For Yuanying and Xuandan monks, breaking arms and legs is commonplace, and Scarface and others are no exception, meditating in an inn for an hour, and they all recover.

"Report to the Ancestor, we have reported what happened tonight to the Sect Master, this time the loss of our Tianfeng Sect is too great, not only was the Tianfeng Pill Hall robbed, but our acceptance ring was also taken away by those two hairy boys, there are more than 20 kinds of precious pills stored in it, how can this be good?"

Wang Youren stiffened, clenched his fist at Scarface, and said indignantly.

"Humph!"

Scarface snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said: "The people who dare to rob our Tianfeng Sect have not yet been born, let them jump for a while, by the way, the ancestor has five poisons here, throw them into the well...... Hehe, give them a plot to impermanence, and also, quickly find out those guys who are coaxing, and there will be no one left!"

He made a neck wiping motion.

"Haha...... Hah!"

The two of them couldn't stop laughing, and they condensed on their faces.

"Hmph, the master guessed that you would not repent, and if so, he will send you on your way!"

Big Mao and Little Uhodi appeared in the room at the same time.

"You ......"

Scarface got up and fled, but his back was like a magnet, and he was firmly sucked in, and then fell backwards into the abyss.

In less than half a minute, more than thirty Heavenly Wind Sect monks turned into Xiao Wu's rations.

With a "snap", Song Jian slammed the teapot on the ground and roared: "Waste, a group of waste! So many people, they can't even deal with three hairy boys, Dantang was robbed, broken leg and humiliated, really I Tianfeng Sect is so good to bully? I dare to ride on my neck to shit and pee, it's really angry with me!"

"Big brother, don't be angry. ”

A Humpty Dumpty duck weighing three hundred pounds stepped in.

"Second child, you're here. ”

Song Jian sat down on the chair and twisted his face to the side with a grunt.

"Big brother, I saw the image sent back by the disciples, and the person grabbed the scar as soon as he could, and cultivated it to at least above the fifth layer of the Yuan Infant, so I want to ......"

"Second brother, you are our Tianfeng Sect military master, tell me, how is this matter good?"

"In my opinion, there are two things to do immediately, one is to contact Huashui Sect, last time Wang Youren and Fang Da were extorted by others for 200,000 spirit stones, Fang Da is the nephew of Fang Qianyuan, the sect leader of Huashui Sect, he must want to avenge this revenge; This matter, he can't stay out of the matter, the second is that the kid's origin is unknown, as the so-called barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, if he starts a madness, you and my brother are not afraid, but what about the disciples below? The destructive power of a Yuanying Five-Layer Ancestor should definitely not be underestimated, I hope the eldest brother will think twice. ”

"Hmm...... The second brother said that what you said is reasonable, so let's do it? Come forward to Huashui Sect, and the eldest brother will go to it in person. ”

"It's for the best. ”

Early the next morning, the door of Tianhua Danqi Pavilion was overcrowded, and as soon as the door was opened, the flow of people poured in.

On the three poles of the day, the people who come are still like rushing to the market, and there is an endless stream.

This place has been taken over by the City Lord's Mansion, and it will be sealed from now on, so go elsewhere!"

With a loud shout, more than thirty soldiers wearing golden armor and red jackets surrounded the Tianhua Dan Weapon Pavilion, and the spears in their hands emitted a silvery-white light.

"Who's the boss here, come with us!"

A mustachioed leader kicked a table open and shouted.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Da Mao jumped out.

"Bold fanatics, we are the City Lord's Mansion Guard, do you want to rebel?"

The little leader "choked" and flashed his saber, but he still took two steps back, because he saw a touch of coldness in Da Mao's eyes, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"City Lord's Mansion?"

Mu Ping smiled slightly, it turned out that he still had a trace of jealousy towards Zang Weiqing, the city lord of Weiqing City, after all, that person was an old Yuanying eighth-layer peak monk, and now he could even kill the Yuanying nine-layer peak consummation, just an eight-layer, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Go back and tell Zang Weiqing and let him be nosy!"

With a wave of his right hand, more than 30 soldiers, like wood carving clay sculptures, stood in place, unable to move.

He took out a pen and paper, wrote three words with a brush, sealed it, handed it to the little leader, and said, "Take this back and give it to your city lord, don't get out yet!"

The little leader and the soldier left in disarray.

They had never seen such a powerful monk, and with a loud shout, they were paralyzed and weak. Then he couldn't move, even the lord couldn't do that.

"Don't worry, go back and say hello to Sect Master Song and Sect Master Fang, hum! A little monk dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head, the city lord sees that he must have eaten the heart of a bear and swallowed the gall of a leopard. ”

"Then we will thank the city lord of course, just a small courtesy, not a respect, I hope the city lord will smile. ”

As he spoke, Song Ming took out a ring from his arms and respectfully placed his hands on Zang Weiqing's hands.

"Hahaha!

Zang Weiqing said this, and his hand was unambiguous, and the ring was held in the palm of his hand in an instant, and a slightly chubby face suddenly bloomed into an autumn chrysanthemum.

"Report to the lord of the city!"

The little boss with two mustaches ran in in a panic, and he almost fell, but he was able to stabilize himself.

Zang Weiqing frowned, his face sank like water, and said coldly: "Hmph! What do you look like in a panic?

"Lord Castle, can you take a step to speak?"

The little leader glanced at Song Ming and the Huashui Sect Deputy Sect Master Wu Fei, twisted his face to the side, and spoke in a sneaky and low voice.

Zang Weiqing is also an old fritter, and when he saw the expression of the little leader, he knew that something must have gone wrong in the middle, and said coldly: "Come with me." ”

He nodded at Song Ming and Wu Fei, stepped into the inner hall, waved his hand to create a prohibition, and cut off a space, just enough to fit him and the little boss in.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

The little leader 1510 reported the matter of going to the Tianhua Dan Instrument Pavilion, and in the end, he said with palpitations: "My lord, we definitely can't afford to mess with that kid." ”

"It's nonsense! This city lord doesn't believe it, in this Weiqing City, there are people I can't afford to provoke!"

Zang Weiqing raised his eyes and said, "Didn't you say that he gave you a note?

"Yes. ”

The little leader handed the note to Zang Weiqing's hand with both hands, and the latter opened it carelessly, and his face immediately changed drastically.