The two cold lights came in a stunning momentum, and they would rescue the enemy, which forced Sun Heng, who was about to make a contribution, to retreat.

Swish!

The cold lights intertwined and danced in the sky, forming two halos in front of the Ma Dao Ren, guarding him behind.

Sun Heng pulled back, staring at the two things in front of him with a gloomy expression.

These two cold lights are a flying knife the size of a palm. The blade is shining brightly, and the sharp air overflows for more than a foot, making people feel stinging in their eyes.

The other one is a three-fork flying blade about one foot long, with a gray aura that is surrounded by gloomy meaning.

The flying blade slashed across the ground, and the earth immediately disappeared into thin air like a foreign object, with a stream of soil disappearing out of thin air. It can be seen how powerful it is.

"This brother, please show mercy!"

One person floated out of the crowd, and with a wave of his hand, the flying knife returned to him, spinning around like a living thing, dancing with dazzling lights.

"I am in the lower house, Cui Yuzhi, and now he is the yamen to arrest evil immortals."

This man has a gentle face, a graceful sleeve, and a literati-like attitude. He bowed to Sun Heng, and said softly with a soft tone: "Brother, I admire him. But even if you kill an immortal master, you will probably not be able to bear the consequences!"

"It turned out to be Master Cui"

Sun Heng nodded. When this person appeared, the whispers of the people watching around him had already revealed his identity in advance.

The yamen monks on the sixth level of Qi training have been sitting here for some time, responsible for maintaining public security in the town.

but……

Sun Heng's voice sank, and he asked in a muffled voice: "Sir Cui is the evil-attacking immortal master, and he came here early. Why didn't he say anything when Taoist Ma attacked me? Now, he has been defending him?"

"Could it be that he can kill me! I can kill him, but I can't?"

His voice was dull, and although there was no fluctuation, his suppressed anger was undoubtedly revealed.

It seems that it is venting the anger that has been in my heart for a long time.

While opening his mouth, Sun Heng even used some tricks of sound wave skills.

This brought a strange infectious force to his voice, which could penetrate the heart and quietly affect other people's thoughts.

People with weak will are particularly susceptible to it.

As his voice fell, the eyes of the people around him changed slightly, especially many martial arts practitioners, who looked at Master Cui with the same anger.

"this……"

Facing the glare of everyone, Cui Yu's face froze.

Disputes between those who practice Dharma and martial arts.

In the court, it must be equal, but now the court is weak, and its relationship with the Immortal Alliance has long changed from suppression to cooperation.

The status of the Immortal Sect is even more transcendent. Most people in the yamen dare not and will not care about what the people who practice the Dharma do!

But at this time, this kind of thing is obviously not suitable for saying it.

"Brother Sun."

That's right, another person stepped out of the crowd.

This person has a strong figure, a steady temperament, and is dressed up in a strong outfit, but he is a martial arts practitioner.

However, as soon as he appeared, even Cui Yuzhidu took a slight step and bowed slightly. Obviously, his identity and strength were absolutely extraordinary.

"I'm in the process of Huang Daorong, I think Brother Sun should have heard of my name."

"One palm rides the wind and Huang Daorong!"

"The deputy chief of the government office, leads the defense force of the city, and is a mid-stage expert in the innate stage!"

"I didn't expect him to be here too!"

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and everyone was heard.

What surprised Sun Heng the most was that as soon as he spoke, he broke the influence of his sonic power on others without leaving any trace.

Moreover, this person was not very powerful and had a bad appearance. As soon as he appeared, he naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the field. Even Cui Yuzhi, the man who practiced the Dharma, became a foil by his side!

If you can break through the natural barrier of the realm when the skills are cut off, this person's strength is absolutely unfathomable.

"So it's Captain Huang!"

Sun Heng bowed and bowed: "I don't know what happened today, what will Captain Huang tell you?"

"Ha ha……"

Huang Daorong raised his head slightly and smiled at the sky: "It's just a common battle between warriors in the world. We martial artists are inevitably slandering our lives in the competition! If Brother Sun is willing, this matter will be abandoned, so there is no need to mention it again, how about it?"

What he implied was to take the charge of murder for Sun Heng.

Even I am afraid that even the murder of Daoren Ma's son would be exposed and no longer investigated.

This is simply blatantly favoring Sun Heng!

“Wow…”

A sound of depression came from all around.

Some unpleasant eyes came from the eyes of many practitioners.

Especially when Ma Daoren, who was lying on the ground and desperately suppressing his injuries, his throat was sweet and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

Even Sun Heng, who had already made up his mind, could not help but feel a sudden thunder, and his face showed signs of consciousness.

"Catcher Huang, this is inappropriate!"

Before Sun Heng could speak, a cold voice came from the crowd.

As the sound rang out, an old man with a thin, hunched body and wrinkles on his face stepped out of the crowd.

This person had a discomfortable cold air, which also left a few feet away.

And the gloomy fork in the field also paused quietly and flew to him.

He looked at Sun Heng, his deep eyes were chilling, and he spoke slowly: "As far as I know, this boy not only killed several warriors today, but also a casual cultivator of the Immortal Way, who also died at his hands!"

"ah!"

Someone screamed in a low voice, and there were several hatred eyes, staring at Sun Heng like a needle, obviously from a group of people who practiced the Dharma.

Killing warriors and killing those who practice methods are completely different concepts!

Even the Ouyang sisters looked at Sun Heng with a little more shocked look, and their bodies subconsciously moved away.

"It's you, that shopkeeper!"

Seeing the person coming clearly, Sun Heng raised his eyebrows.

This person was the old man who sold him the ghost gourd in Huoshan Fairy House.

He smiled coldly at the other party and said, "Shopkeeper, you can eat food randomly, and you can't talk randomly!"

"I didn't say anything."

The old man shook his head, squinted his eyes and pointed to the ghost gourd around Sun Heng's waist, and said, "This thing is called the ghost gourd, which is the object of a person who practices the Dharma name Di Fu."

He looked up, glanced around and said coldly: "As far as I know, that Di Fu has not appeared for a long time! Now it seems that he has been killed!"

Kill and seize treasure!

The noise is coming again!

The treasure is touching.

Killing people and catching treasures has always happened, but because of this, people who do such things are especially hated!

Even because of his identity as a warrior, Huang Daorong, who was partial to Sun Heng, couldn't help but look down, and looked at Sun Heng and asked, "Mr. Zong Si's words are true?"

"It turns out that the store owner is the fourth leader of the Wu Lao Immortal Temple!"

Sun Heng did not answer, but instead looked at the store with a faint smile and said, "It seems that the Fourth Head Office is really a noble person who forgets things. At that time, this ghost gourd was bought for me by your own hands."

His mouth moved slightly and continued to speak: "But the store owner, you know that this thing was being secretly tampered with, but you didn't tell me, and it was almost in danger. I haven't settled the score with you yet, so you came to the door first!"

After he finished speaking, some people who were familiar with the style of the Five Old Immortal Temple had a slightly changed face and became unstable.

"Little guy, don't try to make a quibble!"

Zong Si suddenly sniffed, glaring at Sun Heng: "It's no point to say anything, but this ghost gourd is on you, how do you explain it?"

"Why do you need to explain?"

Sun Heng laughed and played with a single finger: "Shopkeeper, aren't you just talking about it? Moreover, I still remember that you demonstrated the method of the ghost gourd to control me."

"Just like this!"

"clatter……"

Two drops of essence and blood jumped out of his fingertips like lead and mercury, and lightning flashed towards the old man.

The confused green phosphine ghost smoke in the sky also suddenly swayed, turning into an arrow, accompanied by the shrill ghost roar, shooting towards the old man.

The bird's phoenix ghost smoke was fierce, the ghostly spirit was vast, and the acres of black clouds were as powerful as the sky, and it crashed downwards!
To be continued...