Chapter 217: Once on (Xie Heishan, the old ghost leader)

After returning from Wang's house, Wei He set out to inquire about the Lishan faction and about the other small and medium gangs.
On the ground of Xuanjing City, there are still more than a dozen gangs left, no more, no less.
Gang less and send more.
Many of them even have inextricable relationships with the three members, and some simply have the three members behind them.
To move them is actually to move the foundation of the three great masters.
Under this circumstance, the backlash that may be faced, I can imagine how troublesome it is.
But in Wang Shaojun's words, he seemed to be quite optimistic about this action.
Wei He couldn't understand, there should be something hidden in it that he didn't know.
A few days later, he made a kiss.
Wei He did not invite many people for the marriage ceremony of the Wanqing Sect Master, but only invited Wang Shaojun and his father Wang Yehe, as well as several other friends.
He and Wan Qingqing simply had some drinks, with Wan Ling as the representative of their parents. After bowing, they decided on their names and waited for the right time to officially get married.
During this period, flying thieves appeared in several cities in Taizhou, constantly stealing various rare treasures.
If it were just this, it would be good, but the flying thief quickly moved the target from the treasure to the real power cheat.
He actually started to steal real power, and he was still able to do it.
Several medium-sized sects were all hit, and then they joined forces to fund them, offered rewards, and sent their own elites to chase after them.
For this reason, the flying thief was named Meteor Thief by the philanthropist.
Not because of anything else, but only because this person stated that the knife in his hand was called Meteor Knife during a theft. Hence the name.
Meteor Pirates kept coming and going, and soon there was a force that was quietly spreading, but they were quickly strangled and suppressed.
In this situation, the first clearing operation was also carried out under the auspices of the Wang family.
As for the main members of the operation, as the previous envoy had said, it was not them, but Xunri Liuye and others who belonged directly to the palace city above.
Nong County, in front of a group of buildings on the hill far away from the county seat.
Wang Shaojun and Wei He, with a brigade of Chijing soldiers and horses, were riding horses and looking at the location of the building.
There is another person in front of them.
This person has a pale face and no beard, black gauze official clothes, and all his hair and eyebrows have turned white. Standing in the front, there was a faint faint breath.
In Wang Shaojun and Wei He's perception, this person was standing in front of them, but he didn't feel at all. It was as if there was nothing there.
This person is named Zhu Chen. It is one of the executors sent to organize the ‘search for the sun’.
Originally, Wang Shaojun intended to completely handle the action by the Wang family, but he did not expect to send someone to Xunri really quickly.
As soon as the secret order was passed, someone rushed over overnight to preside over the action.
"Many years ago, when I was a child." Zhu Chen's voice was soft and sharp, like an eunuch.
"At that time, I had seen Long Ying and Fengwu at the peak, launching an action to strangle the enemy. It was really domineering at that time, no one can stop, no one dared to stop."
"The messenger laughed. Now when I wait for it, no one can stop it." Wang Shaojun laughed.
"You don't understand Shaojun, you have seen that kind of scene, and then look at the world now. It's not as good as it is. Since then, I have become more disappointed."
Zhu Chen opened his five fingers with one hand.
Suddenly, on both sides of the Crimson Army team, black shadows flashed quickly and swept towards the distant buildings.
The speed of these shadows was extremely fast, at least as fast as the three-blooded leg martial artist Wei He had seen before.
"This is the headquarters of the Nighthawk Tower. I have sent a condolence, and I don't kneel down. That's a way to take death." Zhu Chen said lightly.
"kill!"
He gave an order.
Suddenly, the Chijing Army sergeants from the rear stepped forward, rushing to the building like running water.
Archers, swords and shields are arranged separately.
Large rockets swayed down the Nighthawk Tower like rain with the sound of bowstrings.
There seemed to be preparations in the Nighthawk Tower, and several figures jumped up, carrying a large grey-white giant net in their hands.
The giant net rolled and turned, suddenly like a whirlpool, rolling a large number of rockets together.
Huh! !
The few figures roared, and together they rolled the giant net into a ball, and threw it towards the Chijing Army.
The giant tennis ball with a diameter of more than ten meters was in mid-air, wrapped in a large number of burning rockets, and rolled towards the Chi Jing army who were rushing to deal with the formation.
"It's been a long time, don't be overtaken by other divisions." Zhu Chen smiled slightly.
He stretched out his hand.
Five sergeants on the side struggling forward carrying a huge saber.
The huge flame tennis ball fell heavily towards a group of sergeants.
The distance is getting closer and closer.
Almost everyone can feel the heat and pressure of the rolling. At this time the entire giant net was ignited and turned into a large ball of fire.
"cut!"
Zhu Chen shook the knife suddenly and jumped up.
He was straight, like an arrow, rushing towards the huge fireball oncoming.
Huh! !
The fire tennis ball with a diameter of more than ten meters stopped abruptly, suspended in the air.
Then it decomposed silently, shattered, and all flames went out.
The fragments of the giant net were scattered and fell to the ground, emitting black smoke.
"Binger! Go!" Suddenly, there was a sharp shout from the building.
Several silhouettes rose into the sky and galloped in all directions.
One of them, the old man with white hair and fluttering, was dressed in a pitch-black vigorous outfit, and his strength was like a tornado, rushing out of the wall, and rushing straight in the direction of Zhu Chen.
puff! puff! puff!
The old man borrowed strength three times in a row, and his strength was stronger than step by step.
After three steps, his whole body's strength turned into an invisible air current within one meter, sweeping and spinning.
A strong force belonging to the level of visceral training, within this meter range, is mixed with airflow and rotates rapidly.
If anyone dared to approach this range, they would be crushed into countless flesh and blood like a meat grinder.
"Ruoyun cut in all directions, it's really well-deserved. On the ground in Xuanjing, I'm afraid no one would have thought that there will be a master like you hidden in the mere Night Eagle Tower."
Zhu Chen raised the knife and stepped forward.
"It's a pity" he closed his eyes, gently slashed his saber horizontally, and laid himself flat in front of him.
"cut!!"
Open your eyes again.
The saber cut in front of him suddenly turned into a silver line and shot forward.
The silver thread flashed past the old man in the blink of an eye.
The massive strength beside the old man instantly stiffened, then dissipated.
He still maintained the stance of galloping forward, but staying in place, he has no more energy to move.
"What a quick knife" the old man stretched out his hand in a daze, trying to touch his neck.
But with a shaking, the head on his neck rolled to the ground immediately.
At this time, in the nighthawk building in the distance, there were screams and roars constantly.
"You guys, go and deal with the few people who fled before. Don't leave troubles." Zhu Chen glanced at Wang Shaojun and Wei He, and ordered.
He just killed a master of visceral training in a flash, looking at the power, it seems that it is not an ordinary visceral training, he seems to have no consumption at all. Still light and light.
"Yes." Wang Shaojun and Wei He responded.
The cut just now is still in the hearts of the two of them.
That knife was too fast and too cruel.
The two simulated in their hearts, they were not sure to avoid the cut, let alone take the one in person.
The two led a team of masters, and separated to hunt down the masters who had fled before.
Wang Shaojun went west, Weihe went east.
Wei He looked solemn, he expected that Zhu Chen would be very strong, but he did not expect to be so strong.
He suspected that the other party might be a master of Ming Sense level.
The strength of the knife just now condensed but not scattered, all concentrated on the saber knife, without a trace of waste.
It was slashed, and all the opponent's strength was cut off by it.
In the mountains and forests.
Wei He, Xie Yan, and Xiao Qingyu, together, quickly chased in the direction of those who had fled before.
"Then Lord Zhu Chenzhu, what's the reason for that? Why have you never heard of it in Taizhou before?" Xiao Qingyu couldn't help asking.
Wei He shook his head.
"Lord Zhu, regardless of speed, strength, or strength, is beyond my reach. I only know that he is from Fucheng."
He was also very curious about Zhu Chen's background.
There were three people who came to Xuanjing this time, and this Zhu Chen was one of them.
The knife just now also fully demonstrated the strength of this person, definitely above the peak of dirty practice.
Even Ming feeling is not impossible.
But Wei He didn't think it was Ming Sense, and that level was not so worthless.
So the high probability is to practice dirty apex.
If the three messengers are of the same level and strength, then
The surrounding mountains and forests are lush, mottled with light and shadow.
Not long after, Wei He paused.
In the encirclement already ambushed in front, a group of soldiers were fighting against a few people.
Since they came to encircle and suppress Nighthawk Tower~EbookFREE.me~, they were naturally prepared to prevent their escape.
Several different types of strangling formations were arranged on the periphery. Among them, the martial artist leads the team, with three blood and two blood, layered on top of each other, making the three people surrounded by the middle unable to move and tired to deal with it.
Surrounded in the middle are young people who are small in the third grade and seem childish. The two men and one woman are similar in appearance, they should be brothers and sisters of blood.
The strength of the woman's body seemed to be the effect of accelerating and enhancing the sharpness. With two curved short knives in her hand, she kept cutting open the military array attacks that slashed at the three.
Click.
The outlying musketeers lined up and took aim.
The three Wei He landed gently, standing on the periphery of the enclosure, watching the fight inside.
"These three are the children of the old landlord of the Nighthawk Tower. If the Tianyin Gate was once the largest sect in the Xuanjing area. Then the Nighthawk Tower is the biggest secret organization here."
Xiao Qingyu looked at the scene in front of him, somewhat embarrassed.
"Now my Tianyin Gate is scattered, and the Nighthawk Tower was strangled, and everything has become nothingness." She recalled that the Nighthawk Tower was aggressive and arrogant.
"Send them a ride." Wei He sighed.
Both Xie Yan and Xiao Qingyu were speechless.
Wei He raised his hand slightly.
Boom boom boom! !
Suddenly, dense gunfire sounded, and the three in the army were shot into a hornet's nest.
The strength of their bodies has long been consumed by the surrounding army.
"Let's go, the next wave."
Wei He led the team, and everyone turned around and hurried back towards Zhu Chen.
Nighthawk Tower was wiped out, the old host who was at the pinnacle of dirty practice, died, and several other masters of dirty practice and bone forging were besieged and killed by Wang Family and Wanqingmen.
The news spread suddenly, causing an uproar in Xuan Jing.