The dead silence in the city and the noise of the city lord's mansion are like two worlds, completely different.

Standing outside the city gate, Feng Yi's golden armor was full of mangs, and his face was sinking like water.

The two old guards trembled, and after each glanced at each other, they were about to push open the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

But as soon as they took a step, they were stopped by Feng Yi's detective.

The golden armor rubbed, and there was a loud sound.

Feng Yi walked to the wide gate, and after taking a deep breath of the air that was not refreshing, he heard the noise of drinking and drinking from inside.

There was a man with a rough voice shouting: "It is said that the Heavenly Sword Sect is under the rule of the Fang, and there are very few nepotism, and now it seems that they are all fucking farts." ”

His voice was like a bell, and through the wide door of the mansion, it still fell clearly into Feng Yi's ears.

Feng Yi turned his head to look at the old guard with bruises on his face and asked, "Who is the person who spoke?"

The old guard trembled like chaff, and said in a trembling voice: "Commander of the Tianzi team, Chen Feng." ”

Feng Yi let out an "oh", and then heard Chen Feng shout: "Fuck, what is this about? Fight until now, I didn't expect the city lord's seat to be occupied by a foreign boy, I grass his grandmother, this breath made Lao Tzu uncomfortable, and Lao Tzu was uncomfortable without leaking. ”

"What can you do if you are not comfortable? That kid surnamed Feng is the deacon of the outer hall personally ordered by the sect master, and he is the lord of the prison city appointed by the Elders' House, do you still want to do him?"

A drunken middle-aged man's voice came out.

As soon as these words came out, the hall was immediately excited, and most people shouted: "Fuck him, fuck him." This is a prison city, not Linjiang City, and if the city lord dies, he will not be able to turn around and push it on the head of the Blood Rakshasa . All of you here are your own brothers, and you can't leak the wind about protecting the religion. ”

The mixed words are all in the ears of Fengyi.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of light, and the killing intent was overflowing.

Qiu Ping was also angry, his nostrils were spewing fire, and he was about to rush in and kill.

Before his footsteps moved, Feng Yi had already taken the lead and kicked the wide gate of the City Lord's Mansion out fiercely.

"Bang!"

The heavy gate fell into the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, smashing the wine table and waking up the drunken and dizzy people.

The noise stopped abruptly, and more than a hundred eyes moved towards the door, but they saw a golden-armored young man, a silver-armored youth, an iron-armored woman, and two imfully armored and trembling old guards bowing behind.

"Squeak...... Squeak......"

Feng Yi walked into the City Lord's Mansion and came to the main hall.

Looking around, the handsome face was full of anger.

He stopped at the main seat of the main hall and turned to look coldly, "Which one is Chen Feng?"

The voice was not loud, but it was majestic in its own right, and it fell into the ears of everyone in the audience, and they could not help but be afraid.

There was no answer, only deathly silence.

On the throne of the city lord, a pink-faced ironclad young man was holding the wine jar in his arms, sleeping soundly. Saliva flowed down the mahogany seats, emitting a pungent smell of alcohol.

Feng Yi got up and kicked the sleeping young guard, the other party waved his hand and muttered, "Don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while." ”

He wants to sleep, but Feng Yi is naturally not good.

The two fingers of his right hand were like a long sword, and the young man could not wake up again.

"Poof!"

The voice was dull but crisp, echoing in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, causing the guards to tremble and shudder.

The bloody hole as thick as a thumb appeared on the center of the pink-faced young guard's eyebrows with a dull sound, and the blood trickled down, and the bloody smell dispelled the smell of alcohol, and finally it was no longer pungent.

Feng Yi kicked the body of the young guard, looked at the field again, and said slowly: "Which one is Chen Feng?"

Everyone shook their spirits in unison, and an eight-foot strong man with a beard and silver armor stepped out.

After taking a deep look at the corpse of the young guard who fell in the distance, the bearded man held his head high and glared at Feng Yi, "I am Chen Feng." ”

Feng Yi didn't look at him, and continued to say slowly: "Which one is Zhou Wu?"

Zhou Wu stepped out, a scholarly middle-aged man.

But before he could speak, Chen Feng had already said fiercely: "Dare to ask the city lord, where did the dog offend you, so that he killed the killer at first sight?"

It turned out that the pink-faced boy who was killed by Feng Yiyi was the only son of Chen Feng, the leader of the Tianzi team.

That Chen Feng is really a talent, his only son was killed in front of him, he was able to endure his grief and hold back his revenge.

This alone has made Feng Yi can't help but look sideways.

But he just glanced at him, that's all, Feng Yi continued: "Which one is Yan Yuwan?"

A middle-aged woman with a curvaceous waist and a dress stepped out of the crowd.

She was dressed in pink, her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, and the spring light was flowing all over the ground. With curiosity on her face, she looked at Feng Yi with interest, not polite, and not speaking.

Chen Feng first tasted the pain of losing his son, and was ignored by Feng Yi, and the anger in his heart was already raging.

Seeing Feng Yi's rebellious demeanor, he couldn't help but shout: "You little deflated three, who gave you the right to dare to kill my son?"

As he spoke, he rushed forward, clenched his steel fists, and smashed Feng Yi's lower abdomen dantian.

"If you dare to kill Lao Tzu's son, don't fucking want to live, obediently pay for my son's life. ”

The fist wind was blowing, and Feng Yi had already identified Chen Feng's cultivation through the strength of the wind.

In the later stage of the Xuan Realm, the half-step transformation element is not weak.

But it's only not weak, there is still a big gap compared to the Fire Clan girl who made the tide in the Baisha River that day.

Feng Yi killed him, he didn't need to use the five-foot bone knife, let alone use the blood-burning secret technique and natal supernatural powers.

The right hand is still pointed into a sword, and it is still lightly pointed diagonally.

The sword qi broke through the air, destroying Chen Feng's fist strength and submerging into his left chest.

"Poof!"

After another muffled sound, Chen Feng fell down on his back stiffly, and he couldn't breathe anymore.

There was silence in the audience, and no one dared to breathe loudly or pant loudly.

Zhou Wu knelt down first, and said respectfully: "Zhou Wu, the leader of the Dizi team, has seen the city lord. ”

Yan Yuwan followed, bowed down in front of Feng Yi, and said respectfully: "Yan Yuwan, the leader of the herringbone team, has seen the city lord. ”

There was a sound of iron armor rubbing, and all the guards in the outer hall bowed down one after another, saluting in unison.

Feng Yi didn't let them get up, still looking at the field coldly.

He didn't speak, and his own boundless coercion dispersed in the huge hall, enveloping everyone's hearts.

The longer he was silent, the more deterrent he became.

Finally, more than a dozen guards with inferior cultivation could not bear the pressure, and fell down on their prostrates, throwing themselves to the ground.

Feng Yi still stared coldly and remained silent.

There was silence for half a pillar of incense, and nearly half of the guards in the outer hall had fallen in the field.

Feng Yi then spoke: "Heavenly Sword Sect rules, what should I do if I commit disrespect?"

Qiu Ping hurriedly stepped out and said loudly: "Handed over to the Law Enforcement Hall, kill with a cane!"

The rules of the Heavenly Sword Sect, as early as yesterday night, Feng Yi Qiu Ping had already read them by heart. This is the first thing to do after joining the Heavenly Sword Sect, there are no rules, there is no circle, those who enter the sect, regardless of their status, must remember the rules of the sect and abide by the rules of the sect.

Everyone changed color in unison and begged for mercy.

Feng Yi ignored the words begging for mercy, and said to himself: "Is there a law enforcement hall in the prison city?"

The old guard with bruises on his face boldly reported: "Back to the city lord to ask, there is no law enforcement hall in the prison city, and anyone who made mistakes in the past will be punished by the city lord, and there is no need to report to the law enforcement hall." ”

Feng Yi said "grace", and all the guards were heartbroken, crying for their father and mother, begging for mercy.

Qiu Ping saw that the timing was not bad, so he cooperated with Feng Yi and bowed down and hugged his fists and said: "City Lord, he was also coerced by the madman Chen Feng, so he couldn't do it, and he didn't mean to offend you. Now that Chen Feng's father and son have been ambushed, he and the others are not the culprits, and they hope that the city lord will spare them for the death penalty. ”

There are only so many guards in the prison city, Feng Yi killed Chen Feng's father and son, and his deeds are already complete, there is no need to kill again, and no one will be left.

If there is really no one left, it will be difficult for him to explain to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

When everyone heard Qiu Ping's words, they begged for mercy and kowtowed.

Zhou Wu is kowtowing, and Yan Yuwan is also kowtowing.

They think that their cultivation is extraordinary and their combat power is good, but compared to Chen Feng, there is still a slight gap.

Now Chen Feng is not the enemy of this new city lord, how dare he dare to commit another rampant offense.

The sounds of begging for mercy came and went, and the sounds of confession and repentance were mixed with cries and cries, filling his ears.

Feng Yi saw that his power was almost established, so he nodded and said, "The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped." Anyone who drinks alcohol in the congregation today shall be punished for three months. Zhou Wu, Yan Yuwan ......"

The two hurriedly looked up.

Feng Yi continued: "As the commanders, you two allowed Chen Feng to behave so recklessly, and they were punished for half a year. ”

The two didn't dare to deny it, and they thanked Feng Yi for not killing.

In the prison city, the lord of the prison city is the king. The words of the Lord of the Prison City are the law and the rules.

Feng Yi knew this very well, and he was not polite to them, waved his hand, and shouted: "Clean up the City Lord's Mansion, and the Tianzi team will be led by Commander Qiu for the time being." In the future, the three teams will change shifts to inspect the prison city, and those who dare to derelict their duties and neglect will be killed with a cane on the spot. ”

Everyone responded in unison, Feng Yi took Qiu Ping, followed by Lan Yuying and thirty-five Tianzi team guards, and walked out of the City Lord's Mansion.

Chen Feng's father and son died, and the Tianzi team lacked a commander and a guard, and now it happened to be filled by Qiu Ping and Lan Yuying.

The two old guards guarding the city were also members of the Tianzi team, and they were called over by Feng Yi and led the way.

The old guard with bruises on his face was named Xu Huang, who cultivated in the middle of the Inner Rest Realm, was honest and honest, and was quite oppressed in the prison city.

Another balding old guard named Zhang Yu is also a mid-stage cultivator in the Inner Rest Realm, and he and Xu Huang are sworn brothers. The two have similar temperaments, and they joined the Heavenly Sword Sect only because they don't want to wander around anymore and have nothing to rely on. was oppressed in the prison city, and they didn't dare to say anything, and they did a lot of hard work.

Now that Feng Yi is here, Xu Huang and Zhang Yu are keenly aware that this new city lord is much more upright than the previous city lords, and maybe under his hands, life will be better.

The two old men walked all the way, pointing and telling which demon cult demon was imprisoned in each Blackstone Prison.

Walking to the city gate, Qiu Ping waved his hand and said: "The east and west city gates, each go to guard them strictly." ”

The guards of the outer hall divided into two teams and trotted away.

Qiu Ping said again: "Sister Yuying, you stay." ”

Under the leadership of Xu Huang and Zhang Yu, the three of them continued to stroll through the prison city and became familiar with geography.

"This street is called 'Demon Pass', and the left and right prisons are suppressed by demons above the Huayuan Realm. Xu Huang stepped forward and introduced.

The street is three feet wide and about five miles long, and there is a black stone prison every 100 meters. The walls and bars around the prison are all carved with twisted and strange runes, and the fluctuations of Yuan Force loom on them.

Obviously, those runes played the role of reinforcing the black stone, otherwise, it would be difficult to trap those big demon heads who had cultivated to a strong level.

Feng Yi turned his head to look at a black stone prison, but saw an old man with long hair and a face as black as charcoal locked in an iron chain as thick as an arm.

Seeing someone coming, the old man roared violently, rushed to the black stone fence, and scratched and bitten with his teeth and claws.