Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 352: Kill that stinky ass first
The Qingyang Sect was attacked, so there is no need to guess, the man in black robe must have been there.

Tu Xingsun was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted to Han Yu, "I didn't lie to you! I didn't lie to you! Can you let me go?"

Before Han Yu could reply, Zhu Yu could not help but attack him and slapped him in the face. Then he shook his hands and snorted, "Damn it, you are so happy that my sect is beaten up, right?"

This completely confused Tu Xingsun. The already swollen pig's head suddenly looked extremely asymmetrical.

"I'll leave the man to you. Oh, this guy has magical powers. Your torture instruments can trap his true essence but not his magical powers. I suggest you pour some feces under the cell."

Han Yu's few words made Tu Xingsun's face turn from black to blue, and from blue to white.

In this way, let alone escaping with the earth-based magical powers, he didn't even dare to use them.

"I'll go with you!"

Zhu Yu expressed his desire to accompany them. As the chief disciple of the Qingyang Sect, it was his duty to take part in such a big event.

Furthermore, if something really happened to the Qingyang Sect, Moyang City would not be able to escape. This group of evil sects are now completely crazy, and I am afraid that they may even dare to attack the garrison at that time.

For both public and private reasons, nothing can happen to the Qingyang Sect, otherwise Moyang City will be truly isolated and helpless.

"Lose the city!"

Before leaving, Zhu Yu issued one final order to all the palace guards.

"Anyone who breaks into the city without knowing their origin will be killed."

After leaving the city, the two of them took off into the sky and headed westward.

"Could you please help protect Qingyang Sect after you catch the mastermind, Mr. Han?"

On the way, Zhu Yu spoke somewhat awkwardly.

Then, as if afraid that Han Yu might misunderstand him, he explained a few more words.

"Although I am somewhat selfish, from a public perspective, Qingyang Sect cannot be in trouble. Moyang City now relies on the Qingyang Sect for mutual assistance. Strategically, only the Qingyang Sect can stabilize those restless small sects in the surrounding areas."

"I've heard for a long time that Mr. Han has always had a close relationship with our garrison. I hope you can help Moyang City out of our friendship..."

The shortcomings of the two departments will only become more serious with the passage of time. Unless this disaster can be quickly quelled, it will only escalate.

"Is the situation already so serious?"

Han Yu was extremely surprised. In fact, according to his itinerary, he only saw that incidents occurred in Nanling City and Tianji Tower.

But no one expected that this war would sweep across the entire monastic world.

"It's more than serious. In fact, there's already a city in the southern border that has been occupied by the evil sect. These bastards only pick on the weak."

Zhu Yu spoke angrily. As the garrison commander of a prefecture, all intelligence from the Supervisory Office was synchronized and nothing would be hidden from them that they should know.

His series of seemingly brutal policies in the city are because Moyang City happens to be a soft persimmon, and the possibility that this group of evil cultivators will shamelessly attack him first is also very high.

Han Yu's face looked a little ugly. Southern Territory...

That's my hometown.

You can beat these bastards, but don’t fight them in your hometown. There are also monsters with magical powers. If they are allowed to grow wildly in the southern border, who can stop them!
When we catch the man in black robe, we must immediately go to the Supervisory Office to inquire about the situation.

"Are you not looking for a monk with good fortune?"

The spirit of the weapon hurriedly said that the matter of the ten lists of Tianji Tower had not been finalized yet!
Han Yu said unhappily, "This is almost reaching my doorstep, let's talk about the luck cultivator later."

The weapon spirit twitched its lips and said, "If you get involved, you will have to drag out the corpse refiners."

The man in black robe is just the one in the open. Behind him must be a huge new organization. If he gets involved, Han Yu will be entangled with the other party again.

Moreover, the opponent's methods are becoming more and more difficult to deal with nowadays. He doesn't even need to show up to stir up both good and evil.

The spirit of the weapon felt that if Han Yu did something bad to others again this time, it would not be as easy to get away with it as in the past.

In response to this, Han Yu spoke helplessly in his mind. "I don't care if they fight against the court or the righteous path, but I can only make things difficult for them with this approach."

……

The Qingyang Sect has become a mess, with cultivators fighting each other everywhere, either in the air, on the mountain top, or on the ground.

There were constant sounds of fighting and flying magical weapons everywhere.

One of the figures stood out the most, as graceful as the wind, and as he moved back and forth, the evil cultivators fell one after another.

He didn't even need a second sword to kill someone. It was obvious that he was only at the Other Shore Realm. But even the cultivators at the See Me Realm only needed one sword.

Lin Fei flicked the sword tip in a rather showy manner, and a few drops of blood exploded. Then his true energy suddenly surged, and after slashing down with the sword, all the evil cultivators from the other shore realm who were rushing towards him were knocked to the ground.

"too weak."

The cultivators at the same level are like weaklings and are not strong enough for him to defeat.

Even the higher level of the See-me Realm would not pose much of a threat to him.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said to his body, "Prepare to possess."

He planned to find some God-peek realm to play with.

The next moment, after a mysterious feeling spread throughout his body, his five senses were suddenly elevated to an extremely wonderful level, as if nothing could escape his perception.

Then his true energy suddenly increased several times like oil boiling in a raging fire.

This concentration of true essence can even be compared to the level of cultivation at the Spiritual Realm.

Lin Fei carefully felt the huge change in his strength, and the next moment he opened his eyes and raised his hand boldly.

"Qilin Arm!"

True energy wrapped around his arm and continued to extend out. In the blink of an eye, a giant claw appeared. He raised his hand and rushed towards an evil cultivator in the God-Gazing Realm.

The monk was frightened by the huge claws. He kept bombarding them with his magic weapons, but he could not stop the claws at all.

puff!

Finally, the claws suddenly doubled in size, and the monk was unable to dodge and was pierced through the heart. Especially after the claws exploded, they tore him into pieces.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Fei felt very happy. Under the possession, he could defeat even those in the spirit realm.

But he didn't laugh for long before his joy turned into sorrow. First of all, the commotion here attracted the attention of many evil cultivators who were looking to spy on gods.

Secondly, Lin Fei's killing spree instantly attracted a lot of hatred.

"Let's kill this stinking bastard first."

Several evil cultivators in the God-Seeking Realm called out, and together with dozens of minor cultivators, they attacked Lin Fei...

On Li Qingyun's side, four people surrounded a corpse, but they still couldn't take it down after a long time, and they couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

It’s really because this thing is too slippery. Every time there is a fatal attack, this ghost thing always manages to hide successfully.

This continued for a while, and suddenly an elder's eyes lit up, "This thing has too little endurance, it's almost gone, let's use it up to death!"

Silly boy, it's not that it doesn't work, it's that its true function is about to come into play.

The man in black robe, who had been hiding in the clouds, looked at this scene from afar and couldn't help but shook his head with emotion.

Especially when looking at the monks from both sides fighting each other below.

You are all cannon fodder...

(End of this chapter)