"Jin Shangxian, it was this old man who spread the news first, and then the Qingzhu Gang was destroyed."

"It is said that the other party is a strange monk."

When the disciple of the Qingzhu Gang arrived at the place, he immediately pulled Old Man Hu out of the wonton shop and pressed it in front of Jin Shangxian.

Seeing so many immortals appearing at once, Old Man Hu was already frightened, kneeling on the ground and trembling, not even daring to raise his head.

After the incident, he hid in his small shop.

There is nowhere to run.

Outside Thunderbolt Town, where can he, a mortal old man, run to?

Besides, once the people of the Nineteen Alliance catch him, they won't dismantle him.

It's all death, it's better to guard your own shop.

What's more, Ye Ning told him not to be afraid, Old Man Hu could only hope that Ye Ning could really speak at this time.

Although, he is only one person.

"Strange monk?"

Jin Mingyang glanced at Old Man Hu: "Old Deng'er, that monk, what does it have to do with you?" ”

"It has nothing to do with Xiao Lao'er, Xiao Lao'er doesn't know him at all, he just ate a wonton at my place, and then gave me a hyena core, and he was targeted by the people of the Qingzhu Gang."

"Then the people of the Qingzhu Gang chased the objective out of Thunderbolt Town, and when they went out, there were still two, but I didn't expect to come back with one."

"Later, the people of the Qingzhu Gang are like dumplings, they keep going out, and they don't come back."

"Immortal Chang Mingjian, this matter has nothing to do with me at all."

Old man Hu cried with a handful of snot and tears, kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes.

No matter how bad Jin Mingyang is, he is also a human immortal, and the others are also monks in the Mahayana period, and they have never seen any scenes.

At a glance, it was already clear that the old man was telling the truth.

It's just that there are too many dead people here, and within the confines of Thunderbolt Town, the rules are unbreakable.

"Qingzhu Gang, this group of miscellaneous pieces!"

"Do things that don't have a good profile."

Jin Mingyang snorted coldly, he also looked down on the Qingzhu Gang.

However, this kind of thing exists anywhere and in any world, and he can't change anything by himself, so he naturally won't care too much.

The purpose of his trip was to catch the people who broke the rules of their Nineteen Alliances and complete his mission.

Several other Mahayana monks were also disdainful, they had long understood what the Qingzhu Gang was doing, and naturally they all turned a blind eye.

"You fart!"

"Obviously, you colluded with that guy and deceived us into everything, and we all died tragically."

"If you have nothing to do with that grandson, why would he kill someone in Thunderbolt for you?"

"I see that you are a gang, let me tell you, these immortal chiefs are the immortals of the Nineteen Alliance, if you lie in front of them, the egg yolk will be pinched out for you."

The Qingzhu Gang scolded viciously and kicked Old Man Hu to the ground.

"Immortal elders, I really didn't tell a lie!"

Old man Hu was kicked and staggered to the ground, crying miserably.

"I ask you, old man, where did the monk go?"

Jin Mingyang then asked.

"He said he was just walking around Perak and wouldn't leave."

Old man Hu hurriedly replied.

Unexpectedly, his answer directly made Jin Mingyang's face change.

"Fart!"

"I've already searched the whole of Perrai, and I haven't found that strange monk at all, you dare to lie to me!"

Jin Mingyang immediately became angry.

Just now, he and several masters of the Mahayana period teamed up to investigate the entire Thunderbolt Town, and they didn't expect Ye Ning's shadow at all.

This old man said that Ye Ning was in Thunderbolt Town, wasn't he slapping their group of masters in the face?

Jin Mingyang will never admit that he is incapable.

If there was a problem, it was definitely that Ye Ning had left Perak Town.

"I ...... I didn't lie to you! ”

Old man Hu was so frightened by Jin Mingyang that he knelt directly on the ground and kept kowtowing.

"Hmph, a few of us immortals have already checked the entire Thunderbolt Town, and there is no bullshit monk you said at all."

Shi Qiubai shook his head and said.

"That guy absolutely lied to you, alas!"

Sander shook his head speechlessly.

"This ...... This ......"

Old man Hu didn't want to believe what Jin Mingyang said.

But these are all immortals sent by various gates, and what they say is so conclusive, then there must be something wrong.

"This is your grandma's leg!"

The Qingzhu Gang disciple who grabbed Old Man Hu raised his hand and gave Old Man Hu a big slap.

"You old thing, you helped people hurt our Qingzhu Gang, you worked for others, and you helped people to count money!"

"Stupid!"

The disciples of the Qingzhu Gang looked at the corpses of the dozens of Qingzhu Gang on the ground and became angry.

There are currently no more than ten people alive in the entire Green Bamboo Gang in Perak Town, and he stayed at the station at that time and saved his own life.

But once the person who is the helmsman of the Qingzhu Gang comes, then he is definitely the most unlucky one.

At this time, he poured all his anger on Old Man Hu.

Seeing that Jin Mingyang and the others were angry with Old Man Hu, this Qingzhu Gang disciple didn't stay any longer, picked up a knife on the ground, and cut off Old Man Hu's head.

Jin Mingyang and the others not only did not stop him, but looked at each other coldly.

Mortals like Old Man Hu are dead when they die, and without this eyewitness, they can go back and return to their lives directly.

Old man Hu had long anticipated his fate, and when he saw the butcher knife raised, he also closed his eyes in frustration.

At this time, the people who were hiding behind the shops and peeking at the door of the whole street were so frightened that they did not dare to look at them.

But just when the big sword of the Qingzhu Gang disciple was about to fall on Old Man Hu's head.

A green mang suddenly bloomed from Old Man Hu's body, blocking the big sword of the Qingzhu Gang disciple.

"Alas, he is but a mortal, so why do you persecute him like this?"

A faint voice reached everyone's ears.

The big knife of the Qingzhu Gang disciple was cut down, and after being wrapped by Qingmang, it bounced out directly, cutting off half of the Qingzhu Gang's arm.

The spinning broadsword did not stop, and directly passed through the body of the Qingzhu Gang disciple and shot at Jin Mingyang behind him.

"Huh?"

A golden long sword appeared in Jin Mingyang's hand, and with a slight block, he pushed the big sword aside.

Rao was like this, Jin Mingyang was still slightly surprised.

This person is not only powerful, but he is also willing to set up protection on this old man Hu.

Old man Hu is just a mere mortal, he is so maintained, could it be that the two of them really have an unusual relationship?

Thinking of this, Jin Mingyang stretched out his hand and grabbed it lightly at Old Man Hu.

The other party set up this layer of protection, which is to protect the life of Old Man Hu.

Now that the protection has been touched, the other party should know about it, so the other party will either travel thousands of miles away, or they will come soon.

The first thing Jin Mingyang thought of was to control Old Man Hu first.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Jin Mingyang's grasp hit the thin green mist, and he failed to break through the protective layer of the green mist, but instead his palm shook so much that he was numb and had to withdraw.

"What a strong protection ban!"

Several Mahayana stage cultivators with strength all looked stunned.

No matter how weak Jin Mingyang is, he is also an immortal, and with a casual blow, not everyone can resist it.

Just now, if you replace them, you have to exert some strength to take it down.

However, the protection and prohibition of this layer of green mist was so easily blocked, and the strength of the other party had to be at least the peak of the Mahayana period.

"Hmph, there's still some material!"

Jin Mingyang felt that his face was a little hot, and while showing disdain, he added a bit of solemnity.

He raised the spirit weapon sword in his hand and waved it at Old Man Hu again.

A fierce sword aura slashed towards the green mist protection prohibition in front of Old Man Hu.

The essence of the sword qi in the air became more and more pure, flashing with golden light, and it quickly crashed into the protective prohibition.

This time, Jin Mingyang used his three points of strength and was absolutely confident that he could break this ban.

'Bang ......'

The huge energy fluctuated, and the surrounding shops shook with it.

Fortunately, the buildings here were built by some powerful people, and after many battles over the centuries, there was no major damage.

As a result, the door panels of some shops have cracked, and cracks have appeared in the walls.

The disciple of the Qingzhu Gang was directly swept into the air by this wave of qi, and when he fell to the ground, he directly became a dead corpse.

The other Mahayana monks felt that the vigorous pavement was prickly, and the skin of the thorns was painful.

The power of the golden immortal was so terrifying, everyone was horrified.

This time, Old Man Hu should have been shocked to death, right?

When the wave of qi dissipated, everyone looked again and found that the layer of cyan mist was still there.

And the old man Hu who was hiding in it, as if he was nothing, looked at them stupidly, and stood up blankly from the posture of sitting on the ground, as if he was not affected in the slightest.

The only thing that appeared unusual was that there was an extra sword qi on that layer of cyan protection and prohibition!

It's as if a knife has been slashed at a sturdy turtle shell.

"This ......"

Jin Mingyang's face was pale.

He was a dignified immortal, and under the blow of using a spiritual weapon, he couldn't even break a protective ban set by the other party, where did his face go?

In particular, under the witness of so many Mahayana monks, if this happens, then he will inevitably go back to all kinds of boasting, and then he Jin Mingyang will be disgraced and thrown into the eighteen sects.

Maybe they can be thrown out of the Thunder Mountains.

That's completely out of the circle.

At this moment, Jin Mingyang looked at the eyes of the people around him, and felt that the other party was laughing at him.

"I didn't expect you to use an immortal-level protective spirit weapon for an ordinary old man."

Jin Mingyang said casually and raised his long sword again.

He said this completely to save face for himself.

The aura of the human immortal level must be broken by the human immortal.

Although these Mahayana monks didn't quite believe Jin Mingyang's words, in order to save some face for Jin Mingyang, they pretended to have a sudden enlightenment.