Zhang Jiacheng said that it was not big, and it was not small to say that it was small, if he just relied on the Heaven Splitting Sword Qi to slash wildly, even if he was exhausted, in a short period of time, it would be impossible for him to completely destroy this place.

Therefore, Mo Changsheng planned to set fire to the city from the beginning.

And the reason why he first slashed dozens of Sky Splitting Sword Qi was because he suddenly remembered that the main city of the Zhang family was guarded by a formation.

Keeping the beginning and the end of things is not Mo Changsheng's style.

Now that the formation has been completely destroyed, he has finally started the next move.

"Nanming is away from the fire, give it to me!"

As Mo Changsheng burst out, a small, crimson flame about the size of a baby's fist erupted from his mouth.

As soon as the flames appeared, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly, and the leaves of the ancient trees planted on both sides of the road quickly dried up and curled.

Mo Changsheng didn't deliberately control the power of Nanming Lihuo this time!

Mo Changsheng frantically injected the sword yuan in his body into Nanming Lihuo, and it was not until Nanming Lihuo slowly changed from the size of a baby's fist to the size of a human head that he stopped moving.

"So, it should be enough!"

After a rough estimate, Mo Changsheng wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with satisfaction, and then violently threw Nanming away from the fire into the air.

"Scatter me!"

Mo Changsheng shouted again, and smashed his fist into Nanming Lihuo in the air.

With a "boom", the crimson flame the size of a human head shattered, turning into a rain of fire and falling to every corner of Zhangjia City.

In an instant, countless houses were set on fire.

The temperature of Nanming from the fire is too high, even if it is a verdant towering ancient tree, it can only last for a short time, and then it will be roasted dry with all the water, and then it will burn with a "peng".

"Hurry up and put out the fire!"

"It's on fire, everyone run away!"

"My clothes, my bags!"

The vassals of the Zhang family were lucky.

Although Mo Changsheng started destroying the city on time, he did not set fire to it at the first time, but first smashed the main city of the Zhang family before he began to burn the city.

This was also the last chance that Mo Changsheng gave them.

The result was not bad, most of the people in Zhangjia City walked out of their homes in advance to check the movements of the main city, so they also discovered the Nanming Lihuo in the sky in advance.

Mo Changsheng looked at the crowd that had fled from Zhangjia City frantically, and the long sword in his hand shook, and dozens of huge sword qi slashed out.

These sword qi slashed around Zhangjiacheng, splitting dozens of wide and deep sword marks around Zhangjiacheng.

Subsequently, Mo Changsheng took back the group of Nanming Lihuo that was separated, and left here without looking back.

Outside the city of Zhang's family, more than 10,000 people, old and young, gathered together, looking at the burning town in front of them, and countless people had tears in their eyes.

Cheng Kun gently hugged his grandfather and cried heartbreakingly:

"Grandpa, don't die!"

"Cheng Lao!"

"Old man!"

“......”

The old man surnamed Cheng was lying in Cheng Kun's arms dying, looking at Zhangjiacheng, which had turned into a sea of fire, and a line of old tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

"It's all that Mo Changsheng! it's all that madman!"

Cheng Kun gritted his teeth and roared:

"Someday, I'll ......"

"Shut up!

Cheng Kun's grandfather scolded excitedly, and then couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"It's not him who you should hate the most!"

"It's not him, grandpa, he ruined Zhangjia City, and he made you like this, shouldn't I hate him?"

Cheng Kun looked puzzled.

The other people around him also looked at the old man surnamed Cheng in confusion.

"Haha, cough... You're wrong, you're all wrong! What we should hate the most is not that young man, but the Zhang family!"

The old man surnamed Cheng laughed miserably:

"The martial arts world is a happy enmity, people have enmity with the Zhang family, and they are coming to the door to retaliate, what do we have to say!"

"He wasted my skills, I don't hate him, but I hate the Zhang family!"

"They knew everything last night, but they made us victims and kept us in the dark all the time!"

"Haha, we are all wastes with ordinary qualifications, and the Zhang family looks down on us, and we don't look down on it! Victim, Victim, What a Victim!"

"Listen to the descendants of the Cheng family, from today onwards, the Cheng family will break off with the Zhang family, and they will not get along with each other in old age!"

"Zhang family! Zhang family! old man hates!

The old man surnamed Cheng left a last word, looked up to the sky and laughed miserably, and then violently spewed out a large tent of blood mist, and choked down.

Until death, his eyes were not closed, and he looked at the burning Zhangjia City with hatred.

"From today on, the Wang family and the Zhang family have broken off their righteousness, and they will not get along with each other in old age and death!"

"From today on, the Tian family and the Zhang family have broken off their righteousness, and they will not get along with each other in old age and death!"

“......”

One family after another, the patriarchs stood up and vowed to break with Zhang Jiaen.

Mo Changsheng, who left here, didn't know that he was just soft-hearted for a while, and instead of directly killing the old man surnamed Cheng, he made the vassals of the Zhang family completely turn against the Zhang family.

Who can say the cause and effect of the world......

......

Xianming Mountain, in the garden that Wanshou Villa had just repaired, two sneaky figures appeared here.

The two figures followed the garden path and quietly touched the door of the villa where Mo Changsheng lived, and tiptoed open the door and got in.

Two sneaky figures walked into his bedroom familiarly, and then the slightly shorter figure on the left cried out in surprise:

"Haha, it's here!"

"Shhhhh

Another figure nervously covered her mouth.

"Hehe, people are just happy for a while! Don't worry, Lingling, Sister Qingyan is practicing, and the stupid big guy is being a sparring partner! Godfather and godmother are watching TV, Old Man Qu and Sister Xiaoran are also practicing, no one will come over!"

The two figures are Lu Mingzhu and Huang Cuiling, two little girls!

Huang Cuiling's face was both excited and nervous, and after hearing Lu Mingzhu's words, she couldn't help but quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Zhuzhu, let's do this, what if we make Cousin Changsheng angry?" she was still a little nervous.

Lu Mingzhu has been bold since he was a child, and he knows the Mo family's food chain very well.

"It's okay, if he gets angry, let's go find my godfather and godmother, with them coming forward, everything is not a problem!" Lu Mingzhu's small abacus snapped.

Huang Cuiling lowered her head and pondered for a while, feeling that this was really the case, even if she and Zhuzhu made her cousin unhappy, as long as the two of them sincerely admitted their mistakes and apologized, and then asked their aunt and uncle to intercede, Cousin Changsheng would definitely forgive them.

Thinking of this, the little girl finally made up her mind:

"Zhuzhu, let's act!"

The two turned their heads at the same time and walked excitedly to Mo Changsheng's bedside.

(End of chapter)