The small town government office was in flames, and Mu Ziyun used the flames to carve a path from the roof. But he didn't escape easily, because he was followed by dozens of slaves who had never practiced Buddhism. Huzi didn't want to cause trouble, but he couldn't hold back anymore, so he had to show off and spread the reputation of "Xia". Easy to do.
"This is outrageous! Come on, catch them, and they will be punished!" The official was so angry that he threw down the gavel, and hundreds of soldiers surrounded him from the left and right.
Fang Tianmuleng said coldly: "Zombie!"
Huzi snorted and did not move. The soldiers squatted down inexplicably, but their backs were straight. It turned out that they were under the heavy domain, and the weight of their upper bodies increased twenty times, and they could not even lift their arms. Not to mention holding weapons, it didn't take long for their feet to be unable to bear the weight of their bodies, and each of them had to sit on the ground.
"You guys?" The official was a little panicked, but he kept his momentum, gave the person next to him a look, and sent him to recruit troops.
At this time, the noise at the door of the Yamen suddenly stopped, and a "Gongzi Ge" walked in from the gate, followed by more than a dozen servant-looking guys, but the servants were not ordinary, and their auras were all at the level of Longren, close to the Young Master's. The two twenty-one-two-year-old women were actually somewhat close to the realm of Zhong Li.
This group of people stopped in front of Mu Ziyun and the others.
"Young Master Tan!" The originally calm official ran to the young master in a flattering manner, nodded and bowed and said: "You are here, these guys are spreading rumors in the city and burning down the county government office. You have to make the decision for the junior official. "
Mr. Tan stared at Huzi calmly, and the maid next to him said: "Are you the leader of Xia?" The tone was forceful and meant to be interrogated. Huzi was very unhappy and coldly replied: "Let your master You're just a dog talking to me, do you still have the right to ask me questions?"
"You!" The maid's face flushed with anger and she shouted sternly: "Answer me!"
The "Xia" faction fell into silence, and the atmosphere in the yamen was extremely depressed. Seeing that Hu Zi still hadn't answered, the servants snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Pretending, judging from your ability, you are just a Longman. There is nothing like the rumors." Mysterious.”
A soft wind blew by, and there was a leafy tree growing beside the Yamen. As the wind blew by, several leaves split into two halves. Fang Tianmu was holding a black knife in his hand, and the tip of the scabbard just touched the ground. , the maid next to Mr. Tan knelt on the ground, covering her neck with her hands, looking at Fang Tianmu in horror, but she was still dead, and even his master didn't even look at her.
Mr. Tan finally opened his mouth, but his face was still plain. In his eyes, the woman at his feet was not even a dog. "'Xia'? Why is luck looking for you?"
Huzi grinned, his aura not weak at all, and replied: "Where did you come from?"
An old man was pushed out from behind Mr. Tan, who was the captain of the ship he met before. It was fate that they met again.
The captain was pushed to the ground. He was lying on his stomach and looked up to see Huzi. Then he turned around and saw Mr. Tan. He screamed. He turned back and pointed at Huzi and shouted: "Son-in-law, Mr. Tantan, it's them. They robbed my ship and beat us. I mentioned your name, sir, but they became even more arrogant and insulted you! You have to make the decision for the villain!"
It turns out that Mr. Tan is the one who robbed the captain’s youngest daughter, and is also a member of the Guatan tribe, one of the Tiangong Dou. No wonder the official was so humble. The Guatan tribe is now equivalent to another royal family. Officials from all over the country must treat this person. No one in the clan is worshiped as an ancestor, and no one dares to resist.
"Bah! You villain!" Lingdang scolded, "You deserved to have your daughter robbed from you. I see you are still overjoyed! Maybe you dedicated your daughter with your own hands!"
After the captain finished speaking, it was of no use. Mr. Tan's servants threw him out casually.
For the first time, Mr. Tan's expression showed some color despite his dullness. He looked at Lingdang and said, "I'm tired of that daughter. You will be next!" After that, no matter how Lingdang scolded him, he remained calm and calm. , remained unmoved, as if whatever he determined was a matter of nature and would inevitably happen.
Mu Ziyun was very angry at his attitude. He glared at Mr. Tan and said fiercely: "Is Tiangong Dou very strong?"
Mr. Tan raised his chin, lowered his eyelids and said to Mu Ziyun: "Strong? Do you know what it means to be strong?"
"Yeah!" Mu Ziyun narrowed his eyes, and suddenly a bolt of lightning struck the small town, and finally landed on Mu Ziyun's index finger. Not to mention the officials, the trained emotionless slaves led by the two gangs were all surprised. Opened his lips.
Mr. Tan had a strange look on his face. He judged from the burning roof of the yamen that Mu Ziyun was born with an elemental body. Although this kind of body is very rare, it is not impossible to see. As long as you are not afraid of trouble, you can deal with it. However, , the thunder and lightning that just appeared showed that Muziyun might still be a thunder body.
The human body can only have one element. This rule is not only practical in places like Huzhou and Guanglang Liuli Island, but also applies to the entire world. Even in seventeen Tiangong fights, this kind of thing will not happen. Unless, this guy is not human.
"From the perspective of Tiangong Dou, is this considered strong?" Mu Ziyun mocked with an evil smile.
"Not bad!" Even if he felt that "Xia" was unusual, Mr. Tan still had to act like a gentleman, and said to Hu Zi arrogantly: "If you are qualified to become an affiliated organization of the Gua Tan tribe, come with me. ." After saying that, he turned around and walked away. However, the "Xia" organization did not follow him. He turned back with a frown on his face and asked with dissatisfaction in his tone: "Don't obey orders?"
"Hey" Mu Ziyun said in a low voice with a dark face, "I want to kill him."
"Kill him." Hu Zi's eyes showed murderous intent. The first person to rush out was Fang Tianmu. As soon as the red knife shadow came out, hundreds of light blades were thrown out. Fang Tianmu practiced the combination of Shenma Pills. The Yin Yang Pill, the divine and magical energy are completely integrated with his abilities. To be precise, he has already surpassed the realm of Long people, and the space for future improvement is close to unlimited. Mr. Tan's slaves bravely came out to challenge, and nearly half of the people did not Unable to catch the light blade, Fang Tianmu was severely injured. He had no sympathy for women, and his own emotions were relatively weak. Once the sword was drawn, he only had the concept of enemy and partner.
Mu Ziyun then attacked Mr. Tan. The seriously injured slaves pushed themselves up, unable to resist, but stood in front of Mr. Tan. Mu Ziyun finally withdrew his hand and did not hit him, but the seriously injured slaves took the opportunity to fight back. , launched a pincer attack on Mu Ziyun from all corners, and Mu Ziyun was about to turn into a virtual body. Unexpectedly, among the slaves, there were masters of sealing methods, who controlled Mu Ziyun in a narrow barrier, making it impossible for him to escape.
A large number of tree roots entangled the slaves' feet, instantly pulling them into the ground, leaving only their heads exposed. Muziyun broke through the barrier, spitting out fire, and burned all the heads into black skeletons, regardless of gender. He jumped behind Mu Ziyun, slapped him with a palm, and cursed angrily: "I have trapped them, why do you want to kill them?"
"They want to kill me? Shouldn't I kill them?" Mu Ziyun roared.
"You are such a devil!" Kite was very angry, as were Fang Tianmu and Huzi. She felt that these guys really didn't care about human life. They would kill if they threatened or hurt themselves? He usually doesn't talk about benevolence and righteousness, but he behaves in a decent manner. Once he gets angry, he forgets everything. Huzi was okay. Although he was deeply affected, he still had some sense of proportion. Fang Tianmu, Mu Ziyun and Lingdang were different. They were very energetic when killing people, as if that was their nature, and when killing When people are young, the aura of a person is the most real. The hostility of these three people is different, but they are all deeply disgusting.
"Smelly bitch!"
"Stinky wood!"
While the two were "flirting", Ling Dang had already excitedly summoned the demon mantis and injected a very small amount of high-level magic energy into the body of the demon mantis, greatly strengthening its strength and making it easier to kill the Long people. She tried some strength, but over time the bell couldn't hold it anymore, and she still couldn't resist the erosion of her spirit by the magic energy.
In just a short time, all the slaves were dead. It is true that they were Long people, but their long-term slave life gradually wiped away their wildness. When it came to a real fight, they were not at the level of Long people. Mr. Tan stood among the corpses, His eyes were very calm, and there was a teasing smile on his lips.
Mu Ziyun smiled evilly and said: "It seems that you have a lot of dogs, so many people died, and you didn't even blink an eye."
"Did you blink?" Mr. Tan shook his shoulders and chuckled, "What? After the killing, do you want to become an upright organization again?"
Mu Ziyun was speechless, his brows furrowed, and he was about to kill him. Mr. Tan continued: "Yes, if I don't take back my words, you still have the qualifications to become an affiliated force of the Guatan tribe. If you think about it clearly, come and find him." Me!" After saying that, he walked out.
"I want to escape!" Mu Ziyun rushed over.
Unexpectedly, a group of people blocked him, and Mu Ziyun was shocked to find that these people were the slaves who had just been killed. At this moment, they were opening their eyes, dancing and moving like living people, and they also had breath on their bodies.
"How could they do that?" Kite leaned next to Mu Ziyun and asked in surprise.
"Boy!" Mu Ziyun turned to Fang Tianmu and called.
Fang Tianmu went out with a sword and cut a slave in half. The slave died again. However, a few breaths later, in front of everyone, she opened her eyes, but her upper and lower body were still separated. What a terrible thing. After giving birth, the slave's upper body crawled to her lower body, and she brought her upper and lower bodies together with her hands. The broken flesh was glued together, and it recovered as before, and she stood up again.
At this time, Fang Tianmu opened his mouth and said coldly: "The breath has not changed, she is not dead at all!"
