Chapter 363 Magic

"Father! Uncle! This man... He dared to hurt me and said he wanted to kill me. He was so bold that he didn't pay attention to my Zhang family at all. You have to make the decision for me!"

Seeing that Zhang Mocun actually apologized to Ding Yang, Zhang Qianyu beside him was suddenly dumbfounded. He didn't expect that this young man who didn't look amazing had such power that he could make his father, a god, a god, or a god of the Zhang family, to make amends to him.

However, the duffian and domineering personality he has developed for a long time made him unable to accept this reality at all, so he cried and shouted, hoping that by using a bitter trick, Zhang Mocun, and even Zhang Molin, could change his mind.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhang Molin glanced at Zhang Qianyu and did not show any expression, but Zhang Mocun was already in a cold sweat. He shouted at Zhang Qianyu and almost raised his hand to him.

At this time, Zhang Momun really felt that he really gave birth to such a useless son. He was so slow that he could not judge the situation in front of him at all. He was completely out of his control. Unexpectedly, he was so arrogant and domineering. Zhang Mocun suspected that if Zhang Qianyu was not his son, he was afraid that he could not help beating him.

"Evil! If you hadn't made trouble and hit Mr. Ding Yang rudely, how could there be such a misunderstanding? You are the culprit of today's misunderstanding. It's just that you haven't been held accountable. You dared the villain to sue first. It's simply a heinous crime. It's unforgivable!"

Zhang Mocun looked at Zhang Molin. Although there was no expression on his face, there was a cold light in the depths of his eyes. At the moment, his heart was cold and he quickly cursed at Zhang Qianyu. This is also Zhang Mocun's painstaking efforts. If he really waits for Zhang Molin to speak, I'm afraid his son will be punished more severely.

"Father! I...you...he..."

Zhang Qianyu's face was shocked, as if he didn't expect that his father would scold him so much. For a moment, he was stunned and at a loss. Although he was the cultivation in the early stage of building the foundation, that is, the shangshi of the Jinfeng Dynasty, and more than ten thousand people per person, he also knew that all his treatment came from his father, Zhang Mocun.

So when Zhang Mocun seemed to stand on his opposite side, Zhang Qianyu's greatest support suddenly collapsed.

"Evil! How dare you talk back? I really don't know the depth of heaven and earth. I'll kill you directly today, so that you won't cause a big disaster in the future and bring disaster to my Zhang family.

When Zhang Mocun saw Zhang Qianyu's soulless appearance, he was even more angry. If Zhang Qianyu was still as tough as before, then he still had some comfort in his heart, but he didn't expect that Zhang Qianyu was actually a fierce insider, which really disappointed him.

I have always believed that I am better than my eldest brother Zhang Molin in any aspect, but now I am only a son. My son, not to mention Zhang Molin's eldest son, Zhang Qianji, the son of the Zhang family, is far worse than Zhang Qianye in front of him. Zhang Mocun's heart suddenly rose. Compared with the lost mood.

Boom——

At that moment, he shouted angrily, raised his palm and chopped towards Zhang Qianyue. In the rumble, a fierce wind came to the top of Zhang Qianyue's head.

"Ah--"

Zhang Qianji didn't expect that his father would really do something to himself, feeling the magnificent power contained in Zhang Mocun's palm wind. Suddenly, his face was as earthy, and his whole body trembled like sieve bran.

When Zhang Mocun saw that Zhang Qianji was so bearish, the nameless anger in his chest became more prosperous. He couldn't help but apply his resentment towards Ding Yang to Zhang Qianyu. His palm power suddenly doubled, rumbling, and a golden elixir virtual shadow appeared in his palm.

The power of an elixir!

No one expected that Zhang Mocun would punch his biological son with the power of an elixir. At first, everyone only thought that Zhang Mocun was acting at most. By punishing Zhang Qianyu and giving himself a step forward to his reckless behavior just now, who knew that Zhang Mocun would be stimulated by Zhang Qianyu's cowardly performance, and he was confusedly killed.

The power of Yidan, even high-level senior teachers and monks in the later stage of foundation construction can't take over it at all, not to mention that Zhang Qianyu has just stepped into the ranks of masters. Once Zhang Mocun's palm hits him, I'm afraid that Zhang Qianyu will break his bones and even directly smash his bones.

"Beast! Come on!"

Zhang Mocun's eyes were red, his mouth gasped like a cow, and the muscles on his face were twisted, which seemed to be in a dangerous situation similar to going crazy. Now in his eyes, I'm afraid that Zhang Qianyu's image is no longer his precious son, but the person he hates the most in his heart.

First, he was forced by Ding Yang, which made him attack or retreat. Then he was played by Zhang Molin, taking advantage of the power of the family owner to suppress him. Then he saw that his son, who had high expectations, turned out to be such a mud that could not help the wall. Zhang Mocun's spirit finally began to gradually collapse and fall. Entered a dangerous situation of becoming a demon.

At this time, in the eyes of Zhang Mocun, Zhang Qianyu's face has become the image of the person Zhang Mocun hates the most in his life. As for which one Zhang Mocun hates most in his life, everyone in the Zhang family knows it.

"Ah--Father is crazy! Uncle, save me! Grandpa, save me!"

Zhang Qianyu looked at the blood-red pupils in his father's eyes and suddenly became afraid. He had a feeling in his heart that if he did not escape, he was afraid that his father would really kill him with one slap.

No matter what, life is the most important thing. Zhang Qianyu is hysterically thinking about Zhang Molin and Zhang Liehuo to help.

Zhang Molin is his uncle, and Zhang Liehuo, according to his generation, is his grandfather. However, on weekdays, Zhang Qianyu has never respected Zhang Liehuo. Today, he can't take care of anything for his life.

"Huh - you little bastard, where is your usual arrogance? It's really not like the descendants of my Zhang family. They don't have the backbone of the descendants of the Zhang family. Just let your father kill you with one palm. Otherwise, I don't know one day. When I get angry, I may beat you directly to death.

Zhang Lie's fire is like a fire. Usually, more than a thousand Zhang Mocun father and son do not have any respect for his elders. Now he is hungry again, and it is suddenly remembered that even if it is sweet words, it is useless. At present, Zhang Liehuo not only did not stop him, but also sneered at Zhang Qianyu.

Zhang Qianyu listened to Zhang Liehuo's words and almost didn't spit blood directly to death. Unexpectedly, the old man was so unobstructed and without any scruples. But now he doesn't even have time to resent Zhang Liehuo. The mountain-like pressure of Zhang Mo Village has come to his head. The huge majesty, like mountains, and it seems to be a surging river, endlessly. It makes Zhang Qianyu feel like being pressed by 100,000 mountains, and even breathing becomes extremely difficult.

The sword spirit of the big river!

In the palm of Zhang Mocun, there is also a trace of Zhang's sword spirit!

Ding Yang's eyes couldn't help showing a trace of sarcasm. The sword spirit of the river is the secret of the Zhang family. Today, it is used by Zhang Mocun to attack his son, who is also the descendants of the Zhang family. It is really a big joke. If the ancestors of the Zhang family know it, I'm afraid they will jump out of the grave angrily.

If Ding Yang takes action, he can naturally easily control Zhang Mocun, but Ding Yang stands aside with his hands behind his back, with a joking look on his face, as if he saw a good play.

"Uncle, don't!"

Zhang Qianye, standing beside Zhang Molin, shouted and brushed. A golden light broke out of the air and stabbed straight towards Zhang Mocun's palm. The light roared and the golden sword roared, as if even the air was about to be cut open.

click... The palm power of Jin Guang and Zhang Mocun suddenly broke up and turned into pieces of dust. Compared with Zhang Mocun's strength, the gap is really different. It is not the same level at all. It is a level.

Hung - There was a red tide on Zhang Qianye's face, and his figure was also staggering. It seemed that he had been shocked in the blow just now.

"Evil son!"

Zhang Mocun's blood-like pupils suddenly contracted and looked in the direction of Zhang Qianye. Suddenly, he roared, abandoned Zhang Qianyu, and rushed to Zhang Qianye, with a rumble, with the awe-inspiring palm wind, like a turbulent river, sweeping all over the sky.

"Ah--" Zhang Qianye didn't expect that his kindness would cause trouble, and his face suddenly changed. However, when he saw the tall figure beside him, his heart suddenly calmed down.

In his heart, his father is omnipotent. No matter what difficulties and crises, there is nothing that his father can't solve.

Father! It's a monument, a mountain, unattainable!

"Hm?" Zhang Molin's pupils contracted, the hem of his clothes was windless and automatic, and his sleeves fluttered. He took a step forward with his right foot and blocked Zhang Qianye behind him. Facing the aura of Zhang Mo Village, there was a stable and calm smile on his face, and his eyes were so bright that he was about to take action.

Boom——

A loud noise shook in the air, and the sound was everywhere. The palm power of Zhang Mocun, which contained the sword spirit of the river, suddenly burst in the air, and countless sharp as sharp as knives, and sharp spiritual power splashed everywhere. Zhang Mocun's figure was like being struck by lightning, trembling uncontrollably, and his face was pale.

Peng... A large hand the size of a grinding disc and slender five fingers appeared on the top of Zhang Mocun's head and suddenly sank. His five fingers were like hooks, grabbing Zhang Mocun's neck, like grabbing a rabbit. He directly grabbed Zhang Mocun's body in mid-air, his feet off the ground, and struggled violently.

Ah-

Zhang Molin's heart was shocked. The power he had just accumulated suddenly multiplied, because just now, he actually felt an indescribable power from Ding Yang, at least

The power of the five elixirs!