Chapter Eighty-Three: Abnormal Movement
And in the blink of an eye.
Ming Bufan grabbed Li Xue and went to the city gate.
A few feet high is not enough for him to jump lightly, in the eyes of Ming Bufan, this city wall is not much different from a small threshold, just take a step to cross it.
"Who !!?"
The surrounding monks instantly soared into the sky and formed a circle, cautiously looking at the man standing on the city wall.
The spell in your hand is ready to be unleashed.
Ming Bufan's expression wrinkled slightly.
He didn't know what these monks were doing.
In this way, he turned out to be a monk who could walk in the air without using a magic weapon.
But the spells in their hands were a little low.
It's all illusory beasts, and they're very low-level.
Ming Bufan didn't feel the slightest threat.
Li Xue's expression was indifferent, she was not afraid, there was such a capable person here, what was she afraid of, although Ming Bufan did not say that she really wanted to protect her, but along the way, she also felt Ming Bufan's temperament clearly.
As long as he doesn't violate his bottom line, this person is not so terrible, and he is quite gentle on the whole.
"I'm just borrowing, I don't know the conditions for entering the city, there are many offenses, and I hope to trouble your brothers and sisters to raise their noble hands, and the two of us will not make trouble in the city. ”
After thinking about it, there were still only these words.
After all, he didn't speak in a low voice because of his extraordinary momentum, and these words were also said by him thinking hard.
However, the monk in this position would have a good temper.
Often this one calls and that one drinks.
And now it's like that again.
An unknown man broke into the national city and asked them to let the two of them go.
This is so arrogant, and the anger that I usually suffer also explodes.
"It seems that no one dares to talk to me like this now. ”
Several of them were furious.
Ming Bufan was puzzled, could it be that he said something wrong?
If you want to find fault with such words, you must be the enemy.
Ming Bufan is not the kind of person who thinks about things for a long time, he makes a judgment on everything immediately, and then he takes action.
In this way, the body instantly carried a huge force, like a fierce beast, faintly about to burst out in an instant.
But on the outside, you can't see anything at all, just like a volcano that is about to erupt, the silence is abnormal, and as long as there is an opportunity, it will erupt madly.
"Like, do you know what sin you've committed?"
"Forcibly breaking into the national city, the law pays attention to capital crimes!!"
"If you are captured, we can still ask for some mercy for you, and when you are executed, you will be given less pain, just a knife, if you still struggle to resist, you will be executed by Ling Chi!!"
One of the monks looked into Ming Bufan's eyes and said calmly, as if everything had been controlled by him.
Ming Bufan is still silent.
These monks are still a little afraid of Ming Bufan, just like jumping a few feet before, it is not something that ordinary monks can do.
And now it seems that Lingyun has no trace of it, and he is obviously a mortal.
They thought that Ming Bufan was the kind of top-notch wasteland hunter, otherwise how could a mortal have such ability.
A leveled Wasteland Hunter can kill a monk without the average monk noticing.
Although Ming Bufan is now under their eyelids, every move is very clear.
But they still didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, they were just gatekeepers, and their cultivation was not very advanced, and they were not even very proficient in the operation of the exercises.
How many catties and taels they have, they still know.
"That's fine, don't resist, I'm going to tie you two up now. ”
When the monk saw that Ming was silent, he lowered himself.
Li Xue is not afraid of anything, she has great confidence in Ming Bufan.
A cold light flashed in Ming Bufan's eyes, but at the moment when the monk approached, his brows instantly stretched, and the power in his body slowly dissipated, and he actually felt the anger of the monk who was close to him.
He didn't know about this change, because all the way around, Ming Bufan's footsteps were much faster, and he only got rid of the wild beasts that stood in his way.
He did not provoke the monks.
Now I can actually feel the intensity of the other party's anger.
Ming Bufan was a little shocked.
Isn't that the best way for him to judge a monk's cultivation?
When my mind moves, the feeling is clear.
The intensity of the vitality of this approaching monk suddenly showed in Ming Bufan's eyes, it was only seven inches, and a high-level monk in the spiritual realm, looking at the others, was similar, and it was a little lower.
But Ming Bufan didn't want to resist.
He came up with a way not to make a big deal out of it.
Looking at the monk who came to the body, he didn't make a move, although he could kill all the monks here in an instant, but he knew that there must be a Skyclave monk in this city.