Chapter 177 Come to the door

It turned out that after Wei Wuji sent Wei Huang and a team of warriors to protect Yun Zheng and the old god, he still felt panicked and worried that he came in person. It was really right.

Who is it?! I want to die!" Yan Zhenshan was stunned by the fall. As soon as his feet fell to the ground, he turned back and rushed back. Without seeing the person coming clearly, he hit Wei Wuji with a heavy punch.

"Arrogant!" Wei Wuji said coldly. As soon as his wrist turned over, an invisible power boundary condensed in an instant and stood in front of him. Yan Zhenshan punched, as if hitting the rubber air wall. The surrounding space suddenly fluctuated, and a powerful force counterattacked and flew Yan Zhenshan out again.

"Yan Zhenshan!" Wei Wuji flew forward and shouted harshly, "You have violated the laws of the Yunyi Dynasty by attacking the practitioners of the Inscriptions Alliance in Liangzhou City. If you voluntarily give up your hands, you will not die." At this time, the horse roared in the distance, the people shouted, and many practitioners came here.

Yan Zhenshan turned over and jumped up and finally saw that it was Wei Wuji. He was brazenly fearless and roared, "Old man, it turned out to be you. It's a big thing for me, eat me again!" With that, he swang the axe with one hand, and the long golden blade burst out, roaring and shocking, and fiercely running to Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji's palms closed and broke a six-grade inscription scroll, which rumbled. The huge bluestones on both sides of the long street rolled up one after another and smashed his face at Yanzhen Mountain. The long giant axe with a golden blade was smashed by the boulder, and the 500-jin heavy axe was also smashed into several pieces. If it hadn't been for Yan Zhenshan's quick eyes to jump back and avoid it, even he would have been buried in the gravel.

"fan cage!" Wei Wuji's right hand was buttoned under his claws, and a scroll of stone inscription was immediately broken. A huge stone pillar cage was instantly formed and fell in the air, locking Yan Zhenshan firmly in it. This stone cage is composed of more than a dozen huge stone pillars, and the rows are dense. The gaps between each other are no more than one palm wide, and the thought force fluctuates very strongly. With the size of Yan Zhenshan, there is no way to get out of it.

The attack launched by the great inscription master of Qipin cultivation was so domineering that even the arrogant Yan Zhenshan obediently restrained his hand, which made Yun Zheng, who had been watching the battle not far away, admired and sighed. Although he is the same seven-grade cultivation, Wei Wuji is obviously much deeper than Jingse's skills, and he is relaxed and Taoist, and his mind is just right. Considering that he is a deacon of the alliance, he can't kill innocent people indiscriminately, so he only captured Yan Zhenshan but did not hurt his life.

At this time, the practitioners in the distance came one after another. Unexpectedly, they were all disciples of the Inscription Teachers Alliance on duty today. It turned out that when Wei Wuji set out, he ordered everyone to follow, but he was in a hurry to arrive first.

Yun Zheng suddenly felt relaxed and was about to thank Wei Wuji for his kindness. Suddenly, Yan Zhenshan, who was trapped in the cage of the stone prison, roared. He climbed two stone pillars with both hands and penetrated his arms. The mind inscription on the armor released a huge fluctuation of mind and smashed the two stone pillars with a bang. Then Yan Zhenshan jumped out and released a fifth-order monster iron-backed goshawk. The black wings of the giant eagle swept away and scattered the surrounding practitioners. Yan Zhenshan jumped onto the eagle, and the giant eagle's wings had flown into the air.

"Don't run away!" Wei Wuji roared and raised his hand to sacrifice the huge waves in the air. The iron-backed eagle waved its giant wings and scattered the huge waves. Yan Zhenshan sneered and stared at Yun Zheng, stretched out his palm to make a beheading action around his neck, and manipulated the goshawk to drill into the clouds and escape quickly.

It's a pity... Yun Zheng is secretly annoyed that Yan Zhenshan is a strong enemy. At this time, being escaped by him is tantamount to letting the tiger back to the mountain, and there will still be many troubles in the future. However, he doesn't pay much attention to it. As long as he cultivates his skills diligently, will he still be afraid of Yan Zhenshan?

Yan Zhenshan has five-star cultivation. In terms of strength, he can't beat Wei Wuji, but if he escapes, Wei Wuji will not want to catch up. He also neglected the armor on Yan Zhenshan's body to refine the inscription. When he returned, Yan Zhenshan had opened his cage and fled far away. Wei Wuji felt sorry, but he had regretted it.

The disciples of the Inscription League were chasing. Wei Wuji waved his hand and shouted, "Don't chase him. The monk can't run away from the temple. In Liangzhou City, he can still turn the sky upside down."

Saying that he ordered his men to rescue Wei Huang and the four martial artists, but he came to see the old god and Yun Zheng and said, "Old gentleman, Yun Shao, it's all my negligence, which almost made a big mistake. Wei made a compensation for the two here." He bowed deeply and was very respectful.

Yun Zheng quickly returned the salute, "Mr. Wei, you are too polite. The ducklings always have to hide in the dark and shoot cold arrows. They can't prevent it. How can this matter be blamed against you?"

"Hmm, that's stupid!" Grandpa God was not so polite. He snorted coldly, "Wei Wuji, if you hadn't pretended to be tolerant and locked Yan Zhenshan, but put a heavy hand to kill this guy as soon as you came up, how could there be a mistake that made him escape? You pay me 10,000 yuan. Can Yan Xiaoyi come back by himself?

Although the old god said it, it was very rude. Not only did the men of the Inscription League look at him angrily, but also Yun Zheng had the impulse to rush over and kick him. Wei Wuji brought someone to help save our lives. It's okay if you don't thank them, but instead scold them. What's the matter? This kind of behavior of an old man is the true portrayal of the kind of person who repays revenge.

Wei Wuji stared away the disciples who wanted to come up to argue with the old god and said respectfully to the old god, "What the old gentleman taught is that Wuji has been kept in mind. Next time he must prepare more backhands to avoid mistakes."

"Do you still want to make mistakes?" Grandpa God was energetic again, and his voice was raised a few degrees. "Next time you see someone like the Yuwen family, just slap him to death. What else can you leave behind?"

Wei Wuji said to himself, you are haunted and wandering around the world. Of course, you can kill whoever you want to kill. When it comes to time, you can hide your merits and fame, but how can I do it? As one of the twelve deacons of the alliance, there are axioms and regulations, and no one can catch anyone to kill.

However, Wei Wuji did not explain. He just nodded and said yes, which was very respectful. Even Yun Zheng was puzzled. Why did such a domineering person become like a good cat when he saw the old god?

At this time, the disciples of the alliance carried Wei Huang and others over. The four-stage warrior had been dead for a long time, and they carried an incomplete body. Wei Huang was covered with blood, his face was pale, and the wound had been bandaged. As soon as he saw Wei Wuji, he cried, "Master, my disciple is incompetent. The whole army has been destroyed, which is a disgrace to you..."

Wei Wuji frowned, "Shut up! Don't cry like a woman. If there is any grievance, let's see the master get justice for you.

According to his instructions, some alliance disciples handed Yun Zheng and the old god clean clothes, and Yun Zheng thanked them and changed them. Grandpa waved his hand and said no, but he still insisted on wearing his rags, and the cloth scarf around his face refused to take it off. After Part Eleven and the possessed evil spirit were extinguished, Yun Zheng felt that the pain in the wound was slightly reduced, and the black blood scabed. It was estimated that there would be a crack in a while.

Wei Wuji carefully asked Wei Huang about his passing. When he heard that there were people from the night owl of the Ninja Hall involved in the assassination, he couldn't help taking a deep breath. After thinking for a long time, he ordered his men to carry the bodies of the warriors killed in the battle with a stretcher, and tied the Yanzhen Mountain into several huge axes on the stretcher.

After that, he said to Yun Zheng and the old god, "If the injury of the two is not tight, can you be a witness for me?"

"What are you doing?" The old god asked puzzledly.

Yun Zheng said, "What does Mr. Wei mean?"

Wei Wuji bit his lip and said fiercely, "Yan Zhenshan has hurt so many people. I'm going to Yuwen's family to seek justice. Yun Shao, Yuwen's family has a thousand years of foundation. Are you afraid?"

"Murder for life, this justice must be asked!" Yun Zheng's eyes suddenly glowed, afraid? Are you kidding? I can't wait for a big mess. With the support of Wei Wuji, the twelve deacons of the league, he just called the Yuwen family face to face to see how many catties they have.

The old god said, "I'll go too."

"...It's only when you bring more people to go this time to make it look powerful." Wei Wuji pondered and patted his head and said. Then he arranged troops and dispatched troops, sent letters from psychics, and immediately recruited 20 inscription masters and 40 local warriors. These inscriptions are above the three-grade cultivation, and several even have four or five-grade cultivation. They are all disciples of the Inscription Teachers Alliance. They usually follow the orders of Wei Wuji and are very obedient when they are summoned. Forty local warriors are the guardians of the alliance, and their minimum cultivation is also two stages and five stars. In addition to the ten people on duty in the alliance today, the other 30 are resting and sleeping at home and are also called to do things by Wei Wuji.

When everyone heard Wei Huang talk about the reason for the matter, they couldn't help but be indignant and expressed their intention to pay for blood and seek justice.

"Go!" Wei Wuji sneered, "The twelve deacons of the alliance have the right to seize anyone who dares to threaten the authority of the alliance."

Yun Zheng rode the third-order monster golden-winged eagle, and the old god grandfather rode his spiritual crane. Together with Wei Wuji, the three people rushed to the Yuwen family mansion under the arch of a group of disciples of the Inscription Teachers Alliance.

Yuwen's family claims to be a nightless house, but at this time it is still brightly lit. As soon as they arrive at the door of the mansion, everyone goes down to the beast. Wei Wuji ordered that more than 20 inscriptions released their own psychics, dozens of bird-like spirit medium monsters and flew across the street. According to Wei Wuji's instructions, these psychics, under the command of their masters, went to guard the street intersections entering and leaving Yuwen's house. Once someone enters and exits Yuwen's house, they can find out as soon as possible.

"Blam the door." Wei Wuji shouted loudly. Several of his warriors rushed up and punched and kicked the majestic gate of the Yuwen family. These martial artists are rough in nature and unrestrained. The people who are not offical to the Yuwen family have always been arrogant and domineering. Taking advantage of today's inscriptions alliance Wei Wuji, they wantonly vented.

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