But even if he left, he knew that the monk on duty would definitely not let him go so easily.

The sentence just now, he deliberately said it so loudly that the people around him could hear it, to find a reason for himself to say the past on the surface, and at the same time to see if he could arouse the hatred of these people.

After all, the people here in Bihan City are all gathered from other places, and if you really want to talk about it, everyone is from all over the world.

If today's Song family can suspect conviction just by their geographical origin, then who knows if it will happen to them in the future

Although this kind of thinking will not bring him much convenience, after all, driven by the nature of the monk to seek profit and avoid danger, it is definitely impossible to count on these people to help, but it is not bad to be able to stabilize them and not help the Song family to deal with him together under the influence of clinging to the interests of the powerful.

As soon as his words fell, the monk on duty became furious, and the cold city had been peaceful for many years, and in the face of the law enforcement team, no one dared to resist much.

Even if he wronged Wang Zhong, as long as it is found out that it has nothing to do with him, it will be okay if the time comes, and the Song family will make such an arrangement, and in this vicinity, which monk dares not to obey

"Hmph, it's sharp-toothed and sharp-tongued, partial life is that you foreign monks are not big, small, unregulated, and not far away from today's line of history, you have to go, you have to go, if you don't go, you have to stay, let me stay."

The monk shouted, and suddenly smoke rose in his hand, and a spinning Qimen magic weapon was used as a hood for Wang Zhong.

When this magic weapon flew out of his hand, it was still a cloud of smoke, but as soon as it fell into the air, it instantly grew to about the size of an acre, and countless hook-like sharp blades fell from the clouds, like rows of wind chimes, hanging all over the sky, and the entire cloud fell directly towards the king.

And at the same time as it fell, there were also extremely mana blooming on these hooks and sickles, like flying sword qi, pouring down like raindrops, faintly forming a strange formation, which made people unavoidable.

This monk's move is a great move, where there is a half-point appearance of capturing people alive, which is also the anger in his heart before.

Wang Zhong's cultivation in the early stage of foundation building fluctuated significantly, and he looked far inferior to him, but it gave him a lot of pressure, which suddenly made him feel unhappy.

In the face of the sudden pressure, although Wang Zhongli had expected it, he was still shocked by the movement of this monk, if not for anything else, because of this level of luxury, it is really not comparable to monks in other places.

This monk doesn't say anything else, just talking about the countless hooks and sickles under this acre of clouds, every king can feel that this is a real magic weapon, that is to say, he has a good hand, and there are nearly dozens of magic weapons used at the same time.

Although these magic weapons have a single shape and are arranged in formation, so it is not difficult to control, but a single monk can have so many magic weapons at one time, which in itself is a manifestation of wealth.

You must know that in a place like the Chiyang Sect, a low-level cultivator can have three or five magic weapons, which is considered good.

Even if it is a foundation building monk, it is impossible to take out so many magic weapons at one time, and it is already great to have more than ten pieces of it for himself and his apprentices. Of course, those with deep backgrounds certainly don't count.

Mu Xu large clouds carry a boundless edge sharp downward strangulation, changed to an ordinary monk, the body is locked, there is no way to avoid, can only fight hard, but the opponent dozens of magic weapons smashed together, if you fight, you will definitely not be able to fight.

So this can be said to be very simple and rude, and it is a fair and honest "strength crushing".

As soon as the monk's cloud light and magic weapon came out and locked Wang Zhong, his heart was suddenly settled, and the seal in his hand kept changing, and the speed at which the cloud light fell was immediately three points faster.

Between the lightning and flint, Wang Zhong stepped on his footsteps, and he didn't see any magic weapons flying out of his body, and a torrent of white mana slammed into the top of his head in the face of powerful coercion.

The monk saw that Wang Zhong was in a hurry, and he only casually played a mana, and he felt that this battle was safe, it seemed that these monks from the poor countryside really didn't have many means.

A moment later, the pure torrent of mana clashed with the clouds, and the first thing to meet was the dense group of hook and sickle-like magic weapons, but what no one expected was that the next situation turned out to be so weird.

Originally, everyone thought that the monk of Nine Rivers City was not only mediocre in momentum, but also had little strength, and was definitely not the opponent of the monk on duty, but they didn't expect that the contact between the two was only a blink of an eye, and the hook and sickle magic weapons hanging under the cloud began to sway from side to side like a drunk drunk.

Not to mention the mana of sword qi, he couldn't even keep himself running, bursts of spiritual light flickered and flickered alternately, and soon these magic weapons were like dumplings, looking into the sky and falling, there was no breath of mana aura.

The monk on duty himself was also stunned by this strange situation, and only after a breath did he react, and the seal in his hand kept punching out one after another, trying to stabilize the situation.

But in this short period of time, all the magic weapons hanging under his cloudlight fell, and they all lost their sense of contact with him the moment they fell, and no matter how much he collected them, he couldn't get them back.

And the white mana has not been consumed yet, there is still most of it, stirring the wind and clouds towards the clouds in the sky and rushing up.

The monk on duty immediately shouted in his heart that it was not good, and this Jiuhe monk didn't know what means he used, erasing all his connections with the magic weapon, if he let his mana rush into the clouds, then he didn't want the clouds.

In fact, his ability to smash people with an overwhelming hook and sickle magic weapon is focused on this cloud light, which is a magic weapon that he carefully condensed with his own secret method, and then referred to a method obtained in the Song family's library Pavilion.

The main function is to control many magic weapons with a specific formation, so that the monk can pass through this layer of clouds, and at the same time use more magic weapons, with the continuous bombardment of many magic weapons, the opponent of the same realm will definitely not have a chance to breathe, and it will be easily taken down.

Moreover, this magic weapon has not yet matured, if it becomes a real magic weapon after the sacrifice is matured, the power of this treasure will increase, and the magic weapons that can dominate will also be doubled, and the magic weapons that can accommodate the number of Zhou Tian will be able to accommodate at most.

At that time, the three hundred and sixty-five magic weapons were arranged in a specific formation and blasted out together, even those elite children of the high-ranking sects were afraid and did not dare to deal with their edge head-on.

Therefore, these hook and sickle weapons used to attack can be destroyed inexplicably, but this cloud of light must not be destroyed by the king.

With an exclamation, this person didn't say a word, and directly called back this magic weapon Yuan Fetus, and then raised his hand to shoot out a chaotic cloud of air, setting off a storm of clouds around it.

After the storm, this man took advantage of the chaos and ran away first.