Early the next morning, Wang Zijia took out the paper kite under the eyes of Xiang Feifei and flew towards the outside of the sect.

This paper kite was sent down a few days ago, and it is considered his work "car", brand new!

If you rush at full speed, the speed can reach more than 100 or 200 yards per hour, although for flying, it can still only be regarded as floating, but for Wang Zijia's current cultivation, it is not slow.

In terms of mission information, the marked place is not too far, just around Wanyu Sect, the area where the outer families are located. Strictly speaking, they are all in the sect.

However, because the scope of Wanyu Sect is too large, the overall distance is not close.

Early in the morning, Wang Zijia rode the paper kite at full speed, and stopped once on the way, and when it was almost noon, he completely left the range of the Dao vein of Wanyu Sect and entered the territory of the outer family.

After another pause, Wang Zijia took out the detailed rune map around the sect that Xiang Fei Fei had prepared for him, and between the fluctuations of mana, the spiritual light on the map flickered, and one by one marks began to emerge from the map.

"It's almost there, it should be half an hour away!"

Wang Zijia spoke, after confirming the direction, turned over his hand and put away the map, jumped on the paper kite again, and flew towards the destination.

"Touching ······"

"Who are you, do you know how ······ it is to rob the disciples of Wanyu Sect?"

When there was still more than ten minutes to fly away from the destination, Wang Zijia suddenly looked slightly stunned, sensing some faint battle fluctuations.

Frowning for a moment, he found the source of the fluctuation in a forest below.

I saw five people covered in black gray mist, besieging a middle-aged man in his forties.

The middle-aged man doesn't look young anymore, but his cultivation is only a junior boy, and he has only been practicing for more than ten years. Obviously, this is a left-behind monk from a left-behind family with extremely inferior talents.

What attracted Wang Zijia's attention was that the other party was not only wearing a somewhat old sect miscellaneous servant costume, but also wearing the monk logo of the Zhang family.

Because of the relationship between the Xiang family and the Zhang family, Wang Zijia stopped the paper kite and carefully looked at the five people who were besieging him for a moment.

Because of the strange concealment methods, the five people don't really look like each other, but because of the battle, the cultivation is very certain.

The two main attacks are junior boys, and the remaining three reinforcements are not monks, but innate martial artists. But they all have three or four hundred years of skill, and they can barely be considered combat power.

The five of them don't seem to know any magic, and the battle relies on martial arts and a few talismans, poor foot picking, and a standard low-level loose cultivation configuration. It is also because of this that the five people besieged the Zhang family monk who was obviously very crotch-pulling, but they also failed to make a quick contribution.

It seems that the time to fight is not short.

Such a battle, in the eyes of today's Wang Zijia, is not even a rookie pecking at each other.

After figuring out the situation, Wang Zijia had a thought and drove the paper kite to land downward.

"Senior Brother Wang, please help!" As soon as Wang Zijia landed not far above the heads of several people, he was noticed, and the besieged Zhang family was overjoyed, "These people actually dare to commit robbery in this realm, and their identities are not innocent." ”

"Withdraw!"

Almost at the same time, the besiegers also discovered Wang Zijia on the paper kite, and the leader decisively ordered a retreat.

Those who can ride paper kites alone are at least the outer disciples of Wanyu Sect.

And no matter how garbage the outer disciples are, it is not too difficult to clean them up. In between, they are not creatures of the same level at all.

Wang Zijia frowned slightly, five earthy yellow spears appeared, and with Wang Zijia gently waved his hand, the five spears turned into sharp swords and headed towards the retreating five.

"Hmm!"

"Humph!"

"Wave!"

Four muffled snorts and flesh penetrations sounded almost simultaneously, and three innate martial artists and a junior boy were pinned to the ground by spears piercing their chests.

Only the junior boy who led the way, actually at the moment when Wang Zijia's spear was on the body, a jade pendant flashed on his waist, and a shield appeared, which dealt a fatal blow to him, and the jade pendant was also shattered.

After he saw this situation clearly, his complexion changed drastically, and he raised his hand to shoot out a talisman, and his figure, which was originally shrouded in gray mist, turned into a black streamer, and rushed into the forest and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This level of garbage has made him run away, does he want to have a face?

Wang Zijia frowned, beckoned again, and a spear also turned into a streamer, and rushed into the forest after him.

"Ahh

After a scream, there was no other movement.

But then, Wang Zijia's brows did not stretch because of this, but wrinkled even tighter. His eyes looked at the other four who had been pinned to the ground by him deliberately avoiding their hearts.

The moment these four people screamed in the forest, the gray mist on the surface of their bodies fluctuated in unison, and they all vomited blood and died.

Looking at this scene, Wang Zijia frowned and said to the monk of the Zhang family: "Who are these people?" It doesn't look like a simple robbery. ”

"Back to Senior Brother Wang's words, I don't know below." The middle-aged man saluted respectfully to Wang Zijia and replied as such.

"You know me?" The reason why Wang Zijia made such a decisive move, in addition to the fact that the other party is a miscellaneous member of the sect, this Senior Brother Wang also has a lot to do with it.

"In the next Zhang Zhiwen, the left-behind monk of the Zhang family received a message from the seventeenth sister Zhang Yurou, and specially took over this garrison mission to assist Senior Brother Wang to complete the task. Therefore, it is natural to recognize the senior brother. ”

Between the words, Zhang Zhiwen glanced at Wang Zijia and added: "Moreover, Senior Brother Wang's name as the genius son-in-law of the Xiang family has long spread among our good families, and there is no shortage of greetings in the clan. ”

Wang Zijia was stunned, he was famous for eating soft rice???

Then he frowned again and said suspiciously: "Assist me in completing the garrison mission?" If I'm not mistaken, this time it seems to be a solo mission, and it's only been for twenty years. ”

"Yes! The garrison mission of the sect mission system really only needs one person. Zhang Zhiwen looked at Wang Zijia and explained carefully: "But because this time it is a wandering crime, the scope of the impact is not small, but each town is not too serious. ”

"Therefore, it is impossible for the law enforcement team to build a purification formation in each team to deal with the pollution, so it needs to be dealt with centrally. Therefore, in addition to your garrison mission, Senior Brother, there are also several people who are responsible for carrying the contaminated corpse. ”

"Because it's almost a convenient thing, there is no need for the law enforcement team to issue a task, and we, the left-behind disciples, can't do that way. Who knows, he went out to transport the corpse, and he met the robber. ”

"So you don't know what these people do?" Wang Zijia came to the four corpses that were nailed to the ground, and said while probing.

"Yes." Zhang Zhiwen followed behind Wang Zijia, watched Wang Zijia inspect the corpse, and replied: "I thought at first that it was a death, purely a robbery. But after you revealed your means, looking at the situation of a few people dying, it doesn't look like a pure casual cultivation. ”