"Let's go, I want to see what kind of confidence the Wang family has to attack my Sen family recklessly." Patting the table, the owner of the Sen family suddenly stood up and roared angrily.

"Family... Patriarch, should we notify the Mu family?"

"The Wang family must rely on something for their sudden attack..." an elder suggested.

After thinking for a moment, the Patriarch of the Sen family also felt that he was not at all sure of dealing with Wang Zhenwei alone, so it would be better to call the Patriarch of the Mu family.

"Go!"

"Yes." The elder hurriedly left through the back door.

The Mori family and the Mu family are not far away, and the Mu family's support will be there in a while.

Seeing that the elder had already called for reinforcements, the Patriarch of the Mori family heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that he could not lose his morale.

"Let's go, let's meet Wang Zhenwei!"

With a wave of his hand, the Patriarch of the Mori family took the lead and walked out with pride.

"kill!"

Outside, Wang Zhenwei led the martial saints to hack and kill the warriors of the Sen family. This group of warriors without martial saints was nothing compared to their team of martial saints.

"shameful!"

Seeing that the Mori family's mansion was already bleeding like a river, the Patriarch of the Mori family was so angry that smoke came out of his throat.

"Wang Zhenwei, you are so worthless, I want to be with you forever!"

He never thought that Wang Zhenwei would kill those ordinary warriors.

The conflict between the Sen family and the Wang family has not been a day or two, but there has never been a massacre after a disagreement.

If blood flowed into rivers every time there was a conflict, how could Senmu City be so harmonious?

"Never die?" Wang Zhenwei killed a martial artist with a sword, turned around, looked at the Patriarch of the Sen family, with a sneer on his face, "I don't want to die...you deserve it too?"

"I want you to die!"

The Patriarch of the Sen family was so angry that Wang Zhenwei was so angry that one Buddha was born, and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. He pulled out the long sword at his waist, and his body was boiling. , looks very extraordinary.

His long sword was full of spiritual energy, so much that it was exposed, and he rushed towards Wang Zhenwei in a flash.

In the sky, Qin Ming had already paid attention to the Patriarch of the Sen family. Seeing that he was very imposing, only a little weaker than Wang Zhenwei in strength, he guessed that he was an important figure in the Sen family.

"Kill all the strong members of the Sen family, and leave the rest to Wang Zhenwei."

Thinking of this, Qin Mingfei came down and appeared in front of Wang Zhenwei, gathering aura in his hands, exposing the power of his soul, and with a howling sound, he punched the Patriarch of the Sen family who was rushing towards the chest.

"Patriarch be careful!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the mysterious man with a white mask and feeling the aura of him, the elders of the Mori family reminded loudly.

Unfortunately, the reminder is too late.

The Patriarch of the Sen family was so angry that he didn't pay attention to the sky at all. He used all his strength to deal with Wang Zhenwei. Now that his body's center of gravity had been shifted, he had more energy than strength to defend.

"ah!"

The Patriarch of the Sen family simply kept on doing nothing, and changed the direction of the long sword in his hand, stabbing towards Qin Ming, and they all died together.

"Um?"

Sensing the imposing manner of the long sword held by the Patriarch of the Sen family, Qin Ming frowned. The long sword looked imposing on the surface, but it was actually timid.

"It turned out to be a soft egg!"

Qin Ming realized in an instant that the Patriarch of the Sen family simply didn't have the courage to die together. With a little strength left on the sword, it lost its sharpness, heart, and vain.

Looking at the eyes of the Patriarch of the Mori family, there is no madness and determination in the eyes, but the eyeballs are spinning around, thinking about running away.