Zheng Yiyu blended in the bustling crowd, and sometimes stopped in front of the stall selling groceries for a while, but his gaze was always out of sight, with the "Ice Meditation Grass" magic skill, he also had a passive skill of "knowing in the heart", this skill can track the slightest residual breath of the malicious person, of course, this is limited by the opponent's cultivation level, the time spent here, and whether he has the ability to evade detection.

This skill was the main reason why he was able to serve as a deacon of the Spiegel Division.

Wang Yanzhi, who has been keeping a distance from him, is a little nervous, he has no public office, he is a proper "ascetic practitioner at home", no matter how powerful Wei Ruoguang, the elder of the Gong Chuangong, can not teach him how to remain calm in this real enemy environment, so his hand holding the "Dongshan Pear" trembled slightly.

"Whether you buy it or not, it's all broken!"

The little student who sold pears couldn't help but blame him, this "Dongshan pear" is a specialty here, after a winter of storage, it can't stand the punishment, and it is pinched by Wang Yanzhi like this, and it doesn't look good, maybe it will rot because no one buys it.

"Oh, oh, buy two. ”

Wang Yanzhi was afraid that the other party would explode unpleasant and filthy words, so he threw two strings of mundane silver coins over, grabbed the two pears that he had pinched for a long time, and was about to pick them up, but found that Zheng Yiyu was gone.

Oh no, he didn't care about the pear, and hurriedly squeezed towards the place he remembered, but he knew that those lurking enemies would not be too far from here, because there were only seven or eight shops selling the monk's goods on this North Cross Street, and the opponent would not be so stupid and low-end.

"What a weirdo. The little boy muttered to himself, "I don't know what you think, it's not good to dislike my pears?" He picked up the pear and was about to take a look, but suddenly his figure staggered, a big man who didn't know how much it weighed, and he didn't know where it was thrown over, and it was smashing on him.

"Someone has robbed!"

"Run!

I don't know where a few voices came from, but this sound seemed to have magical power, and suddenly the entire crowded neighborhood was chaotic, and there were ordinary passers-by running around indiscriminately, wolves and pigs, and several shops on the street, I don't know who suddenly set fire to them, and soon, all kinds of crying, scolding, and fighting sounds came one after another, and the sword light surged in many places, and the monk guards of several monk supply stores had already fought with a group of monks who didn't know where they came from.

The Changning Chamber of Commerce's shop is the largest of the bunch, and it is also the focus of the struggle. Guarding this room was a slightly chubby spiritual-level consummation male cultivator, who was holding a bright silver sword in his hand, and was fighting fiercely with a Xuan-level monk.

Wang Yanzhi rushed here against the crowd running wildly, but saw that Zheng Yiyu had already joined the battle group, and he was holding a few emerald green bamboo slips in his hand, which was one of the magic weapons he usually used to fight.

Smack!

The three bamboo slips were thrown at the Xuan-level monk, raising blue or green light, and the bamboo slips that would have slowed down people's figures, or become sluggish, or fell into confusion, all failed to work, and the suppression of cultivation caused Zheng Yiyu's magic weapon to become no longer so practical. On the contrary, the fat monk in the middle of the battle group danced with a big sword in his hand, and it was fierce.

"Bully Lao Tzu, and don't look in a mirror!"

"You boys, go over there and help, don't get in the way here!"

"Hey, it hurts a lot, do you think I'm a bully at the spiritual level, don't you know that your grandfather Ming is very big?"

"Old man, I see that you still have a magic weapon around your waist, why don't you take it out and shine it too?"

"Why don't you speak, are you afraid that I will recognize your accent?"

He is a bit verbose, although his body is slightly fat, but his agility is not bad at all, and this sword-wielding Xuan-level monk can almost be tied, but it seems that he has not done his best, if he fights for a long time, maybe he will really win.

Zheng Yiyu didn't dare to be careless, the information he had showed that this pile of monks who came from an unknown chamber of commerce on the surface, but actually had a background of Chixiamen, there were at least two Xuan-level, and even, there was a scout under him, and he also proposed the possibility that there was a third Xuan-level monk on the other side. Now, he must fight his way to get one as soon as possible before he can join Wang Xiandao, a law enforcement elder who went to the rescue training team of the Nine-Man Regiment, and Huangfu Runsheng, the deacon of the War Division, who is on tour to prevent other disturbances.

"Do it!"

Zheng Yiyu didn't care about the chattering monks stationed in the Changning Chamber of Commerce, and gave Wang Yanzhi a look, and the two of them threw out several spirit runes one after another, the two who were slightly worth a little, and a few second-order runes, also threw their brains at the Xuan-level monks in the field, and suddenly, his figure was scattered, and three moves in a row were all dominated by the monks of the Changning Chamber of Commerce.

Rumble!

He threw out a fist-sized, red fruit-like thing, and before the thing landed, it burst open on the spot, releasing a large amount of thick red smoke, the smoke and dust were full of spicy and tearful coughing taste, at the same time, he swallowed a pill, avoided the influence of smoke and dust, jumped out, and went straight to Wang Yanzhi, who seemed to be the weakest, although the Qianshan Sect did not have a unified robe, but most of the people who could come over to help at this time were the children of the Qianshan Sect, compared with creating chaos and burning Donghu County, trying to kill the monks of the Qianshan Sect was the same goal of his trip。

Swish!

The edge of the short sword in his hand drew a lot of blood on Wang Yanzhi's face, if it weren't for the panic that Wang Yanzhi chose to retreat directly, this injury would probably be magnified a lot, and it was even enough to kill.

"Cold Wind Thundercloud Jue!"

Thundercloud convergence, this is the most powerful skill that Wang Yanzhi, who is already at the spiritual level, can perform, two light talismans are blessed, once again avoiding the opponent's almost fatal sword, rolling down to Zheng Yiyu's side, although he was flustered due to the injury in the first battle, but at the critical moment, he still forcibly settled his mind, and threw a Qingming talisman to rescue Zheng Yiyu who was in chaos, and at the same time, picked up a second-order quicksand talisman in his hand and threw it out.

After the martial arts, the patriarch and uncle Wang Xiandao has "educated" him, compared to victory and life, the spirit rune is a completely negligible thing, it should be used, it must be decisively shot, of course, not only theoretical support, in his bag, there are more than a dozen second-order runes of various colors, this is where it comes in.

The figure of the Xuan-level monk stagnated, but the clear thought made him swing his tail with a dragon snake, avoiding the influence range of the quicksand talisman, at this time more than two spirit level had returned to normal, even the spirit level consummation monk who was trapped in the smoke had also been free from the limit, his body was wet, and there was a lot of red powder sticking to it, I don't know what magic weapon was used, and he successfully created a light rain around his body, successfully dispelling the adverse effects of the smoke.

"The little old man is quite capable!"

"Is this thing expensive, how about selling me a few?"

"Come, let you taste Mingye's flying knife!"

He threw at least six throwing knives in a row, and these knives did not seem to be a set, but a separate individual, because each one was different in shape, size, and even the luster on it.

The Xuan-level cultivator also needed to avoid the interference of Zheng Yiyu and Wang Yanzhi, but after all, the others were experienced in fighting, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

That's not going to work!

Zheng Yiyu was about to find a way, when he suddenly found that there were a few more black lines on the ground that were as thick as little fingers, and there seemed to be black lines, twisting and turning, slowly spreading into the field where several people were fighting.

Not good!

He gave Wang Yanzhi a "retreat" look, threw out two ice talismans, put a water shield on himself, and withdrew from the battle group, but the Xuan-level monk didn't want to give Zheng Yiyu this opportunity, he has been looking for who is the weakest breakthrough, if he can defeat the enemy, the follow-up battle can be much easier, in the wheel battle of the three, his spiritual power loss is not small, of course, he has a third-order talisman in his hand, but he is not willing to use it at the moment.

Before the time came, the two apprentices would come to his aid, and he could see with his spare eyes that the eldest apprentice seemed to have killed a store guard and was stuffing something into his storage bag!

Stupidity!

He said in his heart, why do you want this at this time, is it possible that after this matter is completed, the reward is not rich enough?

Angry, he did not let his guard down, he already had an old golden bell in his hand, and tried to shake the bell while dodging the thunderclouds that kept falling lightning in the air.

Wrong!

He suddenly felt an abrupt Xuan-level aura, although it was not strong, but this aura was not any of his companions, and he looked left and right, trying to find out the source of that aura.

Sudden change!

A few pitch-black branches suddenly bounced up from the ground and shot at him who was still moving from side to side, what was this?

The branches are soft and flexible, and each one has a few small claw-like special things attached to it, and once it touches the body, it immediately sticks to the robe, and it is completely impossible to shake off!

Damn it!

He took advantage of the opportunity to dodge, sacrificed the aura shield, and decisively threw himself a first-order fire talisman!

The strange black branch retreated slightly, but then climbed towards him at a faster speed, he quickly dodged, put away the old golden bell, and had a bright silver dagger in his hand, and waved the magic weapon in his hand continuously, wanting to cut off this strange black branch, although the effect was immediate, but he felt three consecutive beats coming behind him.

It's Zheng Yiyu!

Although the bamboo slips have not been effective, but it is only a matter of probability, he has never given up this means of attack, taking advantage of the fact that the other party is troubled by the black branches, the trick is repeated, this time the three bamboo slips, one of them is lucky, just caused the figure of the Xuan-level monk to pause for a moment.

This is the moment!

The spirit level of the Changning Chamber of Commerce has been deceitful, and three flying knives have been inserted in his back in a row.

Yes!

Severe pain struck, although the wound caused by this flying knife was not big, but it seemed to have a violent effect on enhancing the pain, he instantly felt that his whole body was twisted by the pain, and the aura in his body became disordered, and the original cling was not tight, and he cut off a lot of black branches, and he took this opportunity to climb up, tying him up like a barrel.

Die!

Compared with Wang Yanzhi, who had not yet decided where to stab, Zheng Yiyu's movements were merciless, and a sword pierced the opponent's chest, but he was still not sure who this black branch came from, but after a period of contact, he "knew it in his heart" and judged that this person was not malicious.

"Not bad!"

"You two are good, introduce yourself, my name is Ming Jiu!" the slightly chubby Changning Chamber of Commerce resident monk introduced himself, "Which of you is this black branch?"

"Wang Yanzhi (Zheng Yiyu)!"

The two hurriedly saluted and greeted, "This black branch is not ours," Zheng Yiyu shouted calmly, "I don't know which Taoist friend is helping us in secret, please show up!"

He asked himself that in the Asa Mountain Sect, except for the head of the sect and a few elders, he almost knew roughly the methods of all the monks of the same level, and he had not heard of anyone with such skills.

"It's me!" After a carriage that had been hastily discarded, a woman with her hair pulled up and her skirt swaying came out, it was Qiu Zhenzhen, who had always called herself the lady of the house.

"Who is this?" Ming Jiu didn't recognize this plump and good-looking woman, his eyes wandered involuntarily, and he couldn't help licking his slightly dry lips.

"I'm the insider of the head of Jiang, you can call me Mrs. Qiu, of course, I don't mind calling me Qiu Daoyou, just call my seniors, I'm not that old. Her flowers trembled slightly, and her wavy hair fell again, covering her slightly powdered eyeliner, revealing a different style.

............

Huangfu Runsheng finished off the Xuan-level monk who was still struggling in front of him with a sword, which can be regarded as the end of this sudden battle. The town guard's mansion was already on fire, and although there was nothing of value in it, he still sent Wu Tiande to put out the fire immediately.

When his team arrived here, the Town Guard Mansion had been captured by a group of strongmen, and he had to immediately organize an offensive and fight with one Xuan level and two Spirit Level, trying to resolve the battle as soon as possible in order to rescue the things in the Town Guard Mansion.

Young people are amazing.

If he didn't work hard, he would soon be caught up, and he couldn't help but sigh that in the battle, if Wu Tiande and Zheng Yiming were not on the side to interfere with the plundering formation, I am afraid that he would be more than lucky, maybe it was he who fell to the ground at this time.

"It's a pity that one of them ran away. Huangfu Runsheng secretly thought, but it is expected that a spirit level will not rise too much storm, "Hurry up and put out the fire, this town guard mansion is the symbol of this place, if it burns into a scorched earth, I am afraid that it will lose the popularity of the people here." ”

"Yes!"

Wu Tiande mended a sword on the two monks on the ground, wiped the blood stains on their clothes, and then stood up and looked for suitable fire extinguishing objects, the heart is really not good, maybe it can be better with a few ice talismans, but it can be saved or saved, and the tattered town guard mansion around it does not look like there is anything valuable, and suddenly found that Wang Yi ran over from a distance.

"Master Yi, why are you here?"

"Go, go, naturally come to help, do you see their team of people who have come here to train?" Wang Yi's eyes only noticed the town guard mansion that was still smoking in the distance, but accidentally stepped on a soft thing.

What is it?

He looked down, but it was a scattered palm, and he was suddenly startled, and then looked at Huangfu Runsheng's back, there was gurgling blood left, "Huangfu senior, are you injured?"

"It's okay, it's not serious, old arms and legs, it's not as good as you young people. Huangfu Runsheng laughed self-deprecatingly, called Zheng Yiming, and went to the town guard mansion first. Zheng Yiming, who is at the spiritual level, was coerced by him halfway, and now it seems that his decision is still right.

"Don't worry about your sister-in-law yet," Wu Tiande knew Wang Yi's careful thoughts, "I said Master Yi, don't be stunned, hurry up and help put out the fire, and you won't be missing in the credit book when you go back." ”

"You kid, what's there to covet about this, I didn't help much. ”

Wang Yi subconsciously retorted, but suddenly remembered in his heart that if it was really as Wu Tiande said, if he could add a name to the merit book, he would be able to add some points in front of his sister.

Damn, I knew I shouldn't have picked up that pearl jewelry on the road, I should have come earlier.

............

On the tranquil East Lake, the water is shining, and the figure of a gray-robed monk is rapidly shuttling on the water, with the help of a red leaf-like magic weapon, he is constantly moving on the water surface like a dragonfly, and his unstable figure occasionally splashes a large splash, and quickly swept away into the distance, which is a spiritual-level monk who escaped before.

He had a lot of wounds on his body, and at this time, the blood had not yet clotted.

"Damn, it's a barbaric method, it's not a monk's act at all!" he looked down at his bloody lower body, and the intense pain hit him, causing him to stagger and almost fall unsteadily in the lake.

"When the master recovers, he will definitely take revenge, you shallow mountain miscellaneous people who use these methods will all die!" He thought of the ruffian-like figure, and made a vicious oath, but suddenly remembered that his uncle seemed to have fallen, and couldn't help but shudder, this trip to the shallow mountain sect originally had the advantage of numbers and cultivation, but he didn't expect to be ambushed by the other party, and he didn't know where so many opponents suddenly came out.

He got up and jumped again, flying over a deserted island, intending to take a Rejuvenation Pill and meditate for a while, which was already far away from the town guard's mansion, believing that it should be safe.

Boom!

He heard a slight sound of the sword coming out of its sheath, and hurriedly jumped forward, and sure enough, in the grass on the shore, a monk suddenly came out, and on his left and right sides, two figures appeared at the same time.

Three monks? He was shocked in his heart, but he immediately calmed down, and there were only three and a half children in front of him, and his cultivation was also very low, and the highest one was also a fourfold spiritual level.

Hum!

Originally, he just wanted to leave quickly, and when he had this opportunity, he just killed you to take revenge, took your head, and went back to explain, he reluctantly took out his long sword and went straight to one of the smallest monks.

Bite!

His long sword struck a small shield of the opponent, but it did not make a difference, and the two monks behind him took advantage of the situation to bully him, and the magic weapons in their hands stabbed at his left and right ribs respectively.

Immature!

Sure enough, it was a few chicks, he just lowered his head, and a second-order fire talisman in his hand had already been handed over, and he went straight to a young man behind him, only to hear a burst with a scorching wave of air, and the impact of the fire talisman had already blown the opponent's chest to black, and he stumbled into the water.

"Brother Xin!"

When he heard this miserable cry, his heart became a little happier, and even his lower body, which was in constant pain, and his left hand, which was also not lightly blown up by the fiery charm, seemed to be less painful.

Let's kill you all, he thought about it, but suddenly he felt a sudden weight in his body, as if he was out of his control.

When I looked up, a figure was falling straight down from mid-air, like a black iron tower.