Beiyin Great Sage

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An arrow with a letterhead pierced deeply into the ground.

"Son!"

"careful!"

All the soldiers around changed their colors and swarmed in. At the same time, one of them cautiously approached the arrow and untied the letter on it.

The contents inside surprised him.

"Sir?"

"Shh!"

Ji Xian raised his hand, and the letter fell in front of him, unfolding out of thin air.

"Well……"

He raised his eyebrows slightly:

"interesting."

"Zhang Bingzhong didn't run away. Instead, he asked me to fight, using the relics of the Holy Buddha and the treasure scroll of the Dao as bargaining chips."

"In that case..."

He looked at several mages in the field, his eyes gradually turned cold:

"You guys, aren't you useless?"

"Son!"

"Rao..."

"puff!"

An invisible force fell, and several mages were crushed into a pulp on the spot.

"Niuyan!"

"exist."

Ji Xian took a deep breath, and suddenly let out a muffled yell, various bones emerged from his arm, and the bones were slowly pulled out from the flesh.

In the blink of an eye, bones turned into swords and placed in front of him.

"Take them and go kill!"

Ji Xian's tape was tired, and he said slowly:

"Come see me again when the bone sword is soaked in blood."

"Yes!"

Niu Yan should be, and took the bone sword respectfully, feeling a chill in his heart.

Bone Killing Sword!

Forged from his own white bones and soaked in blood, its power is extremely terrifying, and it is also the trump card of Mr. Ji Xianji.

kill……

Coincidentally, Shicheng was searching for people in the Zhengqi Hall.

Some are easy to kill.

Chapter 029 Righteousness

Uncle Ku led the mule cart to the temporary residence in the city, fastened the reins by the trough with some difficulty, and walked tremblingly to the backyard.

"call……"

Breathing out lightly, the shrinking and apprehension on his face disappeared in an instant.

His shoulders trembled, and there were crackling noises. His body shape obviously did not change, but there was a mountain-like momentum on his body.

"Zhou Jia, interesting little guy."

Uncle Ku murmured.

If he hadn't been intensively practicing the Vajra Boy Kungfu for decades, had a fine-grained control over his physical body, source power, and energy, and responded in a timely manner, and pretended to be an ordinary person at the moment when the other party retracted his strength, he might have revealed his secrets today.

Obviously, he was in the front yard and the other party was in the back yard. The doors and windows were closed, so he should not be able to see anything.

Prejudice.

He only showed a slight strangeness, but Zhou Jia noticed that something was wrong, and he was almost exposed at that moment, but fortunately, he controlled it in time.

This also made Zhao painstakingly understand again, don't be careless at any time.

The ruins are vast and filled with thousands of ethnic groups.

No one knows if other ethnic groups have any special abilities. Once it happens suddenly, someone may discover the clues.

Stepping up to a millstone, he tapped the stone mill lightly with one hand, and the millstone weighing several thousand catties was easily lifted off, revealing a dark hole underneath.

Leaping into the cave, the millstone fell steadily back to its original place again without making any sound.

The passage zigzags and extends underground until it reaches a spacious dark room. There are already several people waiting in the dark room, and they all got up after seeing this.

"master!"

"Bitter old!"

"Senior Zhao..."

The light in the dark room was murky, and the faces of several people could not be seen clearly.

But it can be seen that they are of different shapes and dresses, some of them are obviously rich in rich clothes; some of them are in tattered clothes, like coachmen and hired labor.

There are men and women, and so on.

If someone who knew about it was here, they would definitely be surprised, because the people who appeared here were all high-level officials of Zhengqi Hall.

All of them are the most wanted criminals in the Yamen!

"Ah."

Zhao Bitxin nodded to everyone and sat down at the main seat:

"How's the situation outside the city?"

"Senior." One person cupped his hands and said:

"The Huntian bandits seem to have made a decision to hide and not show their faces during this period of time. No one knows where they are hiding, and they may have escaped."

"No." A short and stout man said:

"If the holy Buddha's relic is lost, Zhang Bingzhong will never leave. He must be plotting something."

"Zhuang Hua is right." Zhao nodded painstakingly.

He knew who Zhang Bingzhong had instigated, and without that person's words, the Huntian Bandit would never have given up on the holy Buddha's relic, and instead asked:

"What's the situation in the military? Was Shirley killed by the Huntian bandits?"

"The military has been looking for the whereabouts of the Huntian Bandit without interruption." The man named Zhuang Hua replied:

"As for Shirley's death..."

"From the information we have received so far, there was a huge explosion of thunder power, and then the warship was completely shattered."

"Xue Li and others also died on the spot."

"The power of thunder." Zhao painstakingly said:

"The source technique and talisman that were ambushed in advance?"

"We think so too." Zhuang Hua nodded:

"If it is man-made, that person's strength must be in the late stage of the Black Iron, but at present, there are no such masters who are proficient in lightning techniques in all parties."

"Well……"

"If Lei Batian is still alive, maybe he can do it, but there is a high probability that he can't."

Lei Batian is dead, there is no doubt about it, the two surviving late black irons on Xiaolang Island are not majoring in Zilei Saber.

Since it is impossible to do this.

It is the greatest possibility to ambush powerful source arts and talismans in advance.

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, this account will most likely be attributed to the Huntian bandits, and with the previous resentment between the Ji family and the Huntian bandits, it is already irreconcilable." Zhao bitterly nodded, and then said:

"The thing that Zhuang Hua mentioned to me should be true."

"Really?" Zhuang Hua's eyes lit up:

"Then Tieyuan Martial Art Museum, can there really be a way to mass-produce Lingzhi?"

"En." Zhao nodded painstakingly:

"Although it is energy-produced, but the age is not high, it is still somewhat useful for low-grade fighters, but it is not very useful for high-grade warriors."

"It's enough." Zhuang Hua rubbed his hands together with excitement on his face:

"The most indispensable thing in this world is low-grade warriors."

He knew better than his own master that it would be an amazing deal to be able to provide large quantities of precious medicines needed by low-grade warriors.

"You are good at business matters." Zhao painstakingly didn't ask too much:

"The owner of the Tieyuan Martial Arts Academy is proficient in a spiritual rain technique, which is much more effective than the known spiritual rain technique. It is very likely that he learned it from Zhou Jia, the elder of the Tianhu Gang."

"Even if not, it has something to do with him."

"Zhou Jia." Zhuang Hua's eyes moved slightly, thoughtfully:

"That new Heitie from Xiaolang Island, I heard that he is cruel and ruthless. Although he is young, his strength is not weak."

"Perhaps it's true that it's hot." Zhao said painstakingly:

"It's not necessary to be cruel."

If the other party is really ruthless, it will definitely not be just a test, a little doubt will also turn into a real thunderbolt method.

Rather kill the wrong, don't let it go!

Instead of showing mercy at the last minute.

Zhou Jia,

Still too young.

"Whether he is really cruel or not." Someone laughed grimly:

"As long as we like him, he's one of us. A mere Zhou Jia, isn't he still the opponent of Big Brother Zhuang?"

"It's fine if we don't provoke him, but if he dares to provoke us, he will look good on us!"

As Zhao Kuxin's personal disciple, Zhuang Hua's cultivation has reached the middle stage of black iron, and his practice is very good, and his strength is strong.

Everyone is also very convinced of him.

"Hey!"

Zhuang Hua shook his head and waved his hands:

"Can't say that."

"We are a hall of righteousness, and what we do is to speak out for the righteousness of the world, to resist the injustice of the military and the court, not to exist like gangsters."

"indeed!"

"Senior Zhuang is right."

"Not bad."

Everyone should be right again and again.

"master."

Zhuang Hua turned to ask:

"That day when Zhang Bingzhong and Ji Xian fought against each other, and you were there, in your opinion, which one of them is stronger?"

There was a silence in the field, and everyone looked sideways.