Changqing put away the token and stood with his hands behind his back.
At the gate of the Prison Department, all the passers-by could not react.
There was still a dispute and confrontation before, but in just a moment, Chang Qing killed Zhang Peng.
Now, Fang Teng, the Xuan-level prison envoy of the prison department, wanted to kill Chang Qing, but then, Chang Qing finally revealed his identity.
Qingyun Kingdom appoints a criminal!
For the people of Fanlin City, they may have never heard of the Blood Fiend Gang, but they are very familiar with the executioner.
It is independent of the Prison Department and the military and belongs directly to His Majesty the King.
There is a rotation every ten years, and only the most talented person in the world can be qualified.
The four major families in the imperial city are fighting hard to no avail, and the one who has the greatest hope of becoming a prisoner is their Fanlin Town Prisoner, Fang Lin!
Fang Lin's name has long been famous in Qingyun Kingdom, and as the people of Fanlin City, they also feel extremely honored.
"Are your words evidence? That's so arrogant!" Fang Teng said angrily: "Everyone knows that the person appointed as the executioner of Qingyun Kingdom must be my eldest nephew Fang Lin!"
Changqing smiled slightly and said: "I have met Nangong Lianxue, she should know that I am the executioner. I just saw her go in, and I will tell Fang Lin about it in the future. Why, are you not qualified to listen? ?”
Fang Teng's face suddenly turned red. He had indeed been pushed back by his eldest nephew before.
He was about to take out the communication talisman and send a message to Fang Lin for instructions, but Chang Qing's next words made his face turn pale and bloodless in an instant.
"Colluding with the Blood Fiend Gang and Madam Bones, are you also involved, right?"
"You fart! You're talking nonsense!" Fang Teng scolded immediately.
The passersby onlookers have the illusion of repetition, as if this scene seems familiar.
"What evidence do you have?"
"My words are evidence. If you are not convinced, I can argue with you."
Changqing was calm and composed, looking at the head of the Shen family, and said: "The dignified No. 1 Chamber of Commerce in Fanlin City has business dealings with the Nangong family. Such a chamber of commerce can't even afford a master guard? But let the Prison Control Department coordinate the escort? What’s the point?”
The passers-by onlookers were whispering to each other. Those who originally thought Changqing was trustworthy began to have doubts at this time.
After all, they have seen the behavior and behavior of the Shen family leader for so many years.
Changqing looked around and said with a smile: "Are you trying to say that Shang does not raise troops to avoid suspicion?"
"A good strategy and a good layout, just like this bitter plot."
"Knowing that the Forest of Bones is dangerous, we don't have to take a long detour, but we use the Nangong family as an excuse to rush on the road and take risks. This is to get involved with the Nangong family. In this way, if everything goes well, I can also be with the Nangong family. Come closer.”
The head of the Shen family couldn't listen anymore and interrupted: "Even if it is true as you said, there is no way I can hook up with my daughter!"
"If you don't want to give up the child, you won't be able to trap the wolf. After all, your goal is the Nangong family, one of the four major families in the imperial city. Of course, you have to be extremely safe to ensure that everything is foolproof. You are willing to let your daughter marry Zhang Peng, what else are you reluctant to give up?"
"You!" Head Shen pointed at Changqing, his fingers trembling.
Changqing looked at Fang Teng again, and continued: "Even if we put aside all this, we will only talk about you. As the prison envoy of the Prison Suppression Department, you should know your responsibilities, to catch all lawbreakers, suppress all evil spirits, and help Justice in the world is to kill all the evil spirits in the world. But you still have a commission, but you ignored it and escaped alone. Oh no, Mrs. Bones let her go like she let Zhang Peng go."
Fang Teng had his own reasons and didn't know how to refute.
At this time, he could only bite the bullet and said in a deep voice: "I, the Prison Suppressor, have absolutely nothing to do with the Blood Fiend Gang!"
"That means you have something to do with Madam Bones?"
"I didn't say that!"
"Mrs. Bones has a relationship with the Blood Demon Gang, and the Blood Demon Gang has a relationship with the Shen Family Chamber of Commerce. Isn't this still the same?"
Fang Teng's mind went blank after hearing this.
After a long time, he gritted his teeth and growled: "You boy, you have sharp teeth and a sharp tongue, and you talk nonsense. What are you talking about as a prison officer? Your token is simply fake! I think you are a member of the Blood Demon Gang, and you are deliberately trying to imprison me. You act wild in front of the Secretary's door, and you even kill people in the street! As the Chief of the Prison Department, how can I allow you to be so arrogant?"
After a pause, Fang Teng then said hurriedly: "Executioner? Qingyun Congress chose you, a boy with the first level of spiritual awakening realm, to be the executioner? Are you better than the geniuses of the four major families in the imperial city? Are you better than my eldest nephew? Is Fang Lin still strong?"
The passers-by looked at each other. By now, they no longer believed in Changqing.
The head of the Shen family colluded with the demonic Blood Demon Gang?
Fang Lin is not as good as the first level of Awakening Spirit Realm?
How can this be!
Maybe Zhang Peng is not what Chang Qing said, but just that kind of thing?
In contrast, the latter is more acceptable.
Fang Teng mobilized his whole body's true energy, and all the four cultivation levels of the Danhai Realm were concentrated on the mysterious-level magic weapon long sword in his hand.
The light of the sword was so sharp that the three-foot-long sword light caused the hard steps at the door of the Prison Suppression Division to shatter like tofu.
"Mo Dao Xiaoxiao, do you think you can deceive me? That day at the Bone Forest, I saw you and Mrs. Bone together with my own eyes!"
Fang Teng gradually stabilized the situation.
At this time, he made it up randomly, but it was recognized by the passers-by.
In the crowd, Li Qianfan frowned deeply. Changqing should have run away, right?
At the same time, I cursed in my heart: What kind of hero saves my father-in-law, can I intervene?
Fang Teng looked at Changqing with disdain, but when he really wanted to take action, he still hesitated.
What if something happens?
Can I get away with it?
This is a prisoner after all...
Just between hesitation, Changqing drew out the black ruler sword, and the black ruler in his hand was filled with bright red flames.
Immediately afterwards, strong winds gathered, compressing the flames to the extreme.
The sword energy spread out, and a red laser pierced the ground to an unknown depth.
Changqing didn't hesitate, he raised his hand and swept away.
Not only that, Changqing also activated the ability of the Sky-Suppressing Black Ruler Sword.
The world is so close, the space is shortened!
A laser beam streaked across the wall along the floor, and then suddenly crossed over.
When everyone saw the laser again, the laser had stopped on the Prison Suppression Department's plaque.
The original path had a burning straight line, intermittent.
"Puff!"
There were two muffled sounds, and the Fanlin Town Prison Supervisor's plaque broke into two pieces and fell down.
In the crowd, Li Qianfan took a breath of cold air.
Why did this attack suddenly jump over? It was so sudden, even I wouldn't be able to react!
Could it be that the Black Ruler Sword that Chang Qing "picked up" was the same as his own Black Tiger Sword, a heavenly treasure?
The jumping path of Changqing's attack included Fang Teng's body.
Fang Teng's whole body was trembling slightly, and his pupils were full of fear.
He felt his body gradually losing control. He felt half of his body sliding diagonally downward!
His spiritual thoughts began to slow down, and his thoughts began to stagnate.
He only had time to raise his long knife, and with his last breath, he slashed at Changqing!
This is to die together!
