Yu Changfeng suddenly shouted: "Don't talk nonsense!"

This loud shout startled everyone in the hall. In the past, when this door encountered a strong enemy, his father was always chic and free, calmly retreating from the enemy, Yu Jiarong had never seen his father so serious, and asked carefully: "Daddy, what's wrong?"

Yu Changfeng's expression was a little fixed, and he said, "It's okay." Don't say such arrogant things in the future. Seeing that the sun was in the middle of the sky, he said, "Let's eat." ”

After lunch, Yu Jialian took a nap, practiced with the disciples, and in the evening, after dinner, he went up the mountain to find Zhang Heng, did not enter the Buddha Jue Temple, and saw Zhang Heng in the middle of the mountain.

Zhang Heng sat alone on a boulder, supporting his forehead with his hand, and was pondering. Yu Jiarong walked lightly, and when he walked five feet away from him, Zhang Heng raised his head and asked, "Miss Yu, what are you doing?"

Yu Jiarong said: "I don't have anything to do, I just came to talk to my son." What are you doing here?"

Zhang Heng said: "The murderer first killed the people of the Red Leaf Sect in the north direction, followed by the Oolong Heroes in the east, the Pegasus Gang in the southeast, and the Wushan Gang in the southwest. ”

Only then did Yu Jiarong know that he was thinking about today's four murders, and said, "In this way, the enemy's next place to move may be Xingyang City in the west?"

Zhang Heng nodded.

Yu Jiarong said: "But the matter has happened, and the people of the Five Sects have also intervened, they should have left Ezhou by this time, right?"

Zhang Heng said: "They are doing this to undermine the morale of the righteous path, and they will not simply kill a few people and leave." Then he fell into deep thought.

After a while, Yu Jiarong asked, "How did you think about the matter of accepting apprentices?"

Zhang Heng said: "I have been investigating these four homicides this afternoon, and I haven't had time to consider the matter of accepting prisoners. ”

Yu Jiarong said: "The murder case is presided over by five masters, not to mention that Fojue Temple has laid a net of heaven and earth, Zhang Gongzi doesn't have to worry about this matter, right?"

Zhang Heng said: "Although the strength is weak, we must also contribute a little strength, the murderer is ruthless and abnormal, if it is not uprooted as soon as possible, more colleagues will suffer." Looking up at the sky, seeing the jade rabbit hanging high, he stood up and said, "It's almost the time for the enemy to make a move, and I have to go to Xingyang City to have a look." ”

Yu Jiarong thought that the people of Xiaoyao Valley would live in Xingyang City, and if the enemy really did something in Xingyang City, the people of this sect might suffer, so she followed.

The two of them came to Xingyang City, sneaking in secret, and paying attention to the surrounding movements, Zhang Heng wondered in his heart: "Why didn't the Buddha Jue Temple set up a guard in the city? Is it sure that the murderer will not appear here?"

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Murder!"

Yu Jiarong was shocked when she heard this, the direction where the voice came from was the house where everyone lived in Xiaoyao Valley, and she thought that the enemy was picking on the leaders of various sects and factions, and said worriedly: "It's not good, could it be my father..."

I saw that the door of the house was wide open, and all the people from Xiaoyao Valley were wearing clothes and rushing to the front yard. In the middle of the courtyard was a man lying on the ground, a pool of blood beneath him.

Although Yu Jiarong couldn't see the man's face, he saw that his hair was gray, his body was slender, and his heart was cold.

Zhang Heng shook forward, turned the man over, checked the pulse, had already stopped, and then probed his snort, but there was a trace of heat.

Yu Jiarong glanced at it, and saw that although the man was old, he had no beard on his face, and he was not his father, but the law enforcement elder of his own sect, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhang Heng jumped on the roof, carrying the "Sentence Xuanmiao", only to see his feet off the roof, hanging in the air, a bird-headed priest appeared behind him, the priest's wings flapped, the staff in his hand lightly, a large piece of blue light spread, quickly shrouded within a radius of several miles, the luminous light fell overwhelmingly, like stars falling, very beautiful.

Under the blessing of Zhang Heng, his heart was clear, and he was aware of it for a moment, pointing to the east and shouting: "Miss Yu, you take the disciples of Xiaoyao Valley to chase over!"

In an instant, he swept over the dozen rows of houses, saw two black shadows fleeing, and shouted, "Stop!"

One of them shook his hand, and a large black shadow flew towards Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng couldn't recognize what kind of way this black shadow was, and greeted him with a Xuanyuan palm.

With his cultivation at the moment, this is the poison technique and the soul control technique, and it will also be swept away by his thick palm, ensuring that he will not be harmed by it, but the black shadow suddenly turned into a human form, flashed to the side in mid-air, avoided the Xuanyuan palm wind, and let out a strange laugh, and the black claws grabbed Zhang Heng's temple from the side.

This time it was much to Zhang Heng's surprise, he hurriedly made a thousand pounds and fell downward, avoiding the opponent's claw attack, but he heard the sound of the wind, and three sharp black rays attacked from below.

Zhang Heng saw that there was only one person left below, and the other person escaped to attack with the help of the black shadow, and he was secretly shocked in his heart: "What kind of evil art is this?" shouted at the moment: "Zhu Rong burned!" A small fireball appeared in the palm of his hand, and when the fireball and the black mang met, with a bang, the fireball exploded and turned into a curtain of fire, which was like a storm, and after the black mang was neutralized, it continued to press to the ground.

With a bang, a sea of fire rose on the ground, illuminating the vicinity red and bright. The flames swirled and whirred, as if countless powerful hands were about to tear and crush all darkness.

Under such an offensive, the enemy below will not be spared, Zhang Heng's heart is wide, and he uses his palm to deal with the enemy above, as soon as he looks up, he can't help but exclaim: The enemy below somehow also reached above him, at this time, the two enemies waved the wheel blade at the same time, the white light was shining, dazzling.

These two people cooperate skillfully, the direction of the attack is both tricky and vicious and leaky, Zhang Heng's frost and snow are not on his body, and it is bound to be unable to dissolve, so he has to turn his true qi into an air cover to resist.

Through the short fight just now, Zhang Heng concluded that these two people could break through the defense, and they might even hit him hard, but other than that, there was no other way, and there was only a dead end in vain to resist. He blamed himself for his carelessness, and he couldn't help but speculate about the origin of these two fierce rivals.

At the last moment, he heard an old voice shouting: "The demon is dead!" Zhang Heng felt that the wind was blowing from above, blowing so much that he couldn't breathe, suffocated inside, and fell down. Finally, he cultivated to a deep level, adjusted his breath in a moment, flung his sleeves down, and the gentle wind lifted him up.

He landed safely, and when he looked up, a red-robed old monk floated in the air, his eyes were like electricity, and he coldly swept towards the two people on the opposite roof, who were the first Xinzhi monks in the Discipline Hall.