An earth-shattering battle took place in Xiaohe Town in the North County of Zhongzhou. When the county guard in charge arrived with countless officers and soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, the entire town had been abandoned, with only countless huge rocks in the mountains standing still. Lying there, it seems to be telling the tragedy of this war.
This kind of thing has not happened in Zhongzhou under the jurisdiction of the Tang Dynasty for a long time. In addition to reporting it to the court and the academy, Zhongzhou also launched a manhunt to investigate the truth of the matter.
The Sheriff of Beijun was a middle-aged man with a slender figure and a majestic expression. He frowned fiercely at the scene in front of him, and his mood was even worse.
With the occurrence of this incident, in addition to the collapse of rocks and subsidence of foundations, a strange case was also involved.
That is, judging from the corpses at the foot of the mountain, almost all the people in this small river town have died long ago, but he has no idea about this matter, and there is not a trace of news. I believe that it won't be long before the higher-ups will issue an order to investigate. , the first is him, the local county governor.
A confidant next to him came over and whispered: "The matter has been deduced. It should be that a certain great cultivator happened to pass by here, and then discovered something strange in the town, and then got into a fight with the murderer who murdered the people in the town. , caused this strange phenomenon, and based on the traces of the battle and the level of aura, the murderer should be a demon cultivator."
"Demon cultivators? Are there still demon cultivators in the world today?"
The county guard looked at the half-collapsed mountains in the sky and said calmly: "Can't there be any clues about the two great practitioners who can move the Hengduan Mountains here?"
The confidant's expression froze slightly and he said, "We are investigating as soon as possible, but so far there are no clues."
The county guard was disheartened, sighed, and said with emotion: "I guess I can't keep my position as county guard this time. Old Zhao, you should take care of yourself in the future."
The confidant named Lao Zhao also understood the meaning of lip death and tooth cold. After thinking for a while, he whispered: "According to the current traces, the murderer should be a demon sect. It is not just one person. I heard that there are dozens of others." The demon cultivator ran away. If we arrest them all, the people in the academy know best the merits and demerits of dividing people, so maybe there will be a chance."
The governor's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "Who is coming from the academy?"
The confidant smiled and returned: "I heard it was Mr. Lu Wenyu."
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Hearing this name, the governor's mood seemed to change from the clouds, and he said quickly: "Quickly, allocate all manpower to catch all the dozens of demonic monks who escaped!"
Before the two of them had time to say anything, a sudden gust of wind blew from a distance, blowing away countless flying sand and rocks.
Along with the strong wind came dozens of mysterious men dressed in black.
Their faces are all covered by masks with strange black patterns. They wear iron armor on their waists and abdomens, and carry swords or knives behind their backs. There are many types of weapons.
As they arrived, the temperature in the venue dropped sharply, and a chill swept over the whole body.
When the North County Sheriff saw the masks they were covered with, his pupils suddenly shrank, and cold sweat instantly spread all over his body.
The strange pattern on their masks is not a pattern, but a word that is easy to read.
Tang Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty of the Tang Dynasty.
"See you, my lord." The county guard and his confidants quickly bowed their hands and saluted.
"I'm here today to tell you that you don't have to worry about the cause and effect of this matter. Let us accept it and there will be no need to discuss it in the future." A sharp and delicate voice sounded from a man at the front of the crowd.
Mr. County Sheriff was stunned for a moment, and then whispered with uncertainty: "As for the case of the people in the town, I, as the County Sheriff, cannot absolve myself of the blame, so..."
"There is no need to say anything more at this time. It has nothing to do with you. In addition, other people are not allowed to know about this matter. That's the end of it."
The man interrupted him directly and asked, "Are there any demonic monks who escaped?"
The county guard nodded subconsciously, and before he could say anything, dozens of people disappeared in an instant.
The confidant Lao Zhao looked pale and was frightened by the aura of those people.
Feeling uneasy, he said tremblingly: "Sir...who are these people?"
As if he had experienced the ups and downs of life in an instant, the county guard didn't know how he felt. He just wiped his face fiercely and murmured: "Xunyao Division, Xunyao Division, those guys from Xunyao Division are here!"
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On the top of a certain barren mountain, dozens of evil cultivators lost the protection of Dan Chenzi and some mandatory restraints. At this moment, they no longer had any fear. Their whole bodies exuded a fierce evil aura, and their faces were ferocious. They just felt that they had to massacre a few people first. Let’s talk about a city.
Coincidentally, there is a village with dozens of music families at the foot of the mountain.
Accompanied by violent roars and screams, dozens of people rushed down from the top of the mountain and ran away.
The people who were resting in the village happened to see this scene on the mountainside, and they all turned pale and panicked.
At this moment, there was a series of roaring and explosions halfway up the road, rumbling and rumbling.
Before dozens of people had time to react, several figures with strange masks appeared in the center of the crowd almost at the same time.
The sword energy and sword energy came out violently, without any intention of chatting, and in the blink of an eye, most of the people in the Ice Palace were killed.
"ah!!!"
The only remaining people in the Northern Ice Palace let out pitiful screams. These evil cultivators who had always fought independently gathered together to form a good fighting force, but at this moment they were like chickens waiting to be slaughtered, without any resistance. The power was completely cleared almost instantly.
The battle is over.
There were only a dozen corpses left on the ground, all of them too dead to die.
Dozens of people sheathed their swords at the same time, stood in a row, and the atmosphere returned to silence.
At this moment, a young man who didn't know when he appeared here slowly walked over.
He was not wearing a mask, revealing a very sunny and handsome face with a cynical smile on his lips, which attracted the attention of some young women.
The man knelt down and looked at the faces of the corpses casually, and said lazily: "Oh, it's true. The remnants of the Ice Palace really have to thank that cultivator from another country this time."
The man waved his hand and said, "It's all gone. Search all the eighteen counties and counties on the border of Datang in Central Continent. We can't let a similar situation happen again this time."
Dozens of people disappeared at the same time like ghosts.
The handsome man stretched, took out a piece of paper from his arms, read it, thought about it, and then murmured to himself: "This Shen Yu is a restless character. He has been provoked since he came out of the Tang Dynasty. Such a big mess, well... Even though His Majesty gave him a document from the Demon Hunting Division, he still needs to go and take a look."
The young man suddenly sighed and said with some narcissistic emotion: "The greater the strength, the greater the responsibility. I, Ye Xingchen, really feel sorry for myself. I am so busy every day, so handsome and so strong. "
At some point, a masked man behind him came back here for some unknown reason. After hearing the words of the man in front, the serious face hidden under the mask was also quite strange.
"What's going on?" The young man looked calm.
The man bent down slightly and whispered: "The skeleton of a big demon on the border is missing. There is obviously something wrong. It seems that there is a ghost in the company."
"oh?"
Ye Xingchen said lightly, and then didn't say anything. He just raised his eyebrows high and said with a resentment on his face: "What's going on? What kind of messy things happened when I took office? Logically speaking, I shouldn't be fooled. Isn’t this boss of the Monster Hunting Department supposed to lie down in a brothel or a bar in the imperial capital every day, leisurely drink the fine tea that Longjing County paid tribute to, and then fall in love with a pretty young lady?”
"If the Demon Hunting Department is really like you said, it can only be said to be our shame..."
The man had no expression on his face and said helplessly: "And according to what you said, except for the location, you are not in the brothel or the imperial capital every day, so there is no difference in what you do."
"It's boring, it's boring, it's boring to talk to you, let's go!
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The young man was a little angry, rolled his eyes slightly, then stomped his feet slightly, and his whole body instantly rose into the sky.
