Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world.

Chapter 147 Justice will prevail?

The third sweep of Liang Jin's Crazy Dragon's Three Tail Swings is also the most powerful one.

When Liang Jin's iron spear came whistling, the male elephant was so frightened that his scalp went numb.

His sword power had been broken, and it was obviously impossible for him to swing the sword again to attack.

The male elephant could only hold the big knife in front of him as a defense.

"Aquarius Qigong!"

The male elephant's muscles were twitching, his breathing was as loud as the wind, and the Aquarius Qi was running through his body.

"Tumgong!"

The male elephant's skin began to turn red, his body temperature rose rapidly, and even bursts of steam came out from his head.

Relying on these two methods of the Wuliang Mingwang Sect, the male elephant's body has become terrifyingly strong.

at the same time.

Liang Jin's big iron spear was already whistling towards him.

"boom!!!"

There was a loud bang.

Mud was flying everywhere in the Meng Mansion.

The male elephant, which was stuck in the ground like a steel stake, was actually pulled up from the ground and shot away by Liang Jin's shot.

"Bang!!!"

The male elephant's huge body hit the wall while flying backwards, and even broke through the wall directly.

Accompanied by falling broken bricks.

The male elephant had been thrown heavily onto the street outside the Meng Mansion.

This caused passers-by on the street to exclaim in surprise.

After all, it was the first time they saw a living person break through the wall and fly out.

roadside.

A group of outsiders were also surprised when they saw this scene.

"Boss, there's a fight going on up ahead."

"Judging from his attire, he looks like a disciple of the Wuliang Mingwang Sect, a local sect in the Western Desert."

The subordinate spoke to a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly:
"He's a fifth-rank warrior."

As they were talking, they suddenly saw another person coming out from the damaged wall of the house.

This person is Liang Jin.

Liang Jin, holding his iron spear, slowly walked towards the male elephant:

"Great monk, do you accept it?"

The male elephant was covered in dust and dirt at this time.

He struggled to get up from the ground.

Although he looked very embarrassed, he didn't seem to be seriously injured.

It seems that the martial arts of the Wuliang Mingwang Sect are indeed quite impressive.

It is no wonder that the Wuliang Mingwang Sect has become one of the three major sects in the Western Desert.

And because the people of the Wuliang Mingwang Sect acted tyrannically, they were regarded as an evil sect by many sects.

But even though it is regarded as an evil sect, it can still stand proudly in the Western Desert and not take those famous and upright sects seriously.

"I don't agree!"

"Evil man, let's fight again!"

The bull elephant roared angrily.

I saw his feet slam into the ground again.

His skin became redder and redder, just like a prawn that had been cooked.

This means that his body temperature is getting higher and higher, and water vapor is constantly rising above his head.

If an ordinary person's body temperature were this high, he would have died long ago.

However, this male elephant was intact and looked even more imposing.

When passersby saw this, they screamed and ran away in a hurry.

Where dare I stay?

The male elephant held the sword tightly in both hands, holding it upright in front of him with the tip pointing to the sky.

At this time.

I heard a female voice coming from the yard:
"This is the 'Spiritual Heat Blade', which emphasizes the combination of external spiritual heat, internal spiritual heat, and secret spiritual heat. The four meridians and the six methods of Naruo..."

Liu Yuan hadn't finished speaking yet.

The male elephant shouted hurriedly:

"Female Bodhisattva, please stop talking."

"I'm already struggling, if you keep talking I won't be able to defeat you."

Liang Jin also spoke:

"Liu Yuan, don't remind me."

"Otherwise, even if we win, this monk won't accept it."

"Today I'm going to beat this monk until he submits!"

Liu Yuan snorted coldly and said nothing more.

The male elephant was relieved now, and he shouted at Liang Jin with his knife:

"Evil man!"

"Come over here if you have the guts!"

The Wuliang Mingwang Sect's martial arts are not good at moving the body, but they are very good at standing still and delivering damage.

This male elephant is like a big tree with its roots deeply rooted in the ground. Although it does not move, it gives people an unshakable aura.

If they encounter an enemy with great lightness skills, they will never choose to fight the male elephant head-on.

Instead, they will rely on their lightness skills to move around, slowly attacking the male elephant and constantly looking for its weaknesses.

But Liang Jin wouldn't be like that.

His martial arts skills are also very strong and powerful, especially the power to crush others, so why waste so much time?
Immediately.

Liang Jin was seen holding the gun in both hands and squatting slightly.

His aura became more and more violent, like a crouching tiger ready to pounce on people at any time!

This move is exactly the Crouching Tiger Style from the Northern Tyrant Liuhe Spear!

When the group of outsiders saw this scene, they couldn't help but marvel inwardly.

The middle-aged man praised:
"Good marksmanship!"

"I didn't expect that Meng Xinghun is actually such a master with a gun."

"I've never heard of such a spearmanship, but it's very powerful and exquisite!"

"It has the power to sweep away thousands of troops!"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the spear technique used by the military to kill the enemy."

The men nodded one after another.

But someone asked:
"Boss, that monk's martial arts skills seem pretty good too."

The middle-aged man replied:
"Yes."

"That monk has inherited the true teachings of the Wuliang Mingwang Sect. His swordsmanship is especially powerful and fierce."

"If you encounter an opponent from the Wuliang Mingwang Sect in the future, remember not to engage in a head-on battle. Instead, learn to avoid their strengths and attack their weaknesses."

After hearing this, everyone felt that they had gained a lot of knowledge.

The Wuliang Mingwang Sect is a sect from the Western Desert with a unique martial arts style.

However, their disciples rarely entered Daqian, so most of them had only heard of this powerful martial art but had never seen it.

Today, they can finally feast their eyes.

"Their hard-hitting style of fighting is truly exciting!"

"Boss, who do you think will win?"

"I think the monk was knocked out. It looks like Meng Xinghun has a better chance of winning."

The subordinates continued to ask for advice.

The middle-aged man shook his head:

"it's not true."

"Although Meng Xinghun seems to have the advantage, this advantage will not last long."

"The Wuliang Mingwang Sect's martial arts prefer head-on confrontations, and they are particularly adept at sustained, high-intensity combat."

"Even if we're at a disadvantage at the beginning, we can still fight harder and harder, gradually wearing down our opponent's fighting spirit and ultimately turning the tide."

"If Meng Xinghun gains the upper hand and relies on roaming to wear down the monk, then his chances of winning are quite good."

"But he's choosing to continue a tough fight with the monk. He'll be unable to continue after a few moves."

After hearing this, everyone praised the middle-aged man for his reasonable words.

At this time.

Suddenly, a voice was heard:
"No!"

"I think Brother Meng will win!"

Everyone turned around and saw a young man in an official robe walking towards them with several yamen runners.

It was Gao Hongzhe.

When everyone saw Gao Hongzhe, they all saluted with fists.

During these two days, the middle-aged man and his group did not go to the yamen to find Gao Hongzhe, but Gao Hongzhe took the initiative to find them instead.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man and others had no choice but to reveal their identities and communicate with Gao Hongzhe.

original.

This group of outsiders are really from the Daqian Dynasty's detective agency.

The leader was named Cangdu, and he worked as a file manager in the investigation factory.

After confirming the identities of the people, Gao Hongzhe returned the driver's license from the police station.

Cangdu’s position as datou was a fifth-rank official, and Gao Hongzhe’s position as prefect was a fourth-rank official.

On the surface, Gao Hongzhe seems to be one level higher.

But Gao Hongzhe now only has an official rank, and his power is limited to one city.

On the other hand, the head of the investigation agency has great power in Daqian, which is enough to make all officials afraid.

An ordinary fourth-rank official is not something that Cangdu would take seriously.

But now the people from the Investigation Bureau are in the Western Desert, and their power has been infinitely reduced.

Especially since they still need help from others, these detectives will not be rude to Gao Hongzhe.

They agreed to meet at Meng's house today, but they didn't expect to encounter a fight.

"Oh?"

"Does Lord Gao also know martial arts?"

Cangdu asked with a slight frown.

Of course he knew that Gao Hongzhe knew nothing about martial arts.

But this person who knows nothing about it actually dared to disagree with the opinion of a fourth-grade master like me.

This naturally made Cangdu unhappy.

Gao Hongzhe smiled and said:
"Although I don't know martial arts, I believe in Brother Meng."

"Brother Meng has justice in his heart, while that monk is only cruel."

"So Brother Meng will definitely win."

Cang Du chuckled and naturally scoffed at this remark.

A group of detectives from the police station all had scornful smiles on their faces, and were too lazy to even argue with Gao Hongzhe.

Justice will prevail?

Who would believe this old-fashioned lie to trick children?

At least these guys don't believe it.

They work for a secret agency called the Jishichang, and do a lot of dishonorable work in Daqian.

Such things as fabricating charges, framing and slandering, surveillance and eavesdropping, torture and forced confessions, etc.

The barbarians never believe in justice, they only believe in imperial power!
at this time.

The situation on the battlefield has changed.

Liang Jin, take action!

He jumped up like a tiger, and stabbed the dangerous direction with the iron spear in his hand!

The bull elephant roared:
“Well done!!!”

His big knife also fell again!

(End of this chapter)