At night, Wu Ming was wearing a black Hanfu and walked calmly on the street with his luggage on his shoulders. Suddenly he stopped.

With a "swoosh", an arrow shot out from the darkness, and it was sharp and pierced through the earth wall next door. Wu Ming's face was only one step away from the shaking arrow feathers.

"I'm in trouble, there are people who are good at shooting!" He thought to himself, but his feet were not slow, and he twisted his body and hid behind the corner.

A group of rangers soon rushed over from a distance, shouting, "Wu family, if you don't want to try the bitterness of flesh, hand over the Wenqu Fu."

raging!

Clusters of red flames burned, shining on the night. The rangers lit their fire sticks one after another, and the surroundings were bright, and they clearly saw swords holding cold lights.

The fire-ridden war! These bandits of gossip were so arrogant. Wu Ming browed and sneered in his heart. It just so happened that he wanted to solve this hidden danger before leaving home, so as not to affect the innocent people in the Wu Mansion.

In the past three years, he unexpectedly discovered the superiority of the Taoist path of the strange immortal. The conceptual Tao fruit has some characteristics of Daluo. His own cultivation has been proved forever and manifested in the same body of another world. He has gradually returned to his peak, alchemy, the path of sincerity, and the strength... all abilities have returned.

Wu Ming held the sword hanging from his waist tightly, and he hadn't learned anything by his teacher in recent years. You should know that Han Confucianism is different from other Confucianisms. The rigid standard is that he can maintain peace and stability, dismount and rule the world, and become a general and a prime minister.

His teacher Chen Ping is a typical scholar who shouted "The Doctrine of the Mean" in his mouth and held a sword in his hand. As soon as he took office, this man killed the increasingly serious land annexation problem in Qingzhou. Within one month, dozens of powerful men were destroyed. The blood of nearly 10,000 people dyed the "long river" flowing through Qingzhou, and the world was purified.

Therefore, in addition to being familiar with the doctrine of the mean, Wu Ming taught the most about fighting skills and riding and shooting. After all, these things are not accessible to families with small numbers.

He also cherished this opportunity and used his power to carry the tripod, causing the "Martial Arts [Level 2]" to appear on the expertise column. He was stained with blood in the fight against the powerful, and he lost a little scholarly spirit and was full of heroic posture.

The rangers in the distance quickly approached, holding fire sticks and scattered, surrounded Wu Ming, drew out swords, bows and crossbows to confront each other, and were full of evil spirits.

Zhao Yi, who was stubborn, walked out of the darkness. When he saw the boy, he said without saying nonsense: "You know what I want, take out the Wenqu Fu."

In the orange-red light, Wu Ming saw the visitor clearly and sneered: "You forced to ask for treasures from the Wu family, aren't you afraid that I will take revenge after taking power? You, including the families behind you, will be liquidated by me."

Zhao Yi's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "When young people don't have the strength to take revenge, don't say anything harsh, as it will only put you in a state of doom."

"Come on me!" He waved his hand, and a vicious look flashed on his face. He changed his mind and wanted to completely kill the young talent. At worst, he would go into exile abroad.

As the words came, when a group of rangers were about to pounce on him, clusters of flames ignited around him swayed violently, and the darkness and brightness were changing unstable.

"This is..." Zhao Yi stared at the young man's fingers in front of him, as if he had swallowed all the flames and lights around him.

An inexplicable spiritual surge, and the hot fire circle spread. He suddenly woke up, widened his eyes, and shouted: "Do not..."

Before he could react, a red fire dragon with teeth and claws rushed out several feet, burning the air at the blazing temperature, twisting.

Rumble!

The strong man barely rolled to the left, in a mess, and a red flame passed by the side in a dangerous way. Then a violent explosion sounded, causing a shock wave. The flames surged into the sky and flooded the surroundings. A burning smell mixed with the aroma of meat filled the alley.

The two rows of houses were burned to black and spread several feet away. Fortunately, Wu Ming had extraordinary control and wide streets. They were all bombarded on the bluestone slabs of the official road, causing no personal property damage.

The flames were extinguished under Wu Ming's spiritual isolation, leaving behind a deep ravine that lasted several feet long. The rangers who hit the scene had turned into coke, and the rest were also burned all over their bodies, rolling on the ground and wailing, and the scene was in a mess.

"A monk?" Zhao Yi staggered and got up, stared at the scene of purgatory, and spoke dryly.

Wu Ming took back the half-drawn sword with expressionless expression. He shook his head, not knowing whether Zhao Yi was careless or not, but did not prevent the supernatural ability. He exposed everyone to him as a target.

I'm sorry for Zhao Yi's chance without superb ability - fortunately the Emperor Han is in a level 6 "active" world, and the source Qi is extremely agile, and it will cause a strong reaction if it condenses slightly.

Mortals can extract spirituality such as literary qi in daily activities, not to mention the "Wandering Witchcraft". Therefore, the method of sacrifice does not require a fixed venue in this world. It only requires a ritual action and can be released in two or three seconds.

It can be said to be an epic enhancement of the version.

"Wu family, I admit defeat this time. You can kill and cut it. But... I just hope that the disaster will not be as good as the relatives of my brothers." Zhao Yi said hoarsely, panting.

Because of the timely reaction, the subordinates of the ranger who were only slightly injured gathered together. They swallowed and waited for death in despair. According to common sense of the Han Dynasty, the practitioners had already drawn a gap with the mortals, and no matter how they resisted, it would be useless.

"Haha, I'm talking like a strange hero, just a group of gangsters who are robbing families." Wu Ming said indifferently. He released the flames and deliberately avoided Zhao Yi, just to find out the instigator behind the scenes through interrogation, and no one else was left behind.

The great revengeism of the Gongyang Sect was prevalent in the Han Dynasty. If someone let go of someone because of the kindness of a woman, it would even cause harm to the innocent people in the Wu Mansion. Wu Ming was preparing to travel far away and would not leave any hidden dangers.

With his mind set, he waved his hand to summon a gray mist, flooding the intricate alleys. Then cold swords and sword collisions sounded in the thick mist, and piercing the flesh and blood. The low-roaring screams echoed, causing the people living around to close the doors and windows.

After a while, Wu Ming walked out of the fog with a calm expression. Widths of gray fog on his mysterious robe dissipated. He held Zhao Yi, who was knocked out in his hand, turned around and glanced at the dark alley, and quickly left.

He killed all the bandits, and those who were seriously injured would be punished one by one, without any psychological burden. It was impossible not to kill people under Chen Ping's sect. Wu Ming was sharpened in the process of attacking the powerful and could kill him that he would be accustomed to. Anyway, bandits were not good.

To put it nicely, this group is called a hero, to put it bluntly, it is a hooligan. Its nature is even more than that of the young and dandy in the movie. It is unscrupulous and unscrupulous. It is even more of abusive and slaughtered the family, cheated, robbed the women of the people, and assassinated officials.

A few heroes only went ashore by whitewashing their way and began to be honest and loyal. Most of the rangers' bottom line was astonishing. After introducing extraordinary things, they were extremely complicated. They have always been a serious problem in the security of the Han Dynasty.

After a while, two tall soldiers appeared in the sky above this messy alley, which were invisible to mortals. Cheng Liang's black armor shone with cold light and was majestic. They were ghosts and gods parading nearby, and they belonged to the county city god. They were the "god gods" without grades and acted as eyeliners to monitor the county.

From extraordinary events to daily trivialities, they all checked, and felt that there were fire and spiritual reactions here, so they naturally rushed to the scene.

Buzzing!

The black-armored general in the air carefully took out a copper seal with a black ribbon seal, and the seal spread out layers of golden ripples in the void. The field was filled with a heavy and majestic aura, which was the divine power of the gods, suppressing spirituality and blocking the field.

Seeing that the divine power ban did not cause any surprise, the black armored soldier finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems that the monk should leave."

My companion also looked lucky and said lightly: "We have nothing to do after that. Just wait for the government to come and hand over it. I guess this is another unsolved case."

According to the "Han system", the City God does not care about human affairs and only has the power of supervision. All the specific official duties are under the responsibility of the county government. Unfortunately, when it comes to fighting a ranger, or even practicing Taoism, it is basically gone, unless it really touches the taboo.

The two black armored gods thought that the yamen would arrive for a while, but they didn't expect that just half a minute later, a white rainbow came from the sky from a distance, showing a white crane with simple and pure feathers, elegant and elegant figure, and their tail feathers were like phoenix feathers, swaying and graceful.

The wanderers were surprised. It was the first time that the government had come so quickly. Yangqiu County had a population of more than 100,000, with a large area. It was quite far from the official office. Moreover... something was wrong with this crane. It was very large, with agile eyes and a demonic aura on its body.

The next moment, the two black armored soldiers looked tighter. They heard Baihe speak, and their voices are calm and breathy.
Chapter completed!