One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

At this time, Feng Shayan, who had been observing silently, suddenly said: "Miss Zhang, your weapon refining skills are so superb, can you also refine a magic weapon for me?" Although his voice was cold, his tone was cold. But there was a hint of pleading that was imperceptible. When Feng Zhenghao heard this, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Hao, his eyes full of expectation.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Since Brother Feng has spoken, I naturally can't refuse. But this time I want to refine a protective magical weapon, and it will take some time to prepare the materials." With that, he turned and walked into the house. Go, leaving everyone looking at each other.

Soon after, Zhang Hao returned to the crowd with six protective magical weapons. These magical instruments are designed according to the twelve zodiac signs, and each one exudes a unique light and atmosphere. Feng Zhenghao, Zhang Lingyu, Chen Duo, Liang Fuguo, Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong each chose a magic weapon to wear on their bodies.

Feng Zhenghao stroked the magic weapon on his chest, his eyes flashing with excitement: "Miss Zhang, I, Feng Zhenghao, will always remember your kindness in my heart! With this magic weapon for protection, my Tianxiahui disciples will be safer. It’s guaranteed!”

Although Zhang Lingyu and Liang Fuguo did not say anything, their eyes showed their love and gratitude for the magical artifact. Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong, on the other hand, were playing with their respective magic weapons with excitement on their faces, as if they had found some rare treasure.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao smiled slightly and said, "It's getting late, we should set off." Although his words were plain, his tone revealed an unquestionable determination. After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement and prepared to follow Zhang Hao to the Wang family.

Zhang Lingyu sat in front of the case, taking a sip of tea, her eyes burning like torches, as if she was deep in thought. Wang Ye, this close friend who always had a playful smile on weekdays, had not arrived today, which made Zhang Lingyu a little confused. Feng Shayan was at the side, holding a jade fan and swaying it gently, with a bit of curiosity in her eyes.

"Wang Ye, why are you so lazy today?" Zhang Lingyu sighed softly and frowned slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Ye pushing open the door and entering with a tired look on his face, yawning and looking lazy. Seeing this, Feng Shayan couldn't help but joked: "Wang Ye, where did you go to have fun? Could it be that you have a bad stomach?"

When Wang Ye heard this, he glared at Feng Shayan and said with a smile: "You girl, your mouth is still so poisonous. I just went to do a divination, but who knew that the divination would be so weird."

When Zhang Lingyu heard this, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he asked: "Oh? Why are the hexagrams so weird?"

Wang Ye took a deep breath and said slowly: "The hexagram is full of yin energy, as if it indicates something ominous. But the strange thing is that this hexagram has a trace of life, as if there is still a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation. vitality."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Zhang Lingyu said in a deep voice: "So, this hexagram is quite strange. However, our trip is to hunt for treasure. Maybe this hexagram is related to our trip."

At this moment, Feng Shayan suddenly took out a magic weapon, and saw the brilliance of the magic weapon flowing, exuding a faint aura. When Zhang Lingyu and Wang Ye saw this, their eyes lit up.

"What is this?" Wang Ye asked curiously.

Feng Shayan smiled proudly and said: "This is the treasure in my hand, called the 'Wind Spirit Fan'. It is the treasure inherited by my family and has infinite power."

Zhang Lingyu nodded and praised: "It is indeed a good magic weapon. I wonder what other treasures Miss Feng Shayan has?"

After hearing this, Feng Shayan took out several more magic weapons and showed them to everyone one by one. The king was dazzled and envious in his heart.

"These magic weapons were all refined on the spot by Miss Zhang Hao. Each of us has one." Feng Shayan explained.

Wang Ye was even more shocked when he heard this. He knew that the art of refining weapons was extremely difficult, let alone refining so many high-quality magic weapons on the spot. He couldn't help but ask: "Is Miss Zhang Hao's weapon refining skills really so good?"

Feng Shayan nodded and said, "That's natural. Miss Zhang Hao's weapon refining skills put even Ma Xianhong to shame."

When Wang Ye heard this, he was even more envious. He shamelessly asked Zhang Hao for a magic weapon and said, "Miss Zhang Hao, can you also refine a magic weapon for me? My king will definitely be grateful."

Hearing this, Zhang Hao smiled slightly and said: "Brother Wang Ye, you are too polite. Since you ask for it, I naturally cannot refuse. However, it takes time to refine this magic weapon, so you need to be patient."

When the king heard this, he was very happy and quickly thanked him. When everyone saw this, they all smiled knowingly.

Zhang Hao stood on the top of the mountain, holding the white and tender fat pig tightly in his hand, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath and gently threw the fat pig to Wang Ye in the distance.

"Wang Ye, this is the last magic weapon I can give you. You must cherish it." Zhang Hao's voice echoed in the night sky, with a hint of helplessness and reluctance.

Wang Ye caught the fat pig with an exaggerated expression on his face, as if he was holding some rare treasure. "Oh, Sister Zhang Hao, you are so polite! This fat pig is really destined to me. Look at my figure, how similar I am to him!" He joked, trying to use humor to resolve the heavy atmosphere.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, but was not infected by Wang Ye's joke. He stepped forward, patted Wang Ye's shoulder gently, and said in a solemn tone: "Wang Ye, you have to put more effort into the next battle. It's time to settle the grudge between us."

Wang Ye put away his smile and nodded, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that this battle was crucial to them all.

At this time, the night was already dark, and the village where the Wang family's headquarters was located was silent. However, in this silence, there is a storm about to break out.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, the people from the Tianxiahui appeared at the entrance of the village on time. They were dressed in black, holding sharp knives, and their eyes flashed with bloodlust. A siege against the Wang family is about to begin.

Inside the Wang family, Wang Ai was anxiously waiting for Zhang Hao's arrival. He knew that Zhang Hao would definitely attack the Wang family and avenge his people. Therefore, he summoned all his disciples who were outside to go home and prepare to fight Zhang Hao to the death.

"Father, do we really want to be enemies with Zhang Hao?" Wang Zhong stood next to Wang Ai, with a worried look on his face.

Wang Ai glared at him and shouted angrily: "What are you talking about? The feud between our Wang family and Zhang Hao has been going on forever! Today, I will skin him alive, grind his bones and scatter his ashes to offer sacrifice to the spirits of our Wang family ancestors in heaven!" Wang Zhong was frightened by Wang Ai's roar and dared not speak again. He knew that the hatred in his father's heart had penetrated deep into his bones and could not be resolved.

However, just when Wang Ai was about to set up a shocking killing plan, a piece of bad news came - Wang Zhong and others went to Ziyang County to ambush Zhang Hao, but their entire army was wiped out!
This news is undoubtedly a huge blow to Wang Ai. He roared angrily and overturned all the tables and chairs around him. He couldn't accept this fact, couldn't accept the cruel reality that the Wang family's bloodline had been completely cut off.

However, anger doesn't change anything. Wang Ai knew that he had to calm down and make a more thorough plan. He will use all means to eradicate Zhang Hao completely!
At this time, it is getting closer and closer to midnight. Zhang Hao and the men of Tianxiahui are ready for battle. The Wang family is also nervously waiting for the arrival of the enemy. The whole village was enveloped in a tense and depressive atmosphere.

"Sister Zhang Hao, do we really want to go to war with the Wang family?" A young member of the Tianxiahui asked nervously.

Zhang Hao nodded, his eyes shining with determination. "Yes, we must avenge our tribe! Today is the day of the decisive battle!" He took a deep breath, pulled out his sword, and pointed in the direction of the Wang family's base camp.

"For the people! For the sake of justice! Charge!" Following Zhang Hao's order, the men and horses of the Tianxiahui flocked to the Wang family's base camp like a tide. A life and death battle is about to break out...

The night is like thick ink splashing over Wangjiacun, like a lurking beast, quietly waiting for the arrival of its prey. In this boundless darkness, Wangjiacun seemed to have transformed into the beast, breathing quietly, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the incoming prey.

Inside the Wang Family Ancestral Hall, the lights were brightly lit, but it was difficult to hide the solemn atmosphere. Wang Ai sat at the top of the table, his face gloomy, like a volcano about to erupt. His eyes swept across the hall. The descendants of the Wang family were seated in order of seniority, and everyone's face was full of nervousness and uneasiness.

"The women and children have been sent to a safe place. The only ones left behind are the good sons and daughters of my Wang family!" Wang Ai's voice echoed in the hall, like a cold hammer, hitting everyone's heart. His voice was full of determination, as if he had foreseen the coming bloody battle.

"Tonight, we want to seek justice for our dead grandson and those innocent souls!" Wang Ai stood up suddenly, his voice full of anger and murderous intent. His gaze was like a knife, piercing people's hearts, making everyone present feel the strong hatred.

With Wang Ai's mobilization, the entire Wangjia Village was boiling. The cry of killing came from the Wang family ancestral hall and swept through the entire village like a violent storm. The cry of killing was so shocking that it seemed to tear the night apart.

On the mountainside, Feng Zhenghao quietly observed all this. His brows were furrowed, and a complicated light flashed in his eyes. He saw the tense situation in Wangjia Village and felt the killing intent contained in the shouts of killing.

"This Wang family is indeed not simple." Feng Zhenghao murmured to himself, feeling an inexplicable worry in his heart. He knew that the Wang family was not only one of the four major families, but also a family with profound foundation and great power. Wang Ai's father took away General Ju Ling from Feng Tianyang, which made the Wang family develop rapidly in recent years. On the surface, the Wang family may not be as powerful as his Tianxiahui, but secretly, the Wang family's power has already spread over most of the south.

"This Wang Ai is not only suppressing my Tianxiahui, he also has greater ambitions." Feng Zhenghao understood in his heart, and his attitude towards the Wang family became more solemn. He knew that he had to be more cautious in dealing with this powerful opponent.

"President Feng, how should we respond?" the men beside him asked in a low voice.

Feng Zhenghao didn't answer, just looked quietly in the direction of Wangjiacun. His heart was filled with complex emotions, including worries about the Wang family and thoughts about his own future. He knew that this storm was just the beginning...

As the night wore on, the killing cries in Wangjiacun became louder and louder. That sound, like the roar of a wild beast, shook the entire south. And amidst this cry of killing, the contest between the Wang family and the Tianxiahui officially kicked off...

The night was dark, and the night wind from South China was a bit moist, blowing on the dense forest outside Wangjiacun. The Wang family is a giant in this land, and its influence has penetrated into every inch of the land and every heart.

"Brother Feng, do you think the Wang family has another agenda for gathering their heirs this time?" Feng Zhenghao frowned and looked at the dimly lit Wang Village with his eyes like a torch.

"The Wang family has a profound heritage, and Wang Ai, one of the ten members, is even more unfathomable. This gathering may be more than just a family gathering." Feng Zhenghao took a deep breath, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Then in your opinion, how should we respond?" Zhang Hao, the real person, brushed his sleeves and his voice was calm and firm.

"I suggest that we first send people to investigate and find out the true situation in Wangjiacun." Feng Zhenghao suggested.

However, Zhang Hao, the real person, shook his head, with a confident arc on his lips: "Wangjiacun is big, but what can it do to me? I am enough."

At this time, Liang Fuguo's voice echoed in the night sky: "Tonight, it is just the grudge between the Tianshi Mansion and the Wang family, and has nothing to do with anyone else. If there is anyone who is not discerning, don't blame me, the Tianshi Mansion, for being rude!"

These words were like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's hearts, causing the forces that were about to move to restrain themselves. The prestige of the Tianshi Mansion is like a towering mountain, intimidating.

When Feng Zhenghao saw this, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He knew that Wangjiacun's strength should not be underestimated. He turned to Master Zhang Hao and said: "Master, there are many strangers in Wangjia Village, and I don't know how many masters are ambushing them. You go alone, what should you do if you are ambushed?"

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with determination: "Brother Feng, you are worrying too much. I, Zhang Hao, have been in the martial arts world for many years, and I have never been afraid of anyone. Although Wangjia Village is big, what can it do to me?"

Feng Zhenghao saw that Master Zhang Hao was so confident. Although he had doubts in his heart, he couldn't say anything more. He could only pray silently, hoping that Master Zhang Hao could return safely.

In Wangjia Village, the lights were brightly lit and people were buzzing. Hundreds of Wang family disciples were waiting in full formation, their eyes full of vigilance and hostility. And among them, there are still some powerful strangers hidden. Their auras are like lurking beasts, ready to launch fatal attacks at any time.

However, Master Zhang Hao was completely unaware of this. He stepped into the gate of Wangjia Village alone. His steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts.

There was silence in Wangjia Village. Only the sound of wind and insects echoed in the night sky. Zhang Hao's real person looked around, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes. He knew very well that in his eyes, these so-called masters of the Wang family were nothing more than chickens and dogs. (End of chapter)