: Odori Shoji

Two heavenly races walked by Fang Yu's side and they were discussing in a low voice with their heads down.
The content of the words made Fang Yu frowned, his eyes cold.
The City Lord's Mansion reacted quickly, and it was related to the Sinan Family.
The reason why Sinan's family reacted in this way was obviously because of Sinanxin's existence.
"In that case, the next stop...I will go directly to Sinan's house."
Thinking of this, Fang Yu continued to walk along the street.
Soon, he returned to the door of the auction house.
The place where he killed Yuan Longyun was now surrounded by a large number of monks wearing purple and gold robes.
"bass……"
Bursts of light flickered in the field.
There are also a large number of Gods and human slaves around, all watching this scene curiously.
The monks in the purple and golden robes are all from the city lord's mansion.
At the moment, what are they doing?
Fang Yu squinted, slowly approaching the group of monks in purple and gold robe.
Until he walked directly behind one of the cultivators, within half a meter...no one could find him.
Fang Yu held his hands behind his back and looked forward.
I saw an old man with long white hair meditating in that area.
His suspension is about two meters above the ground.
The source of the flashing light was his body.
The old man meditated in the air, his eyes closed tightly, and a halo spreading around his body.
The halo spreads around, magnifying infinitely.
"Is this trying to capture the traces of my departure through the remnants of the previous battle? This method is quite clever. It's a pity that I took Wu Heng pedestrian and sent it directly through the law of space..."
Fang Yu squinted slightly and looked at the old man in front of him, thinking.
"bass!"
Just as Fang Yu stared at the old man, the old man opened his eyes suddenly.
At this moment, Fang Yu's line of sight coincided with his line of sight in the air.
The old man quickly shifted his eyes and scanned the surroundings.
"Master Qian, what's the situation?"
A monk wearing a purple and gold robe stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
The old man touched the beard on his chin, and his feet slowly dropped back to the ground.
He lowered his head, looking at the sword marks on the ground, and then at the southern city gate.
Then, gently shook his head.
"His breath was cut off at a short distance, and where he fleeed...cannot be determined." The old man said slowly.
The cultivator in Zijinpao furrowed his brows, his face was not very good, and said: "It seems that this human base animal has some strength, and even Master Qian can't track his whereabouts..."
The old man did not speak, and looked at the sword marks on the ground again.
"What should I do? Due to the request of the second lady of the Sinan family, the City Lord’s Mansion is particularly concerned about this matter. Also, the Yuanlong family’s reaction is even stronger, almost crazy... Besides, we are a human being. In the ancient city of Datong, killing a family's direct line in public... this kind of thing is unheard of!"
"If it spreads out, how will other big cities treat our ancient city of Datong?"
"In any case, we have to find that cheap animal! Kill him to calm the anger and a series of things that may happen in the future..."
The Zijinpao monk said to himself.
The old man in front of him squatted down and touched the cracks on the ground, his brows wrinkled and tightened.
"Sir, did you find anything?"
Seeing the old man's movements, the cultivator in Zijinpao came back to his senses and hurriedly asked.
The old man was silent for a while, stood up, and said: "This sword aura... is far stronger than what the naked eye can see."
"...Huh? Forgive me for being stupid, I don't understand what Master Qian said." The cultivator in the purple golden robe looked confused.
"The meaning is... the sword energy released by that human race slaying Yuan Longyun and seventeen slaves with one sword is the sword energy after forcibly suppressing... not the whole of the sword energy." said the old man.
"Master Qian, what do you mean, that human deliberately suppressed its strength?" The Zijinpao monk opened his eyes and asked.
"Yes, and... suppressed a lot, this is just a sword." The old man replied.
The face of the monk in Zijinpao changed uncertainly, his eyes flickering constantly.
"Is it possible that a low-ranking human being can turn the sky upside down!? This is the ancient city of Datong! Master Qian, I will immediately go back and report your findings to the young master, and see how the young master decides..."
After speaking, the cultivator in Zijinpao flew back, flying towards the rear, extremely fast.
Fang Yu's eyes lit up when he saw this scene.
"Wow!"
He immediately followed and took off, following behind the cultivator in the purple golden robe.
Originally, he wanted to find a way to visit Sinan's house first.
But now, since someone is leading the way, it's a better choice to go to the City Lord's Mansion first.
"boom!"
When flying into the air, Fang Yu felt a strong spiritual pressure, suppressing it from above.
But this does not mean that he is exposed.
"This should be what Wu Heng said about the restrictions on the human race. There are also outside the city, but the intensity is far less than that in the city." Fang Yu said in his heart.
However, Reiatsu does have it, and it is indeed very powerful.
However, it was naturally impossible for this little spiritual pressure to suppress Fang Yu back to the ground.
Fang Yu just followed behind the purple and golden robe monk in front of him, and flew towards the depths of the ancient city of Datong.
But Fang Yu didn't notice that when he flew into the air, the old man on the ground suddenly trembled in his ears.
Then, he raised his head and looked at where Fang Yu had left!
...
After flying into the air ~EbookFREE.me~, you can see the approximate view of the ancient city of Datong from a bird's-eye view.
It is indeed a very huge city.
At least, with the current height of five or six hundred meters, it is impossible to see the edge of the city.
All the way to the north, speeding fast.
The cultivator in Zijinpao was obviously very impatient, and the speed was fairly fast.
Fang Yu followed him less than five meters behind him.
But he has no perception.
"Swish..."
It took about two quarters of an hour to fly.
The cultivator in Zijinpao finally dived down.
At this time, a huge city mansion appeared in the field of vision.
Looking from the sky above, the surrounding wall just formed a square.
Inside the wall, there are buildings one after another.
Obviously, this is the city lord's mansion of the ancient city of Datong.
"Wow!"
There is also a layer of defensive array outside the city lord's mansion.
Fang Yu was thinking about how to break the magic circle unconsciously, but the cultivator in the purple golden robe landed at the gate.
He did not land directly in the city lord's mansion, but landed at the gate and knelt on one knee.
It seems...this is the rule of the City Lord's Mansion.
"In the southeast of Xiaheng, there are important things to report to the young master."
The Zijinpao monk lowered his head and spoke.
The three characters of the City Lord's Mansion are on the horizontal plaque above the gate, exuding bursts of majesty and terrifying heaviness.
At this time, the two gates of the City Lord's Mansion were tightly closed.
After Heng Dongnan spoke, he waited for a while.
"Come in."
"bass……"
At this time, the ground beneath Hengdongnan's feet suddenly glowed.
A burst of space law radiated out.
Heng Dongnan's entire body was shrouded in light.
"Wow!"
In the next second, he disappeared in front of Fang Yu's eyes.
"Send directly in..."
Fang Yu squinted slightly and looked at the door in front of him.