Chapter 267
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Muyang's aura changed completely, and an overwhelming coercion pressed directly on the two foreigners.Thomas still wanted to resist, but he couldn't use any magic on him now.

He felt as if he was being crushed in the middle of two big mountains. His whole body couldn't move at all, and his internal organs were all about to be crushed.The sense of oppression that hits the soul is enough to drive people crazy.

"Ahhh!"

Thomas was struggling and screaming. He would rather be slapped to death by Zhang Muyang than suffer the pain now, the severe pain from body to soul, from every cell to the whole body.

In just a few seconds, Thomas had a deep understanding of what it means to live rather than die, and what it means to regret what should have been done at the beginning, but it was too late.

The bearded Hu on the side wanted to resist before dying, but unfortunately, this was just a good wish.

Gently pinching the palm of his hand, Hu Hu felt that the bones of his whole body had been broken. Even if Zhang Muyang spared him this time, he would become a complete useless person.

Watching Zhang Muyang take care of the two foreign men who were coaxing just now with a wave of his hands, Zhang Muchen brought Zhang Muyang by his side, and she had long forgotten to be afraid, and now she looked at Zhang Muyang with admiration in her eyes.

"Brother, you are too powerful. Is this the skill of a monk? I want to learn it too."

Zhang Muyang glanced at Thomas and the bearded man on the ground, and said to Zhang Muchen: "Muchen, you have to remember this scene. When you embark on the path of cultivation in the future, when facing your enemies, you must not Be kind and soft, absolutely not."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhang Muchen to ask, he hit the Dao Jue with one blow, and his beard had turned into a pool of rotten meat on the ground, and Thomas, who just wanted to plot against Zhang Muchen, was still suffering endless pain.

Just when Zhang Muchen was stunned, Zhang Muyang turned his hand and took out the three-foot-three fairy sword, put it in Zhang Muchen's hand and said: "Muchen, if you really want to go on the road of cultivation, today is your first test."

Originally, Zhang Muyang wanted to teach Zhang Muchen slowly so that she could move around more easily and happily, but after this incident, his thinking changed.

The young eagle who has been under protection will never be able to soar by itself, and it is impossible for her to appear in time every time. Instead of letting her accept it slowly, it is better to tell her the cruelty of the practice world first. decision.With the recovery of spiritual energy and the advent of the era of great practice, even Zhang Muyang himself can't cover everything, and there will be a day when he leaves here.

If, if she is really not suitable for cultivating immortals, Zhang Muyang can only think and change other methods, and arrange some more powerful bodyguards for her, so that she can spend this life in a stable, healthy and happy way. .

When Zhang Muchen saw the bearded and muddy corpse on the ground, she suddenly felt sick to her stomach. She had never encountered such a situation before. She never dreamed that such a bloody and extremely disgusting scene would happen. in front of myself.

So she vomited, she vomited completely, almost vomited all her bile, Zhang Muyang didn't take care of her, but watched coldly from the side, he wanted her to wake up by herself.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Muchen stood up with the help of the wall. She looked at Zhang Muyang, and then at Thomas who was struggling on the ground.

A flash of determination flashed in her eyes. She was a very smart and decisive person. She understood her brother's kindness. After taking a few breaths, Zhang Muchen walked to Zhang Muyang's side and took the fairy sword in his hand.

She doesn't want to kill people, but think about what happened just now, think about the face of the person in front of her just now, if there is no brother's jade pendant, what will happen to her, and what will happen to her friends.

puff!
The long sword sank into Thomas' body, and he was no longer struggling. Although he lost his life, judging from his expression, it seemed that he had been relieved.The lesson Zhang Muyang taught him just now is that after anyone tries again, he will no longer have the courage to live.

Seeing that Zhang Muchen had solved the first stumbling block on her way to practice, Zhang Muyang smiled faintly, raised his hand and swiped, and directly made Zhang Muchen fall into a coma with an illusion.

Today, Nizi has received enough stimulation, and she has already taken the first step. All she needs now is to have a good rest and adjust her mentality and body.

As for the two corpses that fell on the ground, Zhang Muyang used the Fire Control Art to turn them into ashes naturally.Then he carried Zhang Muchen on his back, and as for her best friend, he casually mentioned it and walked out of the alley.

There are already people from the Zhang family waiting outside, and after they have been settled, Zhang Muchen has checked his body with spiritual energy and handed it to Ling Bing to take care of him, while Zhang Muyang dialed Dai Changsheng's number.

Dai Changsheng yawned and asked, "Hey, what do you want me to do at night?" If this call came from someone else, Dai Changsheng must have greeted his ancestors. He has just been busy for a few days because of the Special Ninth Bureau. , without even closing my eyes.

Zhang Muyang said slowly: "I just killed two people."

At Zhang Muyang's current level, killing a few people is nothing at all. As long as the bottom line is not stepped on, the country will not interfere too much.Dai Changsheng obviously thought so too, just when he wanted to deal with it casually, his body trembled, could Zhang Muyang kill ordinary people?Ordinary people, he kills and doesn't reciprocate himself.

Damn, did this guy kill the official of the frontier?Dai Changsheng lost all sleepiness for a moment: "Who did you kill?"

"Two foreign spies, they look like magicians, from England."

Dai Changsheng: "..."

"Why don't you speak."

"I'm weighing the pros and cons. Forget it, since everyone has been killed, let's kill it, right? Where's the body?"

"Burned!"

Dai Changsheng: "...the corpses are all burned, tell me something, oh yes, the Special Ninth Bureau meeting will be held in three days, as the deputy director, you have to lead by example, and don't be late when the time comes." Dai Changsheng finished speaking Hanging up the phone, this guy was sincere, sincerely not allowing himself to sleep well, as for why England came to spies, and why Zhang Muyang had a conflict with them, he didn't mean to ask at all.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Ling Bing couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Muyang glanced at Zhang Muchen who was sleeping in Zhengxiang, held Ling Bing in his arms and said, "It's nothing, that bastard Dai Changsheng asked me to go to Yanjing, the Special Ninth Bureau is going to have a meeting."

"When?"

"Three days later, tsk, I still can't rest for a day." Zhang Muyang smacked his mouth. Although he said so, he still had a little hope in his heart.

It's not that I'm in a hurry to take office, but I want to see how many high-level monks will participate this time under the official government's network, and how many of my friends and enemies will meet me.

(End of this chapter)

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