Night falls.

Hanghe City is very quiet.

Even the bustling Fireworks Willow Alley on weekdays seems quiet. Chunhua House and Qingfeng House, two brothels where courtesans frequent, are also empty.

curfew order.

The deaths of several martial arts masters in succession have caused a sensation throughout Hanghe City.

Chu Yunkang, the master of the Black Tiger Martial Arts School, Jiang Dashi, the master of the Panshi Martial Arts School, and Bai Yunfei, the master of the Yunzhong Martial Arts School. It can be said that half of the masters of the six major martial arts schools are dead.

Including the disciples in the martial arts hall and some idle people, more than twenty people died.

The death state of each person is extremely miserable, with their head missing, their heart ripped out, or their whole body without a single piece of intact flesh and blood, just like evil spirits killing people.

The curfew prohibits people in Hanghe City from going out at night, but there are still a group of people who can move around at night.

That is the Hanghe County police officer.

Zhuo Yuanhang led his three disciples, Zhuo Changtong, Wang Ning, and Bai Xiangyang, walking on several roads in the dark night. His official boots stepped on the stone slabs without making any sound. It was obvious that he had a very high level of Qinggong.<

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Zhuo Yuanhang sighed softly: "The current Hanghe City Yamen is getting worse and worse. I have been retired for so many years, and I still have to be pulled out."

Wang Ning smiled and patted the horse: "This just shows the importance of the master. He is the most outstanding among the head catchers in Hanghe City in the past."

Zhuo Yuanhang squinted at Wang Ning and said, "Don't just try to flatter yourself, practice hard. Although the martial arts talents of the three of you are pretty good, they are still far behind the real geniuses."

"Not to mention those geniuses in Hehuangdu, you don't even care about Lu Ming and Li Ling. After the matter is resolved, you will stay in Jiuyan Mountain and be prohibited from going down the mountain. When will you set foot in the Four Realms Warriors?

You can go down the mountain."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes, Master."

Zhuo Changtong looked in all directions and asked: "Master, who do you think your opponent will be this time? How strong is he?"

When Zhuo Yuanhang heard what was going on, his expression gradually became serious: "Chu Yunkuang, Jiang Dashi, and Bai Yunfei are all warriors of the Sixth Realm. Although they have not experienced life and death battles for many years and their strength has deteriorated, they are not what ordinary warriors can do.

Cope with it."

"If you want to kill them, you need at least six levels of strength."

"But."

Zhuo Yuanhang paused, recalling the physical examination of the three people.

The death was miserable.

There is no resistance at all.

It can be said to be a state of complete crushing.

Zhuo Yuanhang believed that he was stronger than the six major hall masters, and could even defeat six of them with his own strength. However, it was too difficult to easily defeat and crush one of them.

Judging from the traces of the wound, it does not look like a human hand, but rather like some kind of ferocious monster, belonging to the wolf category.

Let’s look at the suddenness of the incident and the interpersonal relationship of the martial arts gym owner.

This case cannot be speculated based on common sense cases.

Zhuo Yuanhang suddenly remembered everything Xiang Fei said to him on Jiuyan Mountain.

Han Xiyu.

This special case has a bit of Han Xiyu's style.

The previous Demon Sword Ye Qing died, and the whereabouts of the Demon Sword are unknown.

Now the death of the martial arts master has left traces that will not kill humans.

All these incidents are similar to the way Han Xiyu first came to Hanghe City and committed numerous crimes.

If it is really Han Xiyu.

These disciples are simply not enough to watch, and even he is no match for Han Xiyu.

Han Xiyu is a seventh-level warrior.

Of course.

Zhuo Yuanhang could not conclude that the death of the martial arts master was caused by Han Xiyu.

And who is Hong Jiugong of the beggar gang?

Han Xiyu has a surly personality and behaves erratically, but he will not hide his identity and will directly reveal his name. He has a strong desire to express himself.

Therefore, the actions of Hong Jiugong, a beggar gang, are not in line with Han Xiyu's habits.

Zhuo Yuanhang has many friends in both the black and white circles, but no one knows about Hong Jiugong of the Beggar Clan. Not to mention Hong Jiugong, even the Beggar Clan has never been heard of.

Beggars organization?

Seeing Zhuo Yuanhang pause for a long time, Zhuo Changtong said softly: "Master, what's the matter?"

Zhuo Yuanhang glanced at the three disciples and said: "The deaths of Chu Yunkuang, Jiang Dashi, and Bai Yunfei were almost fatal with one strike. I'm afraid it was a seventh-level warrior who took action."

"If you are really a seventh-level warrior, even your master is no match for me. So, please be vigilant and run away immediately if there is any danger."

"Don't stay where you are and become a burden to me."

When the table was clear, Wang Ning nodded: "Understood."

Bai Xiangyang complained quietly: "Master? Are we really a burden?"

Zhuo Yuanhang rolled his eyes and turned to Xiangyang: "Seventh realm warriors are already high-level warriors, and their strength is beyond what you can deal with now. I'm afraid you might be killed by a seventh realm warrior if you don't even get within ten feet.

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"Okay, let's go to the Iron Sword Martial Arts School and have a look."

Before they could reach the Iron Sword Martial Arts Hall, they saw two figures walking out from the gate of the Iron Sword Martial Arts Hall.

One is covered in a black cloak, and the other is a wolf-like monster.

Zhuo Yuanhang looked from afar, his heart skipped a beat, and he shouted: "Quick, you guys, hurry up and go."

Zhuo Changtong, Wang Ning, and Bai Xiangyang fled without saying a word, leaving only one sentence behind.

"Master, be careful."

Han Xiyu stopped, turned his head to look at Zhuo Yuanhang, and smiled slightly: "I wonder who it is, it turns out to be Zhuo Baotou. We haven't seen each other for several years."

"Han Xiyu, it's you after all." Zhuo Yuanhang's expression was solemn, and he was working hard. The energy and blood in his body were like the Yangtze River, rushing endlessly, "What do you want to do?"

Han Xiyu smiled and said: "I'm just doing a few small experiments. Since I met Zhuo Captou, it's time to try the results."

"Go ahead."

Han Xiyu pointed towards Zhuo Yuanhang.

The black wolf roared low, and the majestic and muscular figure rushed out, moving its limbs. In the blink of an eye, it was close to Zhuo Yuan and rushed out with a sudden attack.

Zhuo Yuanhang's pupils opened suddenly, and he felt the ferocious and violent aura of the black wolf. He stepped out diagonally to avoid the black wolf's attack. Then, he clenched his five fingers into a fist and punched out hard, as if he had

The sound of endless waves sounded.

After ten breaths.

Han Xiyu looked at the disappearing figure at the end of the street with a calm expression and did not pursue him.

If he wants to kill Zhuo Yuanhang, he can definitely do it.

But his purpose is not to kill Zhuo Yuanhang, but to make the bloodthirsty bones in Black Wolf's body fuse better and be able to show his strength. Being able to defeat Zhuo Yuanhang is obviously a good job.

The black wolf bit a bloody arm, and the bright red blood formed like a thread and dripped on the ground.

Scarlet eyes looked towards the end of the street, very unwillingly.

Kaka.

He swallowed his arms and sleeves into his mouth in one gulp. There was a sound of bones breaking as he swallowed them whole.
Chapter completed!