Everyone was stunned and wiped their eyes, feeling that they must have fallen into an illusion.
Huangtu, who was like a god and demon, was defeated by a dog butcher.
No, not defeated.
This is not like a fight in the ring at all, but an assassination.
No, it's not an assassination, more like a massacre.
His powerful strength was so powerful that he killed Huangtu with just one punch.
The shock it brings is enough to make people's heads spin, and they can't turn around for a while.
The Dog Butcher seemed not to care about anyone else. He squatted down and quickly took out the storage magic weapon from Huang Tu's hand. His movements were skillful, and it was obviously not the first time he had done this.
"Your Highness!"
A roar stirred up the vitality of heaven and earth.
A terrifying spiritual power descended, and a cyan claw shadow shot towards the dog slaughterer like a ghost.
The Dog Butcher stood up, with his foot still on Huang Tu's chest. The green claw shadow in his eyes quickly enlarged, and the power of the spirit made the man unable to stand upright.
But the dog slaughterer did not dodge, he trembled and puffed out his chest, laughing loudly and said: "The wolf clan is nothing more than that. If you kill a wolf today, you will kill a whole litter tomorrow."
As the words fell, the air rippled.
The dog slaughterer disappeared into thin air.
The claw shadow never fell, but was blocked by a sword light. The two touched each other and were destroyed in the air. The terrifying energy aftermath was annihilated by the wave of a man wearing a crimson official robe.
"Messenger of the Wolf Clan, you have crossed the line."
Yang Ji landed on the edge of the ring, watching the wolfish man in the ring warily to prevent him from losing control of his anger and causing violence and hurting others.
A great monk in the Nascent Soul Realm went crazy. There were tens of thousands of people present, and probably not many of them could escape.
"Haha, okay, very good."
After the middle-aged man inspected Huang Tu's body, his eyes were red, he pointed at Yang Gao and shouted: "The Tang Dynasty assassinated His Royal Highness. If your country cannot give an explanation, one hundred thousand wolf tribe soldiers will wash this city with blood to save His Highness the Prince."
revenge."
"In a fair duel, you are responsible for life and death, so why assassinate?"
Yang Ji frowned and scolded, saying: "Your Majesty, you should calm down your anger first and then make a plan."
The middle-aged man from the wolf clan stopped talking, picked up Huangtu's body, and walked into the guest house.
The crowd of onlookers refused to disperse for a long time.
The greasy and rough image of Dog Slayer Sword Twenty-Three, a domineering punch, and the heroic words and cruel words when he disappeared, echoed in the hearts of everyone for a long time.
The suppressed humiliation of the past few days turned into excitement with the death of Huang Tu being vented.
"It feels so damn good."
"Good kill."
"Let's go, I won't come back until I get drunk tonight."
…………
Some people are happy, some are scared.
Ordinary people were relieved. They didn't think too much, they just felt that the anger they had suffered in the past few days had been vented happily.
However, some monks and some senior officials of the Tang Dynasty seemed to be worried at this time.
Huang Tu died in Chang'an, although he died in the arena challenge.
However, the dog butcher disappeared.
Not to mention that the wolves think there is something fishy, the Tang people themselves think there is something wrong with it.
After all, Huang Tu is already at the pinnacle of the Qi Training Realm, and even ordinary monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm may not be his match.
Such a character was beaten to death by a single punch from the same realm.
If you tell me that you don't believe it yourself, how can you expect the wolves to believe it?
From now on, I'm afraid trouble will happen again.
The reconciliation just reached may not be possible.
"Check, I want to know everything about the butcher Zhang San. I need to dig three feet into the ground and check Tongtianfang to see if there is anything unusual in the past month or so."
After Princess Qingyuan gave the order, she clenched the railing with her white jade hands and stared at the empty arena.
His heroic face still retained the flush of excitement, and he whispered to himself: "If you are really in the same realm and killed Huangtu, Qingyuan will thank you on behalf of the people of the Tang Dynasty. But if you deliberately used secret methods to hide your cultivation,
, intending to anger the wolf tribe and provoke war between the two countries, you are the sinner of the Tang Dynasty. Even if you dig the ground three feet, I will not spare you."
"Brother, let's go, it's all over."
The Jian Sect disciple held up a Jian Shiliu and reminded him softly.
Jian Shiliu straightened his clothes and bowed deeply in the direction of the ring as a disciple.
"Senior brother?"
The Jianzong disciple was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What is this?"
"Haha, you deserve to be worshiped by me for your kindness in explaining the Tao."
Jian Shiliu did not explain, turned around, looked at the surging crowd, and said: "Chang'an City is too small after all. Soon I will travel around the world and see the suffering and joy of all people."
Now, the disciples of the Sword Sect were not only confused, but also worried about their senior brother.
With such a weak body, normal life is already strenuous, so how can he be able to travel around the world? Senior brother is really shocked.
More than a dozen officials from Zhenxian Division, holding treasures in their hands, were carefully exploring the ring.
Then, several monks with strong auras mounted the spiritual beasts and left, exiting the city gate and scattered in all directions.
Yang Gao sat in the teahouse, drinking tea and listening to his subordinates report the investigation results, while staring at the guest house, unwilling to blink.
"Sir, we have collected the aura of Butcher Zhang San, analyzed the remaining true energy, and measured the possible direction and distance of transmission based on the spatial fluctuations..."
"Tell me the result."
Yang Gao waved his hand and seemed a little impatient with his subordinate's long explanation.
"yes."
The officer who reported the report paused and said: "The true essence analysis results clearly show that the butcher Zhang San should be around the eighth level of Qi training."
"Um?"
Yang Gao glanced at his subordinates, his questioning expression obvious.
"This... is the unanimous opinion of several Mr. Qian."
The officer gritted his teeth. Although he felt a little guilty when he said this result, he hurriedly added: "A very strong remnant of divine soul power was found at the scene. It is estimated that the level of the divine soul is close to the golden elixir level. In addition, when leaving,
The space fluctuations should be caused by the use of some kind of precious space talisman. The distance is at least five hundred miles."
"Gone?"
"Gone!"
"What about physical strength?"
Yang Gao put down his tea bowl and looked extremely dissatisfied.
Anyone who is not blind knows that the body of a dog killer is extremely powerful.
He was able to kill Huang Tu with one punch. Apart from finding a 'good opportunity' and catching Huang Tu off guard, the main reason was that his physical body was too strong.
The 'Holy Mysterious Golden Light' that Huang Tu was proud of was smashed to pieces with a punch.
A person who is accustomed to being invincible in a certain aspect will take it lightly and eventually become blindly confident.
The strongest point is often also the most fatal weakness.
The demon-like and terrifying Huangtu died at this point.
"This is also the weirdest part."
The officer's voice couldn't help but become softer, and he explained: "The strength of the physical body is mostly judged by the residual breath. For example, the leak-free body of a true immortal can overwhelm all spirits with just the breath of the physical body."
"Tell me the result!"
"His aura is... comparable to that of an ordinary Qi-training monk."
For a long time, Yang Gao did not express his opinion.
The Zhenxian Division official raised his head and saw Yang Gao frowning, looking thoughtful. After a moment, he chuckled and said to himself: "It's interesting, you can go down."
As if he had been granted amnesty, the yamen servant bowed and left the teahouse in a hurry.
When he got to the door, he let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and cursed in a low voice: "Those bastards, if you don't give each of them a Five Elements True Pill, the matter will never end."
Then, he glanced at the teahouse again and muttered in a low voice as he walked: "Let me tell you, check it out."
"The little wolf cub has been jumping around in our face for more than a month, and no one has been able to do anything to stop him. Now a ruthless man has jumped out and killed him. It's really satisfying. Hehe, this kind of behavior is not a hero of Chang'an.
.But he escaped in the end, it’s ironic, it’s a good escape, a great escape.”