Zheng Yiyu mingled in the bustling crowd, and sometimes stopped in front of the stall selling groceries for a while, but his eyes were always out of sight. With the skill of "Bingzhan Jingxincao", he was even more skilled.

It is a passive skill that can trace the residual aura of someone with malicious intentions. Of course, this is limited by the opponent's level of cultivation, the time they stay here, and whether they have the skills to avoid detection.

This skill is also the main reason why he can serve as the deacon of the Mirror Department.

Wang Yanzhi, who has always kept a distance from him, is a little nervous. He has no official position and is a proper "home ascetic." No matter how powerful the elder Wei Ruoguang is, he can't teach him how to fight against such a real enemy.

He remained calm in the environment, so his hand holding the "Higashiyama Pear" was slightly trembling.

"Whether you want to buy it or not, it's all up to you!"

The pear seller couldn't help but blame it. This "Dongshan pear" is a specialty here. After a winter of storage, it couldn't withstand the abuse. After Wang Yanzhi pinched it, it didn't look good. Maybe it would

So no one bought it and it rotted.

"Oh, oh, buy two."

Wang Yanzhi was afraid that the other party would make unpleasant and filthy remarks, so he threw two strings of common money over, grabbed the two pears he had been pinching for a long time, and was about to pick them up when he realized that Zheng Yiyu was missing.

Broken, he ignored the pears and hurriedly squeezed towards the location he just remembered, but he knew that the lurking enemies would not be too far away from here, because the shops selling items used by monks on North Cross Street were just that

Seven or eight shops that destroy ordinary goods? The opponent will not be so stupid and low-end.

"What a weirdo." The boy murmured to himself, "I don't know what you are thinking. Is it bad to dislike my pears? It's not easy for me to say that I sell pears here. The appearance and taste are also among the best." He took the

Qi Lizi was about to see what was going on, but suddenly he staggered. A big man of unknown weight was thrown over from nowhere and hit him.

"Someone was robbed!"

"Run quickly! Killer!"

A few voices came out of nowhere, but they seemed to have magic power, causing the entire crowded neighborhood to become chaotic. There were ordinary passers-by running around everywhere, and several shops facing the street.

, I don’t know who suddenly set it on fire. Soon, all kinds of crying, swearing, and fighting sounds came one after another. Sword lights surged in many places. The monk guards from several monk supplies shops had already joined a group of unknown people.

The monks from somewhere started fighting.

The store of the Changning Chamber of Commerce is the largest one here, and it is also the focus of the fight. The person guarding this place is a fat spiritual-level perfect male cultivator. He holds a bright silver sword in his hand, and he fights with a Xuan-level cultivator.

Zhenglie.

Wang Yanzhi hurriedly rushed here against the crowd of people running around, but he saw that Zheng Yiyu had already joined the battle group. He was holding a few emerald green bamboo slips in his hands, which were one of the magic weapons he usually used to fight.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three bamboo slips were thrown towards the Xuan-level monk, emitting blue or green light. The bamboo slips that would have slowed down the body, made him dull, or made him confused, failed to work. The suppression of his cultivation level,

As a result, Zheng Yiyu's magical weapon became no longer so practical. On the contrary, the fat monk in the middle of the battle group danced the sword in his hand like a tiger, making a fierce sound.

"If you bully me, you won't look in the mirror!"

"You boys, go over there and help, don't get in the way here!"

"Hey, the beating still hurts. Do you think I am easy to bully at the spiritual level? Don't you know that your grandpa Ming has a great background?"

"Old man, I see you still have a magic weapon around your waist. Why don't you take it out and shine it too?"

"Why don't you speak? Are you afraid that I will recognize your accent?"

He is a bit talkative. Although he is a little fatter, his agility is not bad at all. He can almost tie with this sword-wielding Xuan-level monk. However, it seems that he is not trying his best. If the fight lasts for a long time, he might actually win.

Zheng Yiyu did not dare to be careless. The information he had showed that this pile of food appeared to come from an unknown chamber of commerce, but in fact, there were at least two Xuan-level monks from the Chixia Sect. One of his scouts even suggested that the other party

There is a possibility of a third Xuan-level monk. Now, he must work hard to get one as soon as possible before he can join up with Wang Xiandao, the law enforcement elder who went to rescue the training team of the Nine-man Regiment, and Huangfu Runsheng, the deacon of the Military Struggle Department who patrolled to prevent other incidents.

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"Do it!"

Zheng Yiyu ignored the chattering monk stationed at the Changning Chamber of Commerce and gave Wang Yanzhi a look. The two of them threw several talismans one after another. The two of them, who were slightly richer, also had several second-level talismans, and they also threw them at the Xuan in the field.

Super monk, his figure was suddenly scattered, and with three consecutive moves, the monks from the Changning Chamber of Commerce had the upper hand.

boom!

He threw out a fist-sized, red fruit-like object. Before it even hit the ground, it exploded on the spot, releasing a large amount of thick red smoke. The smoke was full of pungent smell that made people cry and cough. At the same time, he

He swallowed a pill, avoided the influence of the smoke, jumped out, and went straight to Wang Yanzhi, who seemed to be the weakest. Although the Qianshan Sect did not have uniform robes, most of the people who could come to help at this time were from the Qianshan Sect.

Disciple, compared to creating chaos and setting fire to Donghu County, killing as many monks as possible from the Qianshan Sect is the same goal of his trip.

Whoosh!

The sharp edge of the dagger in his hand drew a large blood mark on Wang Yanzhi's face. If Wang Yanzhi hadn't chosen to retreat directly in panic, the injury would have been greatly magnified and even fatal.

"Cold Wind and Thunder Cloud Technique!"

Thunder clouds gathered. This was the most powerful skill that Wang Yanzhi, who was already at the seventh level of spiritual level, could display. With the blessing of two light body talismans, he once again avoided the opponent's almost fatal sword and rolled to Zheng Yiyu's side.

He was injured and panicked, but at the critical moment, he still forced himself to calm down and threw a Qingming Talisman to rescue Zheng Yiyu from the chaos. At the same time, he picked up a second-level quicksand Talisman in his hand and threw it out.

After the martial arts competition, the patriarch and uncle Wang Xiandao had "educated" him. Compared with victory and life, spiritual talismans were something that could be completely ignored. Use them when you need them, and you must take action decisively. Of course, it is not just theoretical support.

, in his bag, there are more than a dozen second-level talismans of various colors, and this is the time to use them.

The body of the Xuan-level monk stagnated, but his clear thoughts made him sway his tail to avoid the influence of the quicksand talisman. At this time, more than two spirit-level monks had returned to normal, and even the one trapped in the smoke

The spiritual-level perfection monk has also escaped from the restriction. His body is wet, and there is still a lot of red powder adhering to it. I don’t know what magic weapon he used, but he successfully created a light rain around himself and successfully dispersed it.

Adverse effects of smoke.

"The little old man is quite capable!"

"Is this expensive? How about selling me a few?"

"Here, let me have a taste of Master Ming's flying knife!"

He threw at least six flying knives in succession. These flying knives seemed to be not a set, but independent individuals, because the shape, size, and even the luster of each one were different.

The Xuan-level monks also had to avoid the interference of Zheng Yiyu and Wang Yanzhi when they were dodging. However, after all, they were experienced in fighting, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

This is not okay!

Zheng Yiyu was about to think of a way when he suddenly discovered that there were several black lines on the ground that were as thick as a little finger. They seemed to be there but not yet there. They were twisting and turning, slowly and secretly spreading to the battlefield where several people were fighting.

not good!

He gave Wang Yanzhi a "back off" look, threw two ice charms, gave himself a water shield, and then withdrew from the battle group. However, the Xuan-level monk did not want to give Zheng Yiyu this chance. He had been looking for who was

The weakest breakthrough point, if he can defeat the enemy in one blow, the subsequent battle will be much easier. In the three-person battle, his spiritual power loss is not small. Of course, he has a third-level talisman in his hand, but he does not have it at the moment.

Not willing to use it.

Before the opportunity was up, the two apprentices would come to support him after they succeeded. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the eldest apprentice seemed to have killed a store guard and was stuffing things into his storage bag!

madness!

He thought to himself, why do we need this at this time? Is it possible that after the matter is completed, the reward will not be generous enough?

In his anger, he did not relax his vigilance. He already had an ancient golden bell in his hand. He tried to shake the bell while avoiding the thunderclouds that kept falling lightning in the sky.

wrong!

He suddenly felt an unexpected Xuan-level aura. Although it was not strong, this aura was not that of any of his companions. He looked around to find the source of the aura.

Something unexpected happened!

Several dark branches suddenly bounced up from the ground and shot towards him, who was still moving around. What were these?

The branches are soft and full of toughness, and there are several special things like small claws attached to each branch. Once the things touch the body, they immediately stick to the robe and cannot be shaken off!

Damn it!

He took advantage of the opportunity to dodge, raised his spiritual energy shield, and decisively threw a first-level Explosive Talisman for himself!

The weird black branch retreated slightly, but then climbed towards him at a faster speed. He quickly dodged, put away the ancient golden bell, and had a bright silver dagger in his hand. He waved the magic weapon in his hand continuously, trying to

Cutting off this weird black branch, although the effect was immediate, I felt three consecutive slaps coming from behind.

It’s Zheng Yiyu!

Although the bamboo slips have never been effective, it was just a matter of probability. He never gave up this attack method. Taking advantage of the opponent being troubled by black branches, he repeated the old trick. This time, one of the three bamboo slips was lucky, and it happened to cause this person.

The Xuan-level monk paused for a moment.

This is the moment!

The spiritual level consummation of the Changning Chamber of Commerce has already bullied him and stuck three throwing knives in his back.

ah!

Severe pain hit him. Although the wound caused by the flying knife was not large, it seemed to violently enhance the pain. He instantly felt that his whole body was twisting due to pain, and the spiritual energy in his body became disordered. He could not cling to it originally.

Tightly bound, many of the black branches that he had chopped off took this opportunity to climb up and tie him up like a barrel.

die!

Compared with Wang Yanzhi, who had not yet decided where to stab, Zheng Yiyu's movements were merciless, and his sword penetrated the opponent's chest. However, he was still not sure who the black branch came from. It was only after a period of contact.

, "Know it in your heart" and judge that this person has no malicious intentions. Computer version::/

"good!"

"You two are very skilled, please introduce yourself, my name is Mingjiu!" The slightly fat monk stationed at the Changning Chamber of Commerce introduced himself, "Which of you is this black branch a magic weapon?"
To be continued...