"We have nothing to do with the city guards..." The woman's voice trembled as she retreated into the shop.
"The store was raided and everyone inside was killed." Pan Qi's voice was cold.
Ding Huan took out twenty crystal stones and threw them on the counter: "I want this talisman pen. This is the crystal stone."
The white-bearded old man seemed not to have heard Ding Huan's words. He had a backstage, and the backstage of their store was the Dongcheng Club.
But facing Pan Qi, not to mention a Dongcheng Club, even several Dongcheng Clubs would not dare to come out.
Whether it is Dongcheng Hui or Tielili League, they are groups approved by Pan Banner. If Pan Banner does not allow it, they have no right to hang out in this area.
"Wait a minute, bring the guy with the backpack here."
Pan Qi saw Ding Huan casually grab twenty crystal stones from the bag and throw them on the counter. There were obviously more crystal stones in the bag.
Ding Huan didn't even look back, but a divine blade struck at him.
A guy like Pan Qi, who doesn't even ask about the cause and effect, just raids stores and kills people, will die ten thousand times without complaining.
Pan Qi suddenly felt a cold breath seeping through him. His experience of fighting outside for many years made him feel dazed, and then he fell back without hesitation.
The wind blade grazed his chest, making his whole body tremble.
"Poof!" Because Ding Huan did not control the strength of the wind blade, and the wind blade passed from top to bottom, after Pan Qi avoided the wind blade, the wind blade did not stop, but split open a person who supported Pan Qi.
Flag of shopkeeper's neck.
Blood mist spurted out, and the crowd retreated crazily.
here we go again.
In the past, the Tieli Alliance was wiped out by this unexplained wind blade, and more than a hundred shop owners and clerks were also killed by this silent wind blade.
"Hey." Ding Huan walked out.
This guy has a lot of fighting experience, and he actually avoided his wind blade by relying on his senses.
"Who are you?" Pan Qi sat up again, with some fear in his eyes.
Ding Huan opened his hand, and a spear in the only grocery store flew up and was caught in his hand.
There is a halberd in Ding Huan's star house, but Ding Huan feels that this spear is obviously more handy, and this spear seems to be a low-level magic weapon.
Ding Huan almost turned his mind and the spear was refined by him.
Thinking back to the time when he spent several days trying to remove the restrictions in the Star House.
But now, he only needs a moment.
"Aren't you going to kill me?" Ding Huan grabbed the spear and walked out of the store.
Although Ding Huan hadn't made a move yet, or even pressed his breath, Pan Qi felt that his breathing was a little short.
This is a psychological hint that the other party is in danger.
"Friends, we have no grievances. I was reckless just now when I said we would take action." Pan Qi cupped his fists.
He didn't want to fight with Ding Huan, because Ding Huan was really too dangerous for him.
Ding Huan has no intention of spending time with this guy. The four of them are practicing at the ninth level, so they can practice their nine-way spears.
"Your name is Pan Qi? Are you the controller of Dongcheng and Nancheng?" Ding Huan asked.
"It's Pan." Pan Qi clasped his fists. Although he didn't get off the unicorn, his tone was much more polite.
"Very good." Ding Huan shook the spear in his hand, and streaks of gun light shot out.
The violent killing intent locked Pan Qi. At this moment, Pan Qi felt like a paper boat in the strong wind and waves.
That violent and boundless wave, any drop of it can crush him to pieces.
He wanted to resist, but under the pressure of this powerful gun spirit, he didn't even have the ability to resist.
The momentum of Ding Huan's long spear has already taken into account Pan Qi's momentum of sacrificing a magical weapon. Regardless of whether Pan Qi sacrifices a magical weapon or not, his soul-falling gun will completely lock all the opponent's attack space.
What left Ding Huan speechless was that his Nine Paths had just started to gain momentum, but the opponent was actually suppressed to the point where he didn't even have the ability to resist.
Not to mention sacrificing a magic weapon, he couldn't even stretch out his fist.
To use nine magical powers to deal with such a guy is really like swatting mosquitoes with cannonballs.
Ding Huan sighed, and the nine spear lights were scattered by him as soon as they came out.
Following a wind blade, Pan Qi's neck was torn apart, and when his head rolled off the unicorn, Pan Qi's eyes were still filled with fear.
"You're really flattering." Ding Huan shook his head.
He also understood what was going on.
The Luo Shi Jing he practiced was definitely a top-notch technique, and he had developed divine thoughts during his Qi refining period. His divine thoughts were even more powerful than those of the foundation-building monks.
In this way, he also used the Nine Paths of Divine Power to deal with a low-level monk who practiced the Nine Levels of Qi, and said that he could kill mosquitoes with a cannon, which somewhat narrowed the gap between him and Pan Qi.
Ding Huan was speechless. He also knew that he had been deceived by Pan Qi who had escaped a wind blade before.
He thought that the opponent could even dodge his own divine wind blade, so his strength must be pretty good. Only now did he realize that he had no clear measure of his own strength.
Thinking of this, Ding Huan's heart moved slightly.
If he had not escaped in the Lost Swamp, could he have killed Deacon Qiong with his nine magical powers?
This thought flashed away, and Ding Huan felt that he was right to choose to escape. Deacon Qiong was not an ordinary foundation-building monk, but the foundation-building perfectionist was looking for the way to the true elixir.
He should not be a match for the other party yet.
Besides, even if he could kill Deacon Qiong, he couldn't do it. Ding Huan scanned Pan Qi's body with his spiritual thoughts, then walked over and pulled off a small bag from Pan Qi's body.
This bag has restrictions and is probably the rumored storage bag.
Pan Qi was killed with just one move, and the seven or eight shopkeepers who were following Pan Qi and cheering for him quickly retreated.
Unfortunately, what awaited them were seven or eight wind blades.
Seven or eight corpses fell on the street. Some bystanders in the distance dared to raise their heads at this moment.
Ding Huan knew very well that in Xifeng City, being soft-hearted would bring trouble to himself.
Only by killing these people can he live a peaceful life.
The other three people who came with Pan Qi quickly got off the Unicorn and bowed to Ding Huan:
"I've met senior."
In their eyes at this time, Ding Huan was definitely a strong foundation builder.
"Who is Gu Zhanjian?" Looking at the three people in front of him, Ding Huan suddenly said.
The tall and thin Gu Zhanjian stood up, his expression was frightened and his face turned pale:
"I've met the seniors with Guzhanjian."
"Very good." Ding Huan just said two words, and the wind blades like rain rushed towards the Bone Sword.
After understanding Pan Qi's strength, Ding Huan did not intend to continue to shoot mosquitoes with cannons. He believed that the wind blade technique could kill the opponent.
As soon as Ding Huan's wind blade came out, Gu Zhanjian sensed it.
It's a pity that Ding Huan is a qi practitioner with spiritual thoughts, and Ding Huan's wind blade is as real as the spirit with the blessing of spiritual thoughts.
The Bone Sword does not have spiritual thoughts. As for other things, whether it is combat experience or true energy, it is far inferior to Ding Huan.
These divine thoughts blades were so dense that he couldn't even catch the direction of each divine thoughts blade.
A wind blade struck behind his eyebrows, and he could only look at Ding Huan unwillingly:
"Why……"
Ding Huan said lightly:
"I am the captain of the city guard. How many of my city guards have you killed? Why do you think so?"
"Plop!" Gu Zhanjian fell down, unwilling to do anything but unable to do anything.
"Senior Captain, although we are with Pan Qi and Gu Zhanjian, we have never killed..." The other two people sounded sincere and frightened.
Likewise, before they could finish their words, Ding Huan's blade light surrounded the man and woman again.
If you cut the grass without removing the roots, are you looking for trouble for yourself?
Ding Huan didn't know what the relationship between these two guys was with Pan Qi and the Bone Sword.
But one thing he knew was that since these two guys came with Pan Qi and Gu Zhanjian, they meant to help him.
Letting such a person go will only make him uncomfortable.
The four ninth-level Qi practitioners were completely powerless in front of Ding Huan.
Although he could use his spiritual thoughts to sweep away the storage bags on their bodies, Ding Huan still walked over and reached out to take them away.
The captain of the city guard was so terrifying that he showed no mercy in killing. No one dared to stay on the street at this time.
In a short time, there were only corpses left on the streets of Shengdao Street.
Counting it all together, this is the fourth time today that corpses have appeared on Shengdao Street.
Ding Huan stood on the blood-stained street and said loudly:
"From today on, everyone in Xifeng City needs to abide by the rules of the city guards. Violators will be killed without mercy."
In a place like this, there is no other punishment, killing is the simplest and most effective.
"Senior." Seeing Ding Huan walking back to the shop, the white-bearded old man quickly bowed and thanked him.
He still felt like he was dreaming. Is this young man the new captain of the city patrol?
"Get me a thousand formation flags, and by the way, this gun and that talisman pen. Count how many crystals there are."
Ding Huan weighed the spear in his hand and found that it was quite easy to use.
"Young people don't dare to ask for money, adults just take it." The old man said respectfully.
Ding Huan waved his hand:
"I, the city guard, work according to rules. I will not buy or sell forcibly. I will get as much as I need. If I don't sell, I will go to another store."
"Sell, sell...senpai, just give me fifty crystals together." The old man said quickly.
Ding Huan estimated that fifty crystals would not be able to buy these things.
He took out a hundred crystal stones again and threw them on the counter:
"For your one hundred and twenty crystals, pack the things for me. And there are four unicorns outside, help me deliver them to the city patrol guards."
"Yes, thank you, senior." The old man said in a sincere and frightened tone.
Ten minutes later, Ding Huan walked out of the only grocery store.
This time, Ding Huan was satisfied not with purchasing the talisman pen and formation flag, but with killing the Pan flag and the Bone Sword.
It is certain that after these two guys are killed, West Wind City will definitely be much more stable in the future.
(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends! Please vote for support!)
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