Upon hearing this, Zhuo Kuangsheng's face immediately darkened.
Ruan Erniang said directly: "This flower demon commits crimes in other places, of course we can't control it, but this is a deserted city, and the deserted city is different from other places. The flower demon must pay with blood, and even the king of heaven and I can't protect him today. "
Not to mention that one of the murdered women was Ruan Erniang's sister at the Border Town Inn. Even if she didn't know the murdered woman, they had to take care of the matter.
The bosses of all parties here have this plan. Border Huang is no longer there, and now Huang City is standing. They cannot allow people to break the rules of Huang City, let alone disappoint Tianjun.
The Four Saints, the Eight Ghosts, and the Thirty-Six Deacons, this is what they will be called in the deserted city in the future.
If they are allowed to leave the deserted city safely today, how will they still have the dignity to manage this number one city in the world in the future? !
Seeing the determination of everyone in front of him, the mysterious man saw that there was no point in talking any more, so he had no choice but to sigh: "Xiang doesn't want to commit more crimes, so why do you want to seek death?"
There was still something to say, so Xiahou Ting gave a loud shout and swept away with his knife.
Although his halberd was broken, he picked up the sword again. The moment he swung the sword, Ji Bie and Helian Bobo flew down from the roof and waved towards the mysterious master at the same time. Ruan Erniang and other four people also took action at the same time.
Zhuo Kuangsheng, Zhu Tianyun and others drew their swords one after another, and followed the swords to attack the mysterious master in front of them without fear.
Under such a situation, except for the bosses who took the lead, the other warriors could not help, so they had to surround the place to prevent the man from having a chance to escape.
The mysterious man said in a long voice: "Well done!"
Xiahou Ting's sword arrived first, and the mysterious man's left hand had already transformed into thousands of palm shadows to meet his blade.
The two met in the air, and Xia Houting used his special skills. The thick-backed knife underwent subtle changes, and in an instant he struck out the heaviest, fiercest, and most powerful two swords. With all his strength, he slashed into the shadow of Charming Eyes' palm.
"Dang, Dang!"
The swords and palms clashed, and the sword struck instantly.
Even though he tried his best, Xiahou Ting groaned and fell away.
He was so shocked by the mysterious strong man's astonishing palm power that he almost vomited blood. Although his whole arm became sore and numb, he was still able to save his life.
The figure of the mysterious master flashed, and with the help of his strength, he jumped into the air, and drew his sword to greet the two people under the cover.
"blow"!
The sword edge crossed the void and struck at the two people under the cover. He ignored all kinds of tricks in the world. His sword showed the peak and the essence of the essence.
The sword light flashed in their eyes, and they fell into the sword light.
The killing moves that were intended to be executed were quickly retracted, and they used their own swords to parry the sword edge. The two of them were violently shaken at the same time, and the flesh on their chests was broken, causing blood to fly.
This sword could have directly killed both of them, but in order to prepare for the enemy's next attack, the sword's force was obviously reduced by 70%.
The two fell, and the mysterious man turned around and floated away. When he faced the attacker again, his left sleeve was flying, and his left hand inside the sleeve punched and palmed, slapped and chopped, and he calmly and freely neutralized all the four people's violent attacks. Still seems to have some energy left.
When Zhuo Kuangsheng, Zhu Tianyun and others finally arrived, the mysterious master made strange moves with his feet and made wonderful moves with his sword. Although he didn't look fierce, his sword was like flowing water and his steps were like moving clouds. It was extremely light and flying!
I saw that his swordsmanship was light and his clothes were fluttering. Under the shadow of the sword's palm, he parried and dodged all attacks.
Everyone present was astonished by his extremely powerful martial arts. If everyone wanted to take this man alive at the beginning, no one was holding back at the moment.
But even so, dozens of people tried their best to fight against him, but they could do nothing to him.
The crowd's attack was resolved by him, and they regrouped and attacked the mysterious man again like a shower of weapons.
This move seemed to anger him, and he shouted softly: "You are really looking for death!"
His whole body was still clothed, but his hair was flying in the sky. He was surrounded by an astonishing energy, and his eyes burst out with indescribable light.
Suddenly, his long sword turned into a rainbow, soaring into the sky first. The sword roared loudly, and in an instant it turned into a roar that filled the sky and the earth. Then the sword light struck down with a power that shocked gods and ghosts.
Everyone's expressions changed. Is this a sword? Is this swordsmanship?
Falling from the sky were streaks of sword light intertwined like endless chaos.
It seems that after one sword, there is another sword, and after ten swords, there are still ten swords. The sword light is poured down like mercury in an instant. Anyone who is slightly negligent will be deboned and dismembered!
They can't stop it, they can only retreat, and they are retreating, but if they retreat now, it is too late.
Just when everyone thought they were about to die, they heard a soft "eh" ringing in their ears.
Then they saw Tianjun, who raised his palm to the sky, and the power of his palm came into being... cracking the earth and breaking rocks, splitting mountains and splitting the ground, or maybe moving stars to change, and the sky was boundless.
Countless sword lights finally merged into one, and the falling sword light came to the palm of any slender finger.
"Qiang Zheng!"
The swirling flying sand and rocks suddenly stopped, as if the wind and clouds had suddenly solidified.
A burst of energy was released, with unparalleled strength, pushing them all away.
When the energy dissipated, a figure turned over and floated down, landing about ten feet in front of Ran Yi.
Surrounded by a crowd of pale and dumbfounded people, he looked at Yianyi with an extremely complicated expression, and slowly said: "Are you the Tianjun?"
It was a question, but it was also more affirmative, and his eyes were both shocked, a little horrified, and even more intense.
But Xuanyuan also saw a sense of confidence in his eyes. Xuanyuan looked at the young man with unobtrusive eyes for a while, and suddenly smiled: "You are rare!"
The mysterious man said nothing, and the heat in his eyes did not go out.
Randomly asked: "Are you Xiang Yutian?"
The mysterious man was stunned and said in surprise: "You know me?"
Ran Ran glanced at the flower demon whose meridians were sealed not far away, and said slowly: "He is your senior brother, and you two are both Mo Yiming's disciples. It's just that his temperament changed drastically due to his obsession with practicing martial arts, and he went around doing evil things. .”
After saying that, he glanced at Yutian again and said lightly: "You can't save him."
Xiang Yutian said in a deep voice: "Since Tianjun knows that he is senior brother Xiang, Xiang must protect him no matter what."
Ranran said with a smile: "I haven't drawn my sword for a long time."
As soon as the words came out, everyone's expressions changed again and again... Everyone in the world knows the wonderful charm of the magic sword, and the world has heard of the power of the magic sword, but the world has never seen the divine sword of Tianjun!
Tianjun has never drawn his sword, and no one in the world has ever seen the divine sword hanging on Tianjun's waist.
The Divine Sword has never shown its edge. No one in the world knows what the Divine Sword looks like. How does it compare to the scimitar? Is the Divine Sword more terrifying and more shocking than the Demon Sword?
With these doubts, everyone's eyes fell on the scabbard. Xiang Yutian was shocked but did not move, and his eyes were fixed on the white jade-like scabbard.
"There are too few people in this world who can make me draw my sword. There are only two people, and you Xiang Yutian is one of them."
After speaking slowly, a hand finally grasped the hilt of the sword, and the sword was slowly pulled out of its sheath...
There was a long sound of "choking"!
It is melodious, like the sound of a piano, like music. The lingering sound lingers in the ears, and there is a clear chant like the sound of nature, with a faint glimmer of light.
A three-foot long sword appeared in anyone's hand. It seemed to be nothing special at first glance, but with a flick of a finger, the blade trembled slightly, and the sword body once again let out a graceful and melodious golden sound.
The sound of the sword is whirling, and the music is flying to the ears, it is extremely pleasant!
Ranyi said calmly: "The sword makes the sound of the piano, this sword is called the sound of the string!"
Xiang Yutian praised: "Miaoyun Sword, Xianyin Sword, it is indeed a good sword!"
He stretched out his hand to caress the sword's edge and said quietly: "It has been with me for many years, but I rarely use it anymore."
