Chapter 420 The Price of Shot

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The gun is like a flying dragon, flying from the sky, stabbing Zhang Chiba's key point. The tip of the gun is awe-insired, which is one of the two masters of Murong's family who use long guns as weapons.

This god master is named Murong Changhao. Although he is still a junior god, he has the power of two elixirs, and has begun to cultivate the third golden elixir virtual shadow, and can immediately be promoted to the level of the middle-level god master.

Originally, as Murong Changhao, he disdained to take action against Zhang Qianye, the realm of the master, but just now Zhang Qianye was extremely powerful. He killed the three masters of the Murong family, one of whom was Murong Changhao's own nephew. At present, Murong Changhao was furious and couldn't care about his status. He directly shot at Zhang Qianye. .

The realm of the divine master and the realm of the master are different from heaven and earth. A junior divine master is enough to be worth more than a dozen or twenty high-level masters. What's more, Zhang Qianye was only a junior master an hour ago. He was forcibly promoted to the realm of a high-level master by Ding Yang with the spirit of the spiritual elixir and the spirit of the wilderness, and the foundation is not stable.

In the face of Murong Changhao's shocking shot, Zhang Qianye couldn't help but change his face. He was not so arrogant that he thought that he could compete with the master of the realm of the divine master and wanted to dodge, but Murong Changhao's shot was angry and had used all his strength. The two golden elixir virtual shadows rotated up and down, and the gun was like a dragon in the air. The sharp roar shrouded him in the gun.

"Chiba--"

When Zhang Molin saw it from afar, his face changed greatly. With an exclamation, he was about to fly over, block Murong Changhao and save Zhang Qianye.

Boom-

A huge wolf-tooth knife. The knife was bloody and murderous. With a mountain-like momentum, it broke through the air and cut Zhang Molin. The blade was cold and the elixirious spirit was horizontal. Suddenly, Zhang Molin's body was cold.

"Ky! Don't worry about your son, just take care of yourself first!"

Murong Lian is as horizontal as a demon god. As soon as he steps, the earth vibrates violently. One knife is like a rainbow, and he wants Zhang Molin twice.

"The sea of rage!"

Zhang Molin roared, the blue light burst out, and the unique spiritual weapon, the sea shuttle was like the sea of raging waves, rumbling to meet Murong's wolf tooth knife light.

With a loud click, Zhang Molin's figure was shocked and then retreated, and his face was pale. With the sudden retreat, a trace of despair appeared in his eyes.

"Hahahaha! Boy! Now you know the difference between a middle-level god and a high-level god, right? Even if you have a unique spiritual weapon in hand, the gap between realms is not so easy to make up for.

Murong Lian laughed horizontally, but the expression on his face was cold and evil. His eyes were like hell's devil. He stretched out his hand and gave a swilight. The wolf tooth knife that had just been blown out returned to his hand and suddenly waved out, and a red light swept out.

Sweeping thousands of troops! Unstoppable!

With a bang, Zhang Molin strongly urged Guishui's angry sea shuttle to resist, and was shocked again and retreated. For a while, he was completely at a disadvantage. It's just that with Guishui Nu Haishuo, a unique spiritual weapon in his hand, Murong couldn't really get Zhang Molin for a while.

"Murong Lianheng!"

Zhang Molin gritted his teeth. Just now, Zhang Moxiang's golden elixir was taken by Murong Lianheng, and now Murong Lianheng blocked him so that he could not save his son. In Zhang Moxiang's heart, Murong Lianheng is already the biggest enemy of the Zhang family. The hatred is as deep as the sea, and it is difficult to write, but now he has nothing he can do. The feeling of extreme grievance simply makes Zhang Molin crazy.

"Did Chiba die like this? He has just got a great opportunity. It can be said that the future is boundless in the future. It is impossible for him to die like this!"

Zhang Molin roared in his heart, and suddenly his heart lit up. It seemed that a window had suddenly opened in his heart, which was bright and transparent.

"Yes! Ding Yang! Ding Yang should not have left here. With the importance he attaches to Chiba, he will certainly not watch Chiba die like this. I will definitely take action. Maybe the vitality of my Zhang family today will fall on Ding Yang.

Zhang Molin's desperate heart suddenly gave birth to a glimmer of hope, but he did not expect Ding Yang to save the Zhang family as a whole. As long as he could save Zhang Qianye, even if he could save the bloodline of the Zhang family. Thinking of this, a relieved smile appeared on Zhang Molin's face.

"Laughter! You and your son, together with the whole family, are going to die. How can you laugh?

This smile fell on Murong Lianheng's eyes, which was extremely strange, but he didn't care at all. In the current situation, the overall situation has been determined, and there is no surprise that it can save the destruction of the Zhang family.

Ah-

A scream came from the direction of Zhang Qianye, and the cry was full of the fear of death. Murong cut out a knife and forced Zhang Molin back a few feet again. He laughed:

"Hahahaha! Zhang Molin! As the head of the Zhang family, you can't even protect your own son. Watching him die in front of your eyes, the Zhang family is finished. Now you can be captured. Maybe you can save your life at that time, how about that?

Speaking of this, Murong Lianheng suddenly felt something wrong, because he could not see the imagined sadness and sadness from Zhang Molin's face. Instead, he saw a trace of pleasure in Zhang Molin's eyes.

That's right! Just pleasure! Zhang Qianye died, and there was a trace of happiness in Zhang Molin's eyes.

"No! It's definitely wrong!"

Murong Lianheng's heart tightened, and suddenly felt the tragic cry just now, which seemed to be a little familiar, but just now he naturally thought it was Zhang Qianye's scream.

"Ah - what?"

Murong Lian turned around suddenly, and his pupils suddenly contracted. What he saw in front of him made him scream, and the mood of the high-level god also trembled violently.

It can be seen that Zhang Qianye, who should have been dead, is still standing there. Except for a trace of paleness on his face, his body is intact and there is no damage at all. And there was a man lying on the ground. Although he was covered with blood, he could still see that it was Murong Changhao, the master of the Murong family.

Murong Lianheng's eyes did not stay on Murong Changhao's body at all, but with a glance, he already knew that Murong Changhao had become a corpse. His eyes fell on a blue figure, as if he had been sucked by a magnet, and he could not move at all.

"Thank you, Mr. Ding Yang, for saving my life!"

Zhang Qianye originally felt that he was going to die, but when he closed his eyes and waited for death, suddenly a miserable cry sounded in his ear. He opened his eyes full of doubt and saw the aggressive and powerful god master, with ferocious blood on his face and a big hole in his chest, struggling to rush at him like a bloodthirsty demon.

But without taking a step, he fell straight to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't close his eyes.

Just when Zhang Qianye was surprised and thought that he was in a dream, the blue light flashed in front of him, and a familiar figure appeared in the field of vision. He reached out and grabbed it. Five blue elixir came out and directly grabbed Murong Changhao's long gun in his hand.

After all, Murong Changhao is the realm of the master. The long gun in his hand has barely reached the level of the lower spiritual weapon. He was grasped by Ding Yang in his hand, like a giant python, twisting and struggling violently, trying to break free from Ding Yang's capture.

"Hmm--"

Ding Yang snorted coldly, and an elixir from the sea of wild blood, with a spirit of the wilderness, entered the inside of the long gun and immediately left it on the long gun. Murong Changhao's imprinted it cleanly without any trace. The long gun suddenly calmed down, as docile as a sheep.

If you want to easily erase the imprint of the divine consciousness of the monks in the Judan period, it must be at least the realm of Yuanying. However, the spirit of the wilderness is so high that the long gun is just a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it is easy to control.

He casually threw the long gun into the Blood Dragon Hall. Although Ding Yang no longer looks down on this level of magic weapon, it is always better.

Poutong——

Zhang Qianye suddenly knelt on his knees and stared at Ding Yang and said:

"Mr. Ding Yang! Now that the Zhang family is in danger, please ask Mr. Ding Yang to help, repel the Murong family, and save my Zhang family. At that time, the whole family of Dingyang, only Mr. Ding Yang's order, dare not disove.

After saying that, regardless of the rubble on the ground, he kowtowed repeatedly, and his forehead was dripping with blood. In fact, with Zhang Chiba's cultivation, not to mention a few broken bricks and tiles, even steel, he can't break his head, but in order to show his sincerity, he dissipates all the aura, which results.

Chiba! I'm only predestined to you, and I don't have any intersection with the Zhang family. Besides, you are just the legitimate son of the Zhang family, not the son of the world, and you can't represent the Zhang family.

Ding Yang's face was like that, so he was not moved. He just said lightly to Zhang Qianye.

"Mr. Ding Yang! As the head of the Zhang family, I now officially give the throne of the son to Chiba. I also hope that Mr. Ding Yang will help Chiba.

Zhang Molin's voice came from afar. As soon as the voice fell, Chamberlain's voice also sounded:

"I agree with the decision of the head of the Zhang family as the elder of the Zhang family. From now on, Zhang Qianye will be the son of the Zhang family and the heir of the next generation of the family."

Although Ding Yang's voice is not high, he can already hear clearly who he is there. Zhang Molin and Chamberlain didn't even think about it at all, so they made a decision directly.

"This..."

Zhang Chiba didn't expect that he would become the son of the Zhang family in the blink of an eye. For a moment, he was at a loss and stayed there.

"Good!"

The purpose of Ding Yang is to make Zhang Qianye, known as the future owner of the Zhang family, now has been achieved. A long roar, the sound shook for nine days, and the body flashed, which had appeared between Murong and Chamberlain.

"It is unforgivable to dare to kill my Murong family! Come on!"

The old ghost Murong has seen Ding Yang kill Murong Changhao. In the two black holes where his eyes are located, he shoots two sharp lights, roaring, his hands rumble, and two huge white bone palm prints, like grinding discs, crushing towards Ding Yang.