Chapter 18: Vientiane Fury

"Thank you two."
Yang Lie nodded his head, "Excuse Yang for the inconvenience. After today's work is over, I must come to thank you!"
Just in case, he passed the message through the demon hunting token on the way to Suxin Pavilion. Although it was speculated that Uncle Lin would come to support, he did not expect such a big move.
Uncle Lin couldn't help showing excitement, this time the power of Missy's artistic conception is hopeful!
He noticed Jiang Yu'er in Yang Lie's arms and hurriedly said, "Yang Shaoxia, our Demon Hunting Pavilion has the best pill, which has a miraculous effect on repairing the injury. If you don't dislike it, please come with us."
Yang Lie couldn’t take care of his younger sister, he was just about to nod--
"Hold on! He can't go."
There was an eager sound of breaking through the air from a distance, and a team of more than a hundred warriors in standard armors burst into the air. The first person is seven or eighth similar to Feng Changjue, but with more white hair on the sideburns, and his eyes are sharper
The patrol team of the city lord's mansion, the captain "Feng Prison Temple", is also the most outstanding figure in the second generation of Feng Family!
Behind the patrol team, another team came quickly, headed by the Scarface instructor and others who stopped Yang Lie on the ring. And the other thirty-six people took every step like an arrow, with an indescribable sense of rhythm. They were the "law enforcement team" taught by Zong Haoyang.
The Qinglan City Patrol Team and the Haoyang Training Camp Law Enforcement Team, the two fighting forces come together here!
Feng Prisoner Temple shouted: "This son wanton killing in the inner city, causing unrest in people's minds. My duty is, and he must be taken back to a strict trial! Please make it easy for you from the Demon Hunter Corps!"
He knew that Yang Lie's hatred with the Feng Family was deep, and that the other party had mastered the power of artistic conception. Such a genius must be eliminated as soon as possible!
"What if I don't give you this convenience?"
Luo Shuihan smiled contemptuously and shouted violently, "The three major iron guards listened to the order, the assassin guard protected Yang Shaoxia, shot the demon guard and opened the way, after the demon guard is cut off, those who dare to stop--kill!"
The word "Kill" was exhaled with endless suffocation, and the entire Suxin Pavilion seemed to be plunged into the Nether Demon Realm in an instant, and the breath was full of blood.
"Do you know the consequences of doing it?"
Feng Prison Temple couldn't help screaming, "If you are an enemy of the City Lord's Mansion, and an enemy of the Haoyang Training Camp, even the leader of the Luo Army can't bear it!"
"Oh? Who can't afford it?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded like gold and iron interlaced. Immediately afterwards, a tall man with a tiger-backed waist, short red hair soaring to the sky, and a huge silver-white shield behind him came to the scene. He raised his eyebrows lightly, "Me?"
Boom!
The incoming people just stood up, as if endless thunders exploded, forcing Feng Prison Temple to retreat more than a dozen steps before stabilizing the figure
Artistic conception, thunder!
"Daddy!" Luo Shuihan called out in surprise.
The person here is the leader of the Demon Hunter Corps, a strong man in the Vientiane Realm, Luo Zhanhu!
He had just returned to the Demon Hunting Pavilion from the outer city before, and he learned what had happened from the purple-clothed waitress. When I heard that someone could help the love girl to realize the power of mood, and she was only fourteen years old, she was crazy with the temperament of his love and talent!
"Just now I seemed to have heard someone say that my demon hunter army should keep people behind, and that I can't bear it. Now I'm here, do you want to say it again?"
Every time Luo Zhanhu asked, Feng Prison Temple took a step back. After three steps and one step back, Feng Prison Temple's face was pale, and he was so uncomfortable to vomit blood!
"The practice of martial arts is hard to be a majestic, if it is not a thing, it is empty"!
No matter how strong a Juyuan Realm is, he is still an ant in front of the Vientiane Realm. Facing Luo Zhanhu, he was completely crushed.
The situation in the field once again tilted towards the demon hunter army, Luo Zhanhu alone surpassed the two forces combined!
Suddenly, the sound of cracking air sounded again in the distance. Looking up, Feng Prison Temple's body trembled, and there was a surprise in his eyes: "The Lord of the city, the lower officials uphold their duties to catch the villains. When they encounter obstacles, please let them be the masters. !"
"Huh! Huh! Huh!"
Three figures came quickly, it was Yu Baiwei's grandson and Zong Haoyang.
Seeing them, many people said in their hearts: The Demon Hunting Corps is in trouble, and the two powerful Vientiane realms are facing each other, and the mysterious robe boy can't keep it.
Yu Baiwei still had the expression of an old naughty boy, and walked forward with a smile: "Hold your duty? Capture the villain? Encountered block?"
"Yes--"
Before Feng Prison Temple had finished speaking, his face was heavily stamped by a big foot, and he flew out with a "bang".
Yu Baiwei kicked it out, still feeling puzzled: "Asshole thing! For a little bit of selfishness, I even set up a situation to deal with such a genius. After the failure, I don't know how to constrain, but I become more vigorous and want to instigate Laozi to give you a head? Big head master!"
As he scolded and became angry, he rushed forward and sternly: "Grandma’s bear, is it easy for a genius to appear in Lao Tzu’s Blue City? If you are trapped by your bastards, Lao Tzu will go to the underworld. Don’t you want to be beaten by Lao Tzu’s so that you don’t even know Lao Tzu?"
Looking at the little old man who was chattering and screaming, everyone almost dropped their eyes: What's the matter? Instead of helping his family, the Lord of the Fish City beat the captain of the dignified patrol team to death for that young man?
What kind of magic power does that young man have that has even alarmed the two powerful Vientiane Realms to support him?
Suddenly, someone noticed Zong Haoyang, the principal who had been facing like iron since he appeared and said nothing.
A terrifying thought arose from their hearts: Shouldn't...
"The law enforcement team heard the order!"
Zong Haoyang suddenly said, "Take down all the instructors present! Abolish the cultivation base and expel from the camp!"
No one thought that Zong Haoyang's first command was so cruel that he didn't even leave any affection. For a warrior, abolishing the cultivation base is no different from killing them!
"Principal, spare your life! For the sake of our conscientious efforts to train many talents for the training camp, spare our lives!"
"We have been loyal to our duties, and we have all the credit and hard work."
"Just ask the principal to give us justice."
The Scarface instructor was the first to beg for mercy, and the others wailed.
They knew in their hearts that any struggle in front of Zong Haoyang would be futile, and only begging might be able to fight for themselves.
"Cultivate talents? Hahahaha!"
Zong Haoyang smirked, "My Haoyang training camp was established for twenty-eight years. Only such a seedling in the Vientiane state has been produced. Instead of protecting you, you are persecuting in every way. This is your credit? For the Feng Family. You can disregard your shame and work together to besiege. This is your loyalty? Such a genius, the best student I Zong Haoyang has seen in his life! But being chased by you, this is your conscientious work ?"
"You guys, dare to ask me to be fair!?"
"The law enforcement team, don't do it yet!"
A scream rang out one after another. In front of the law enforcement team, the Scarface instructor and others had no resistance and were abolished.
The entire Suxin Pavilion fell into a weird silence, silent.
Countless sluggish eyes were cast at Yang Lie: What is the origin of this young man, who provokes the leaders of the three top powers and furious for him?