The pig rushed over with murderous intent, and the violent true energy surged. The clenched right fist hit Qi Yan, which was bound to smash him into meat paste with one punch.

Facing the domineering pig like a prehistoric beast, Qi Yan's original calmness disappeared invisibly, and there was only endless fear in his heart.

"Zangfeng, save me!"

Qi Yan shouted subconsciously.

Bazhu grinned and sneered. His punch was extremely powerful and he would definitely smash Qi Yan into pieces.

The next moment, a figure flashed in front of Qi Yan and punched out with the same punch.

Bang! The two fists collided together, and a terrifying storm burst out instantly.

The Pig's eyes suddenly condensed, and the one who blocked his fist was the Tibetan monk.

"Go to death for me!"

The pig roared angrily, and his true energy surged out.

The monk in the Tibetan robe was also shocked to retreat step by step, and a trace of scarlet blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

Just as Bazhu shook away the Tibetan monk, the young people around him had already raised their machetes and rushed up. A sharp cold light flashed and rushed towards the vital parts of Bazhu's body.

Bazhu grinned, his round body moved forward, and only two bangs were heard. The two young men in front were hit on their chests, and their mouths were squirting blood and retreating.

In an instant, dozens of young men came up screaming and pursed, and Zhang Yi and the others were quickly submerged in the crowd.

Swish! Qian Wu pulled out the Duanfeng Sword behind him with his right hand, and a sharp sword light flew forward, and blood kept splashing.

Instead, Zhang Yi lit a cigarette leisurely and took a few deep breaths. He ignored the battle around him.

Let Bazhu and the others practice these masters of the family practice as a practical experience.

Bazhu stared at Zangfeng with a cold look, and he grinned and said, "Your martial arts is good, come with me to practice!"

Zangfeng took a few deep breaths to calm the tumbling blood in his body.

From the brief encounter just now, Zangfeng knew very well how powerful this fat man was.

"Zangfeng, kill him for me!"

Qi Yan pointed at the pig in front of him angrily.

Zangfeng folded his hands together, and when his hands separated again, a sharp aura had already emerged.

Swhoo! The next moment, his figure flashed repeatedly, and he rushed towards Bazhu as fast as lightning.

Bazhu felt a stern and thought to himself that this guy really had some skills.

Bang bang bang... In an instant, Bazhu and Zangfeng fought each other, and the strong winds stirred upwards around.

Almost at the same time, the two young men stepped forward to protect Qi Yan behind him, staring at the battle between Ba Zhu and the others with a serious face.

They can't even participate in this level of battle.

Just during the battle between Bazhu and Zangfeng, Qian Wu and his team became more and more braver in the battle. Wherever they passed, blood kept splattering and people kept falling down.

Qi Yan watched the masters in the clan fall down continuously, and a hint of fear emerged in his heart.

These people are simply too powerful, and their Qi family's masters are simply vulnerable.

Qi Yan had no choice but to put his hope on Zangfeng, but Zangfeng was at a disadvantage and could only be beaten by Bazhu.

Zhang Yi stood quietly in the middle smoking a cigarette. He was also observing Qian Wu and the others' battle, wanting to see how much they have made during this period.

Judging from this battle, Qian Wu's sword technique has been practiced to perfection, and the enemy cannot resist the sword light swallowing the clouds.

Moreover, Bazhu's iron fist is even more fierce, and it is so hard that it is so hard that it is hiding its edge and retreating, crying for her parents.

As time passed by, dozens of Qi family masters lay on the ground and hummed, completely losing their combat ability.

As for Zangfeng, he was also trampled by Bazhu, leaving only Qi Yan standing there with his legs trembling.

Qi Yan was completely desperate. Zangfeng was a master of worship invited by their Qi family from Tibet. Who would have thought that he would be beaten to the ground by the Bazhu?

Bang! Ba Zhu kicked Zangfeng unconscious with one kick. He walked towards Qi Yan: "Hehe, I want to tear you in half!"

"You...you don't come here!"

Qi Yan was so scared that he sat on the ground, the smile on his face completely disappeared, only an endless look of fear.

Swish! Just as Bazhu was about to take action, a few sounds of wind broke out and several figures emerged in the house.

Bazhu also stopped at the same time, staring at the figure in front of him with a serious look.

The leader is an elderly man, and it is Qi Zhi.

On both sides of Qizhi, there are all senior management of Qi's family.

When Qi Zhi saw the scene in front of him, he was gritting his teeth, and anger was burning in his heart.

"Grandpa..." The moment Qi Yan saw his grandpa appear, he rolled over and crawled to him.

"Are you okay?"

Qi Zhi asked with concern.

"I, I'm fine..." Qi Yan shook his head with his lips trembling.

Qi Zhi stared at Zhang Yi and others with his eyes. After a long time, he sighed quietly and said, "Mr. Zhang, I ask you to let the Qi family go."

What?

Qi Yan looked at his grandfather in disbelief, and his grandfather actually gave in?

Bazhu and the others were also stunned, and then looked at Zhang Yi. Here, only Zhang Yi could make the decision.

Zhang Yi said coldly without saying a word. He smoked two cigarettes hard, and then smiled lightly: "Old Qi, I have no grudges and grudges with you. Why do you send someone to kill me? The Qi family won't give me it.

For a suitable reason, I will let your Qi family disappear in the south city!”

Seeing the domineering Zhang Yi, Qi Zhi twitched his lips twice. He knew very well that Zhang Yi had the ability.

The Dragon King of the Dragon Gate today cannot afford to offend the family of their family even if they have this identity.

He regretted offending Zhang Yi. If it weren't for that mysterious man, they wouldn't have been so stupid to assassinate Zhang Yi.

Qi Zhi pondered for a while before he explained: "Mr. Zhang, we have no choice but to do this."

"How do you say this?"

Zhang Yi raised his eyelids.

"Why not, let's talk with me?"

Qi Zhi said with a smile on his face.

"I have no time to spend time with you here. If you have something to say, just let it go if you have fart!"

Zhang Yi snorted coldly.

Qi Zhi's face shook for a moment, and then he sighed quietly: "Mr. Zhang, it's really not to be hiding it. Our Qi family is also under duress. Otherwise, how could we offend you so stupidly?"

When Zhang Yi heard what he said, he frowned hard, thinking that the other party's words made sense.

"Who are you coerced?"

Zhang Yi asked with his eyes narrowed.

"I don't know the identity of that person. He is very skilled in martial arts. If we refuse, the consequences are not something we can afford!"

Qi Zhi explained.

Zhang Yi's heart sank. Unexpectedly, there was something else in this matter?

Seeing Zhang Yi who was silent, the senior executives of the Qi family did not dare to disturb him, so they could only look at Zhang Yi and the others.

It was not until a long time later that Zhang Yi looked up at them and said, "I can let you go, but I have a condition!"

Qi Zhi was stunned when he heard this, and then he was ecstatic.

The senior executives of Qi's family looked calm on the surface, but in fact they were very happy inside.

As long as Zhang Yi lets them go, the Qi family will still have a glimmer of hope.

"Mr. Zhang, what are your conditions?"

Qi Zhi asked with a smile on his face.

"It's very simple. Within half a month, I need your family to leave Nancheng, and you will not step into Nancheng in the future!"
Chapter completed!