Chapter 120 The Tragic Ranger

Chapter 120 The Tragic Patrolman

"Tianjibu!"

In the small courtyard of the general's mansion in the sunset city, a crisp and pleasant drink suddenly sounded. In an instant, three blurred figures suddenly appeared. At the front was a petite girl in a light green kung fu uniform.

She holds a slender willow leaf sword in her hand, and her body is light, just like a fairy in the flowers. Her body exudes a strong spiritual fluctuation, indicating that she is a true person.

This girl is Linger. At this time, she is fighting against a slender girl with a graceful body, but a dark complexion, with a sword spirit. If it hadn't been blocked by barriers from all directions, I'm afraid that the wall around the courtyard would have been overwhelmed and collapsed.

Opposite Linger, the slender man held a long sword, roared and roared continuously, as if he was extremely angry!

His eyes showed fierce light and gritted his teeth. If his eyes could kill people, I'm afraid Linger had been killed millions of times.

Linger seemed to be a little afraid of the fierceness of the other party. She couldn't help shrinking when she started. Her little face was also pale, barely blocking the other party's attack, but she seemed a little embarrassed.

At this time, Xing Ming was lying on the lounge chair at the door of the wing room, tasting tea leisurely, as if he was extremely enjoying it.

Beside him, a dark warcraft, like a tiger and wolf, lay on the ground, roaring constantly. Looking at the situation, it was actually watching the two people fighting in the courtyard, and was very excited.

"Go to hell!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came out of the slender population. His eyes were fierce, and the sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning, straight to Linger's chest. The speed was so fast that she didn't even have a chance to block back.

"Roar~~~"

Da Hei, who was lying next to Xing Ming, suddenly roared. In an instant, the energy in the small yard rippled and stirred out, pressing the slender man away.

"Well!"

The man couldn't help whispering, and his whole body suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground, embarrassed.

He barely stabilized his figure, gritted his teeth, and looked at Xing Ming with resentment, "Little beast, how dare you do this to treat this sect. If his Japanese sect does not die, he will definitely let the whole sunset city be buried with you!"

Linger, who was opposite him, was pale and hurriedly retreated a few steps. He didn't know whether it was afraid of his ferocious look or the fatal blow just now!

Xing Ming smiled indifferently and said slowly, "Lord Ranger, before you come to the sunset city to show off your power, you should always have to pay the price for doing something wrong. Whether you are Wuzong or Wu Zun, even if you are a god of war, what can you do?"

The patrolman was furious and realized his own situation. He could only resist his anger and sneer: "The little beast is really arrogant. Do you think that with the so-called moat array, he can really resist the attack of the patrol temple? Ignorance!"

"This is not the care of the patrol hunters. It's better for adults to care about their own situation and think about how to get out of the sunset city alive!"

Xing Ming laughed and then suddenly asked, "Lord Patrolman, if I remember correctly, there was a big man outside the sunset city that day, who seemed to be looking for a way to break the array?"

"Humph!"

The ranger snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Little beast, do you really think you can run across the sky with your big array? How big the world is, how many strong there are! How can there be no one who can crack the array!?"

"Oh~~"

Xing Ming answered with a pause, and then said with a smile, "If you dare to spit out half a dirty word, I promise, you will regret it!"

"You!"

The patrolman pointed to Xing Ming and was so angry that he couldn't speak. The humiliation he had suffered in the past few days was far beyond the physical pain, which almost made him miserable.

But for Xing Ming's words, he had a feeling of déjà vu, and he had nothing to say for a moment.

It's outside the sunset city!

The ranger suddenly remembered that outside the sunset city, Xing Ming also said the same sentence. As a result, he was fiercely bombarded by five thunderbolts and ended up today. Thinking of this, he swallowed the words he was about to curse, just staring at Xing Ming with resentment.

"Linger, that's all for today. Take a break first!" Xing Ming called Linger, who had recovered slightly, but his eyes had been staying on the patrolman to prevent him from any sneak attack.

When Linger stood behind Xing Ming, he smiled again and said, "Lord Patrolman, I wonder if we can sit down and talk about it?" If you can answer me a few questions, you will definitely get a better treatment!"

"Daydream!" The patrolman sneered and said angrily, "Xing Ming, if you are still a warrior, you will untie the prohibition in my body. You and I will have a fair duel!"

Xing Ming shook his head slightly, but his face gradually turned cold: "It seems that the Lord Patrolman still has no communication. In this case, there is only the aggrieved Lord, Xiaohei!"

"Ji~~"

Suddenly, there was a cry in the air. A colorful bird more than two meters long swooped down, drew a beautiful arc against the energy cover of the eight-way barrier array, and then flew into the air again.

"Hing Ming! You bully people too much!" The ranger immediately shouted loudly, but he was shocked and angry. He was really afraid of this young eagle falcon!

Since his injury recovered three or four points, Xing Ming has never stopped to torture him. Every day, he always forced him to do it again and again on the grounds of giving him a chance to be ashamed, but he shamelessly banned him, making him unable to exert even 50% of his usual strength.

As a result of this, the result of each battle was that Xing Ming easily won, while the ranger was beaten all over his body, and the injury that had finally recovered returned to the original point again.

But what made him furious was that he didn't even have a chance to die. Every day, when Xing Ming left, he not only mocked him with words, but then knocked him unconscious and sent people to guard him closely. Even outside the room where he was imprisoned, a formation was arranged so that he could only move in the room even if he woke up. The door can't even take half a step!

The most shameful thing for him is that if Xing Ming rises, he will suddenly let him go. However, before he could be happy, he found that he had become the plaything of the falcon hovering in the sky.

It seems to be hunting, and it always tortures itself to death before it can't stop.

And the hateful leopard tiger...

Now that seven days have passed, he still survives in this pain like purgatory, and there is no chance!

"Lord Patrolman, it's still the same advice. When you figure it out, you can get rid of this pain immediately. Otherwise, this experience will accompany you for a lifetime, I promise!"

Xing Ming sneered, and there was no pity in his heart. He knew very well that if the person who won the battle that day was the other party, his end would definitely be a hundred times more miserable than now. With the perverted interest of the rangers, I'm afraid the whole sunset city will suffer!

"Yes, there is something I have to tell you!" Xing Ming suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, "I have a secret method that can completely get the memory in your mind. Of course, it needs to abolish your cultivation first, or... kill you. It's just that it's too troublesome, so I still hope adults can cooperate!"

Xing Ming is determined to pry open this guy's mouth. Compared with those hidden families, the patrol temple undoubtedly has a greater threat, especially that the other party has something to do with Wu Zun.

Even Qingshan and Sun Youtie have mentioned that it seems that Wu Sheng, the highest martial artist in the Sky Continent, also has an unclear relationship with the Patrol Temple!

This made Xing Ming very afraid. He saw the power of the rangers. The terrible power of the holy martial arts 'Angry Sea Crazy Dragon' was still fresh in Xing Ming's memory!

A Wuzong is so horrible. How should a martial artist at the level of Wu Zun be a pervert?

If it was a martial saint, how powerful should it be?

So he must know everything about the patrol temple. Only when you know yourself and your enemy can you win every battle!

Hearing Xing Ming's words, a frightful look suddenly flashed in the hunter's eyes and he lost his voice, "How can you search for souls? Xing Ming, are you from the Nangong family? Or a person of the esthet race?"

The esthenic race!?

Xing Ming's heart moved. It was not the first time he had heard the name. He had heard it from Qingshan a few days ago, but he didn't know what it meant. Now it seems that this 'recluse race' seems to make the patrol temple afraid!

As for the Nangong family, Xing Ming is not strange. Among the group of martial artists of the hidden family he bombarded a few months ago, Nangong Tong is a member of the Nangong family. He also heard the method of searching for memories from the corpses at that time. Now it is used to cheat hunters, but unexpectedly it has a miraculous effect.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The key depends on the attitude of the patrolman!" Xing Ming smiled and didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it!

"Hing Ming! If you have the courage, kill me!" The hunter stood proudly, pointed to Xing Ming and shouted coldly, "The moment when Benzong died was the beginning of the destruction of your sunset city!"

"Ha ha, in that case, I'm not polite!"

Xing Ming smiled gloomyly and suddenly shouted, "Dahei, treat the patrolman well!"

"Roar~~~"

Big Black suddenly roared excitedly, stood up and roared at the ranger.

"Xing Ming, how dare you... ah..."

Before the patrolman finished shouting, he suddenly screamed...

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Finally, there is a chapter. It's not easy. I'm going to repair the computer tomorrow. Who knows that the host box screams and the monitor doesn't respond? What's the problem? Give me some advice to Lao Jin. Alas, I'm a computer idiot.

Finally, I'm sorry. There are only these two chapters today, and tomorrow's update may be a little late. Let's see what's wrong with the computer. If it is repaired quickly, it will be updated normally. If it is slow, I will come back to the Internet cafe after work in the evening. I'm sorry.