Deacon Wu Yilou's eyes suddenly widened, his face changed slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Cheng Ping was even more horrified, how could there be two Tyrant Tokens in Yuxuan City!
Even for a large force like Yuhua City, the city lord's palace only has a quota of three yuan. If you want more, you have to either offer a reward to buy it, or you are not afraid of making grudges and kill and rob.
No matter which one, it is very within reach.
But the single Huangfu Xi and his entourage actually had two Tyrant Tokens, which was simply unbelievable.
Suddenly, Cheng Ping's mind suddenly turned around and he remembered that Zhang Chong and others had mysteriously disappeared without leaving any trace.
Is there really a so-called mysterious force behind him that has infiltrated Yuhua City?
This is a big deal, and it’s a great thing to be able to go to the City Lord’s Mansion to receive merit!
Cheng Ping's eyes narrowed, and he had a plan in mind. He must detain the two of them, torture them severely, and then go to the city lord's mansion to claim credit!
"My fellow deacons, this is the person who killed people in the city and robbed the Tyrant Order. We are here to track him down!"
Cheng Ping's mind was spinning very fast. With Ling Tian's cultivation, he was determined not to obtain the Tyrant Order. As long as he insisted that he was robbing it through tricks, Wu Yilou would definitely not come forward as a guarantee and let a loser participate in the King Ranking Qualifiers.
"This matter is indeed strange. I have never seen someone with such a low level of cultivation participate in the preliminaries for the king list."
The deacon of Wuyilou frowned slightly, what Cheng Ping said made sense.
In his opinion, those with high cultivation level are worth guaranteeing, are valuable, and have a high chance of making it to the rankings.
Those with low cultivation levels are simply not worth his trouble and will have no chance of making it to the top.
Does it have any use value? It seems very snobbish.
But this is reality!
Seeing that the deacons of Wuyi Tower were loose-spoken, Cheng Ping quickly clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, please be aware that we are ordered to bring the suspect who stole the Tyrant Order for investigation and give an explanation to the owner."
Seeing that the deacon of Wuyilou didn't want to meddle in other people's business, Cheng Ping became bolder.
As long as Ling Tian is captured, there is no so-called suffering master, and the Tyrant Order will fall into their hands!
The Wuyilou deacon pondered for a moment and looked at Ling Tian.
This matter is very strange. They are still considering whether to sell face to Jingyuwei. After all, he doesn't care about the life or death of the first level monk.
Ling Tian also looked at the butler of Wuyilou.
laugh!
A cold light lit up in the field, and a scream broke through the air. The next second, not far away, Cheng Ping opened his eyes wide, and his head flew into the sky. Splashes of blood overflowed, and the blood filled the air.
hiss!
Everyone couldn't help but look at Ling Tian and took a deep breath.
Rise up and kill!
In front of Wuyilou and Jingyuwei, they violently killed people!
There has never been anyone who dared to do this!
Too arrogant!
The excitement is getting louder today!
Huangfu Xi's expression changed drastically. He killed someone in the street and had no way of escaping. It was too reckless and the consequences would be disastrous!
Cold sweat broke out on my back, my mind was racing, how could I save Ling Tian's life?
"Presumptuous! You are looking for death!"
The Jingyu guards who lined up neatly reacted, shouted loudly, and surrounded Ling Tian.
Jingyuwei has never been provoked like this in public!
Suddenly, the inscription on the spear flashed, and the power connected to the Yuhua City formation surged out.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
The Jingyu Guards stepped forward, their armor jingling, making everyone's hearts tremble, and a violent aura swept out, suppressing the entire crowd.
At this time, Ling Tian looked at Wuyilou's deacon with a calm expression: "The power of a sword belongs to Tyranny alone."
He had long seen that the deacon of Wuyilou tried hard to protect Huang Fuxi, but was hesitant about himself. There was only one reason for the double standard.
strength!
People who have no ranking value are considered rubbish in Wuyilou's eyes.
But now, Cheng Ping's head was chopped off with a sword, which showed his value.
Which one is light and which one is heavy, which one is strong and which one is weak, can be determined with one sword!
"You also have the Tyrant Order? Kill the Jingyu Guards and suffer death!"
Those soldiers were already furious. If he was allowed to be protected by Wuyi Tower, they would definitely be retaliated against.
boom!
Jingyu Guard's eyes were about to burst. He swung his hand and swept his spear with roaring energy. Several rays of spear light came in an instant and blasted towards Ling Tian.
Swish! Swish!
Ling Tian's figure turned into an afterimage. In the overwhelming gun light, he used a strange movement method to avoid the trajectory of the gun light, and evaded attacks again and again in the gaps that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
After a few breaths, he did not retreat but advanced in front of Jingyuwei. He flipped his right hand and let out an explosive sound. The sword energy burst out and collided with the spear light, resounding throughout the world.
Bang! Bang!
The Jingyu Guards that surrounded him flew out in an instant, fell to the ground in a uniform manner, and scattered in all directions like several straight rays.
One move!
The Jingyu Guards who came under siege were all knocked to the ground. Although they did not lose their lives, all practitioners knew that Ling Tian was holding back!
As for killing or not, it all depends on his mood.
"Is this enough?"
Ling Tian held up his sword and said coldly, he believed that such strength was enough to convince people.
Even, recruit at any cost.
"How dare you fight back and offend Jingyuwei! This is a capital crime, I will kill you!"
A Jingyu guard propped up his body and tightened his grip on the spear in his hand. Infuriating energy surged all over his body. Then, the inscription on the spear flashed, and a spiritual energy that shook the space shot out into the sky.
Signal!
The Jingyu Guards were mobilizing the city's defense forces. Now, a murderous young man suddenly appeared in front of them. There was no way to escape!
Bang!
Just when everyone opened their mouths and looked at the shocking scene in front of them, a figure walked out of the Wuyi Building, waved his sleeves, and an unparalleled power suddenly shot out. The signal was extinguished instantly like a spark.
"What!"
Jingyuwei was shocked. This was killing Jingyuwei in the street and hitting Yuhuacheng in the face.
If you dare to stop me, you are going to quarrel with the city lord of Yuhua City!
At this time, several Wuyilou deacons all reacted and bowed to the figure, "Madam!"
Ling Tian looked towards the door of Wuyi Tower and saw a beautiful woman in purple swaying slowly out. She stood there looking at everyone with affectionate eyes. She looked graceful, but with a sense of aura.
The unparalleled aura makes people dare not look directly at him.
"It's Mrs. Song! Why is she here!"
"Have you disturbed Mrs. Song? She is much scarier than Jingyu Wei. This kid is dead!"
"There are people participating in the King List every day, but no one has ever seen anyone who dares to kill people in Wuyi Tower. They are not looking for death!"
Everyone lowered their voices and talked among themselves, and their tone was extremely fearful.
Huangfu Xi's face turned even pale.
The name of Mrs. Song is known to everyone in the ancient ruins of Taihui.
Shura Yangui, from Song Dynasty.
Shura's methods, erotic appearance, and elusive ghostly thoughts.
Once she comes, it will be even harder for Ling Tian to escape, and she will be a hundred times more cruel than Jingyu Wei!
Outside the Wuyi Building, Mrs. Song was walking towards her with an aura that swept across her body, causing people to subconsciously avoid her and not dare to come any closer.
The ninth level of the spiritual realm!
Looking at the corpses in the field and the group of Jingyu Guard soldiers who dared to be angry but dare not speak out, Mrs. Song looked at Ling Tian and said, "Did you kill him?"
Ling Tian nodded, not denying it, and at the same time looked straight into Mrs. Song's affectionate eyes with a sharp gaze.
A smile appeared on Mrs. Song's lips, as if she was very satisfied. She pointed at the people lying on the ground and said with a smile:
"Now, I killed these people."
call out!
A burst of energy shot out, and the bodies of the Jingyu Guards lying on the ground were separated, blood spilled out, and they suddenly lost their lives.