At the moment when the flute sounded, the battle seemed to come to an abrupt end.

People instantly looked at Qinshan in a daze. Qinshan was pitch black in the night, but there was a melodious sound of flute floating.

But people dare not leave their attention for too long.

After a moment of stunned silence, the sound of fighting and shouting for killing sounded again, and the chaotic scene of Xinyan Street did not stop.

Qin Mo sat on the top of the mountain and gently played the sound of the flute.

The mountain wind at the top of the mountain blew through his hair, and he sat there quietly, just a spectator.

This song "Returned Boy" is a flute song compiled by Qin Moxian.

It seems so incompatible with the battle in the distance; but those who can truly understand this flute will feel so incompatible.

At least, Qin Mo felt that it was in line.

Dawn beside him, chose to be quiet and not speak.

He stared blankly at Xinyan Street, which was filled with fire in the distance. The entire Xinyan Street fell into the Shura Field, which became the God of Death in just a few minutes. This was the first time he saw a street battle.

The bloody killing can no longer be described in other words.

I don’t know whether he was admiring Qin Mo’s flute sound or the Shura field in the distance.

But he knew in his heart that all these disputes should have more or less relationship with Brother Mo who was sitting here.

Brother Mo is sometimes a very simple person.

He can smile like a child who has not grown up, and is so childish that it makes people laugh.

But sometimes, he is like a monster... a monster who can tolerate everything in the world, until gradually, people think he is a fool, and in the most unintentional way, he gives the most cruel blow to those who once looked down on him.

This blow is enough to destroy everything that these aristocratic families have accumulated over the past century.

He came to Tianyin City, and there were too many changes.

The battle continues.

Accompanied by the sky-sky fire, a small group of battle scenes formed in Xinyan Street.

This kind of scene is not seen in any city in China.

Usually, even in the Yanyang land, the duel between two major martial arts people will cause a sensation in the mid-martial and low-martial arts, attracting people's attention, but the martial arts battle here is only a small part of the melee.

The Battle at the Martial Arts is just the most ordinary battle in Tianyin City.

One by one, the people from Xinyan Street and Shiyang Street, fell in a pool of blood.

Xinyan Street and Shiyang Street are of equal strength.

To put it more plainly.

The three major families in Xinyan Street are worth one Yang family.

This also made the two streets very anxious about each other.

The so-called anxiety means that both sides suffer heavy casualties, and people keep falling down, and it is impossible to see which side can show an overwhelming advantage.

After about ten minutes, Xinyan Street was filled with blood.

Blood stained the streets red, and street lights shone on Xinyan Street, all of which showed a strange red blood light.

The battle gradually entered a white-hot stage.

Finally, I saw some advantage.

As disciples from Shiyang Street joined the battlefield, the people in Xinyan Street finally found it difficult to persevere, and kept retreating, and the number of casualties continued to increase.

Once even the disciples of the sidelines join the battlefield, this battle will become the power of the Yang family and will destroy the three major families in Xinyan Street.

The disciples of the sidelines belong to the family logistics department in any street or family. They manage the family's business and silently contribute to the growth of the family.

When even these people joined the battle... that means that the Yang family will fight to the death with the three major families of Xinyan Street! It is difficult for the disciples of Xinyan Street to challenge the disciples of Shiyang Street.

This is due to the fact that Shiyang Street is much richer than Xinyan Street. The Yang family provides a lot of cultivation resources to the disciples of the sidelines on weekdays. The supply of martial arts coins and resources accumulated on weekdays has played its due advantages at this time.

Soon, hundreds of people from Shiyang Street began to turn around the situation and beat Xinyan Street backwards step by step.

But in this battle, people seemed to be waiting for something.

People from both streets, even people from the sidelines, joined the battlefield, but there were still four people who did not appear for a long time.

Four street owners.

We are all waiting for each other, and we can't help but take the lead. This is the moment that concerns the two major streets, life and death.

Now, it's just appetizers.

Finally, ten minutes later... As shops on both sides of Xinyan Street collapsed, half of Xinyan Street had the banner of the Yang family's surname, and half of the street fell into the hands of Shiyang Street. The three heads of the family on the rooftop finally couldn't sit still! "I offend me Xinyan Street, I'll let you die!"

Li Jiucheng, Zhong Jinrui, and Ding Feng's strength exploded in a blast.

Wu Po is perfect, the early stage of Wu Soul, the early stage of Wu Soul! Three street masters rushed down from a dozen meters of rooftops, and three huge pressures rushed toward the bottom of the crowd of Xinyan Street Shiyang Street! The Wu Soul Realm is an incredible state in Tianyin City.

Zhong Jinrui and Ding Feng are both old men above 70 years old, and are just people in the great realm of martial souls.

At that time, Qin Yenan was in his early 20s and arrived at the Martial Soul Realm, and was called the most genius of the younger generation in Tianyin City.

The martial soul took action, which immediately caused the air around Xinyan Street to be twisted and deformed! Three palms like Buddhas, blasted down! But just when they were about to crush the Yang-eating people in Xinyan Street, a red light suddenly cut through the three big blasted palms, causing the three heads of the family to stop and they couldn't help but stand on the ground.

They stared at the flying red light! In the red light, they could vaguely see a 7-foot axe.

"That's..." Ding Feng narrowed his eyebrows.

Zhong Jinrui swallowed his saliva with difficulty, "Yang family...Hongtian Battle Axe!"

The Hongtian Battle Axe rotated around Xinyan Street and suddenly returned to a person's hand.

People from the two major streets stopped fighting one after another and slowly retreated behind their respective heads.

When everything suddenly stops, you can see the quiet Xinyan Street, which is in a mess. As for the bloody and cruel scenes on the ground, it cannot be described too much... The burning fires of the surrounding shops enveloped everyone's face.

Everyone was covered in blood.

Either your own blood, or other people's blood... many people have few parts, arms, legs, eyes... but everyone has forgotten the pain.

Even forgot about the relatives who died in front of him.

They just looked at the people on the street opposite each other viciously, and they have become irreconcilable enemies.

Li Jiucheng and the other two frowned and looked at the crowd, as if waiting for something.

The people in Shiyang Street gradually made way out. Under the cover of fire, a giant mountain axe in his fifties, wearing mourning clothes, holding a taller mountain axe than him, walked in slowly.

He held the Yang family's grade weapon Hongtian Battle Axe in one hand, and the other... a black and white photo of his son.

When Yang Haofeng appeared, everyone's eyes were all looking at him.

This man who was 8 years old and powerful in Shiyang Street could shock the heroes in the surrounding streets. Although he may be much younger than Zhong Jinrui and Ding Feng, he is better than these two people in terms of strength.

In his 50s, mid-stage martial soul.

If we don’t compare the peerless genius of the Qin family twenty years ago to him, Yang Haofeng would definitely be the arrogant figure in the surrounding streets.

He didn't look at any of the three heads of Xinyan Street.

He just lowered his head and gently wiped the black and white photos, and then he placed the black and white photos of his son at the door of the shop next to the people from both sides and stood up.

He hopes that his son, the Spirit of Heaven, can witness the moment when his father avenges him.

For a moment, people were silent.

Yang Haofeng's love for his son is famous around him.

Therefore, although he was shocked by everyone in Xinyan Street this time, he did not feel strange.

In Tianyin City, although the strong are prey on the weak and cruel and ruthless, there are always human feelings in it. He Yang Haofeng can do it completely.

"I guess... there are some misunderstandings."

Li Jiucheng calmed his expression and said to Yang Haofeng lightly.

At this moment, the battle has reached this level, and every family has suffered heavy casualties, and no street owner will bow his head and give in.

But Li Jiucheng and the other two still hoped to stop the battle.

Li Jiucheng could only explain slightly.

"Yes! Brother Yang, the head of the Li family just beat your child, but he definitely didn't kill your son... I think it would be better for our four families to investigate it carefully."

Zhong Jinrui also stiffly squeezed out a smile.

Ding Feng nodded in agreement.

More than half of Xinyan Street have been killed or injured. More than 300 Newyan people have been killed or injured in just one hour. In just one hundred people, many of them are seriously injured.

The same is true for Shiyang Street.

Two streets can no longer be consumed.

If you continue to fight two streets that are evenly matched, you can only decide the outcome when the ammunition and food are exhausted.

Looking at the three Xinyan Street Masters, especially when they saw Li Jiucheng, Yang Haofeng holding the hand of Hongtian Battle Axe, they were trembling in anger.

He could not hear the pale and powerless explanation of the three heads of the family.

Now he was constantly replaying scenes of the car videos in his mind.

The scene where his son was forced to kneel down, the scene where his son kept begging for mercy... He is the street owner of Shiyang Street, and he is also a father.

"I want...you die!"

Boom!! The strength of the middle-stage martial soul burst out suddenly, and a fierce wave of air destroyed the burning firelight around it! The mid-grade Hongtian Battle Axe emitted a dazzling red light.

Yang Haofeng jumped, raised the hundred-pound battle axe, and slashed towards the three heads of the family! The battle between the street masters began! On the top of the mountain, Qin Mo looked at all indifferently.

Li Ming swallowed with difficulty, "Mo...Brother Mo, guess who will win on both sides?"

In the middle stage of martial soul, one fights against two martial souls in the early stage of martial souls, and one Wu Po Yuanman. The battle in this scene is a fight of gods! Qin Mo took out the beer from the bag, opened it and took a sip.

He smiled faintly and looked at the scene in the distance. In an instant, Xinyan Street seemed to explode. The street was shattered and dusty! "I will win."
Chapter completed!