"Someone has been following us since we came out of the tavern, and there are different people in the middle who have snooped on us twice, and this is not just a matter of tracking, but clearly looking for an opportunity to do it. And this road at this time is the most suitable for ambush and plotting. ”

Casually squeezing the hands of the two big men, Feng Yinqiu turned his head and talked to Pastor Arnold, letting the two big men swing and struggle there like a struggle, and the two hands did not move like a rock: "Although these people are ordinary, their skills are very sophisticated, and their performances are also very realistic, and it seems that they often do these similar things." Is it the gangsters of the port you mentioned?"

"Who are you, the servants who dare to attack Amanta?" said Reverend Arnold, furious. Normally, few people dared to do anything to the priests and priests of the temple, and it was the first time he had encountered such a thing, and the thought of the danger that had just passed by made his back full of cold sweat.

The two big men didn't answer, still desperately trying to pull back their gripping hands. At this time, those who had been chasing and killing had already rushed in front of them again, still with hideous and murderous faces, but the murderous aura was directly aimed at Feng Yinqiu and Pastor Arnold.

At this moment, the hands of the two big men who were grabbed by Feng Yinqiu and were not held at the same time took out another dagger from their waists and stabbed them towards Feng Yinqiu. It turned out that the two of them already had spare weapons, and the previous struggle was just waiting for the people behind to catch up, just enough to have the opportunity to flank the attack.

A dazzling white light lit up from the hands of the Reverend Arnold, especially on the already dim hillside path, and several big men who rushed towards him screamed and covered their eyes, and tripped over the stairs on the ramp after running two more steps with inertia. With the advent of night, the divine technique of the solar realm is actually greatly weakened, but in some aspects, it is much easier to use, this is just a first-order flash technique casually issued by Pastor Arnold, if it is a third-order or higher light divine technique, the consequence of ordinary people being exposed to the front is permanent blindness.

The screams from behind were dozens of times more miserable than those in front. As soon as Feng Yinqiu tightened his grip on the hands of the two people, there was a crackling sound of crackling and cracking like fried soybeans, and when he let go, the two big men had already thrown away the daggers that had been stabbed, and fell down and rolled on the ground with their hands that had become like juiced vegetables.

A miserable cry could be heard from a distance on some quiet path, and a few figures appeared at the corner of the street not far away, looking curiously, but quickly retreated. It's the edge of the slums, and the night is never short of these similar sounds, and the wise are never busy.

Feng Yinqiu kicked one by one, kicked on the top of the heads of the two big men who were screaming and rolling with hands that didn't look like hands, kicked the two people unconscious, and then casually picked up the two men who were still on the ground with their eyes closed and trying to get up, and fell on the ground like dealing with chickens and ducks to be slaughtered, and suddenly the two men did not move. As soon as they were caught and fell, several other men also immediately quieted down. The other one had already rolled down the ramp and fell into a dirt pit more than ten meters below without sound, and I don't know if there was still breath.

Feng Yinqiu grabbed a Eurohan who didn't fall so hard and could barely send out **. The fine technique of sealing the acupoints and intercepting the pulse is still a little difficult for him to use, far less convenient than such a hard fall, of course, this seemingly rough technique also has unique skills, these strong men who are only stronger than ordinary people have no resistance at all, and they are thrown into loose bones and bones all over the body, and the qi and blood are stagnant. After examining the contents of the Eurohat, Feng Yinqiu handed it to Pastor Arnold: "It seems to be just an ordinary thief. ”

"It really looks like it's just a gang in the port. A ball of light rose above Pastor Arnold's head, illuminating the area that had begun to sink into darkness, and looked closely at the men on the ground and the weapons they had found. "I don't understand why they attacked us, though. Lord Gawain was right, these dross were rats in the gutter, and there wasn't enough good for them to do such a stupid thing as sneaking up on the clergy at such a sensitive moment. Aren't they afraid of being accused of being a cultist?"

"They seem to be coming for me. Feng Yinqiu said. "From the beginning, I had sensed that someone was spying on me, and the hostile gaze just now was simply looking at me. ”

"It's amazing perception. Pastor Arnold exclaimed. However, it is not too surprising, clergy need to be quite keenly perceived, and there is a magic technique in the Sun God Domain to distinguish hostility, and many high-level warriors have the same instinct to perceive hostility. These are just ordinary gangsters, and even the most cleverly arranged traps will not be able to win a clever opponent.

"Now, this friend. Can you tell us who asked you to come?" Feng Yinqiu shook the Eurohan in his hand. This man is a circle stronger than him, but he carries it in his hand as effortlessly as a chicken and duck.

The man snorted and chirped a few times, and took two breaths before he said intermittently, "It's the Governor of the Port... Let's come. He said you had disgraced him, and he offered a hundred gold coins to buy your head..."

"What?" said Reverend Arnold, shocked. "How can Lord Roynara be so impulsive? If he wants to stir up trouble at this time, isn't he afraid..."

Of course this friend lied. I don't know how high the status of that port governor is, but since he is a nobleman, how can he reveal his identity to instruct such a person? Regardless of the Eastern and Western continents, the virtues of these people who steal chickens and dogs are almost the same, how can it be true if this mouth comes here. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's little finger, ready to give a little bitter food first.

"Please wait. Pastor Arnold looked at the wind. "You want to torture them?"

"Isn't that okay?" Feng Yinqiu was a little surprised. "These people probably have a lot of lives on their hands, and I think even killing them will be a good thing for Osstar City. ”

"These people took the initiative to attack the clergy, and it is reasonable for us to fight back and kill them. And you're right, the only place for such a person is the gallows. Pastor Arnold did not deny what Feng Yinqiu said. "But now that they're incapacitated, convicting and interrogating them should be the job of the sheriff." Of course, if you wish, you can apply to the sheriff to participate in the torture and find the murderer behind it, and I think he will agree. ”

"This ......" Feng Yinqiu was a little crying and laughing, it was difficult to say whether Pastor Arnold's statement was pedantic and rigid or abiding by the rules and laws, the customs and humanities on the European continent were different from those in China. But it doesn't matter if you let go of these thieves for the time being, he just let this man go.

This Eurohan landed but couldn't even stand steadily, and rolled to the side as soon as his knees were weak, as if he didn't even have the strength to stand firmly. Just this roll fell on another man who couldn't move next to him, and when he straightened his upper body again, he already had a small delicate crossbow in his hand, and he pulled the trigger when he aimed it at Feng Yinqiu.

Feng Yinqiu was slightly startled, he had some strength when he threw this man, he originally just wanted to ask some questions, but the strength left for this European man was definitely not enough to resist, so he didn't care, but he didn't expect that there was such a hidden weapon hidden on the other person next to him. In a hurry, he reached out to the side of his body to grab the crossbow arrow that came from him, but he didn't expect that although this crossbow was small but full of strength, the distance was extremely close, he couldn't catch this grasp, and a crossbow arrow the size of chopsticks hit his shoulder.

The crossbow arrow entered the flesh only half an inch, and was immediately caught by the bulging muscles, which can only be said to be a slight flesh wound, but a feeling of numbness spread around the wound, and there was anesthetic on the crossbow arrow.

"Bastard!" the priest Arnold next to him was furious, and pulled out a wooden staff that had been hanging from his waist and whipped it towards the Eurohat. This wooden staff was originally the personal weapon of the priest of the sun god, and the texture was as hard as iron and stone, and he shot with all his strength in anger, and a layer of white light appeared on the staff, and it was struck on the head of the European man, who was half dented like bread, and the two eyeballs turned strangely at an angle that would never be possible, and even the crossbow in his hand was still clenched, and he fell down softly.

"Mr. Wind, are you alright? Do you feel anything?" Pastor Arnold turned to Wind Yinqiu, his face anxious. He also had an eye for it, and knew that such small crossbows often had poison attached to them.

"It's okay..."Feng Yinqiu's shoulders shook, and the crossbow arrow was forced to fall out automatically by the muscles. As the blood flowed out, the numbness quickly dissipated, allowing him to feel a short period of numbness, and the numbing on this arrow was quite powerful. But if you want to really put down this body that has withstood the power of the wolf god, even the poisons of the Shangtang Sect in Shenzhou are only a handful.

But at this moment, a very strange feeling suddenly appeared. Feng Yinqiu followed this feeling, only to see that the corpse of the Eurohan who had just been killed by Pastor Arnold's cane was swelling like a blow.

"Be careful..."Feng Yinqiu only had time to speak, and the corpse exploded as if it had been burst. Countless fragments of decaying corpses that seemed to have been soaked in water for three days and three nights erupted with a thick dead green smoke, instantly enveloping a radius of more than twenty meters.

Grunt, Reverend Arnold's somewhat stiff body fell out of the range of the smoke, rolled down a few steps of the ramp, and then lay on the ground without moving, his exposed skin faintly showing that ominous green. And the smoke dissipated quickly, but in three or four seconds, all the green that blocked the view was gone, and there was no one who could make a sound, and Feng Yinqiu fell to the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......" In the cold laughter, a somewhat thin figure crawled out of the pit below, but it was the guy who was dazzled by Priest Arnold's magic before, and fell down, just now he seemed to be dizzy and did not move silently, but his movements at this time were flexible and vigorous, and he couldn't see the shadow of injury at all.

The ball of light that Pastor Arnold had summoned just now had not yet dissipated, and it was still hanging in place, illuminating the person's appearance clearly. Unlike the other big men with rough faces and messy beards, this was a young man with a delicate face, a white beard, and no more than in his early twenties. The man looked at the man lying on the ground with a smug face, walked up, kicked him as he walked past Pastor Arnold, and spat on him with disdain, and the immobile Pastor Arnold certainly did not react.

After taking two more steps, the man raised his hand and put it in front of him, a faint halo appeared in the curled thumb and index finger, and then swept around. This was the zero-order trick he and Roynala had done on the Kunpeng, and this man did it casually, as if he was just habitually looking, but when he swept the wind on the ground through his halo of sight, he was shocked, and then jumped back a few steps like a frightened cat, and almost fell down without standing still.

Feng Yinqiu on the ground had already jumped up, and just as he was about to get up and chase after the man, he saw the young man who had just stood firm stretched out his hand and pointed, and a bright fireball the size of a human head instantly formed, and then flew towards him.

Without looking closely, Feng Yinqiu could feel the frantically exploding fire aura contained in this fireball, which was an extremely aggressive spell that would burst open at the slightest touch, or even without touching, and turn the surroundings into a sea of fire. A small dodge didn't make much sense, and Feng Yinqiu reached out and pressed directly towards the fireball.

It was still the same as when facing Roynaara's lightning spell, just before the fireball was about to touch, the power of the miro rune completely enveloped, contained, assimilated, and decomposed the power of the riotous fire in it, and at the same time that a part of the spell was 'rubbed' into the rune, the fireball containing great heat and power naturally disappeared.

"You... You... How did you do that?" the eyes of the small young man not far away widened, and his turquoise pupils were full of incredulity, looking like a frightened cat. And he was able to wake up from this shock immediately, stepped forward and pointed at the immobile Pastor Arnold on the ground, and shouted coldly to the wind, "Don't move. ”

The wind did not move. He squinted, recalling the fireball spell he had just been swallowed and assimilated by the Miro Rune. Just like the lightning spell of the Harbor Governor before, the elemental structure under the rubbing and the vibration of the magic net caused by it were only a part of the fragmentation, after all, this fireball was only the 'result' of the spell, and the most critical 'source' and 'process' he did not touch. He looked at the young man's outstretched finger, and the small ring on it was the source of the fireball spell.

"The ring is empty, what's the use of you pointing at Pastor Arnold like that. Feng Yinqiu said lightly.

"Can you see that? How do you see that?" the young man's big eyes glared hard again, then smiled coldly. "But to kill this god stick pig, you don't need to burst a fireball, a force field missile can smash his pig brains out of his nostrils. ”

"Force Field Missile?" Feng Yinqiu muttered the word for a moment, smacked his lips, and then suddenly said, "Smash two at me, let me see what it is." ”

The young man stared at Feng Yinqiu silently, and did not move, and after a while, his other hand suddenly pulled out a thin wooden staff from his back waist, and with a wave, three strong winds whistled out and flew towards Feng Yinqiu.

Feng Yinqiu stretched out his hand and touched it, and a missile disintegrated directly like a fireball before, and the other hand simply slapped it with force, slapping the tangible and intangible missile away, and the last missile hit his chest with a muffled sound, making him take a step back.

"I see, using the simple power impact constructed by the magic net. Although it is practical, but the essence is very simple, with your classification method, there should only be one link, right?" Feng Yinqiu nodded, after the contact just now, he had already seen the essence of this spell clearly, and deliberately received that blow to feel the destructive power on the human body. Not to mention, it is indeed worthy of a blunt blow from an ordinary person with a blunt weapon such as a big stick and a heavy hammer, and hitting an unsuspecting head can really kill people.

"You ......" Although the young man on the other side did not relax his posture, his bulging eyes looked like they were about to pop out.

"The rancid poisonous smoke that suddenly exploded from that person's body was also created by magic, right? It was completely unexpected, but it was much more clever than this bursting fireball and force field missile. Pastor Arnold also warned me that the mage's methods of fighting are strange and changeable, and I didn't expect you to show me a little right away, and it was. ”

"Also, you are the mage who stole the gifts of the envoys, right? I don't know you, and I haven't offended you, so what's the matter with you coming to me?"