"No need but, I will send you to see Lord City Lord!" Someone said fiercely, really angry. In comparison, this person is still a sensible person, this is not~
"This kind of scum, everyone is punishable, just cut the corpse indiscriminately!" Someone sternly said murderously.
"Yes, this kind of people don't even let the children's things go, and kill them on the spot." The children's relatives are naturally very angry for the children, and they can't wait to kill Zhang Xiaotian right away.
"A pot of good porridge is necrotic by a mouse poop." Someone said sharply.
This kind of thing has not happened in many years. It is like breaking ground on Tai Sui's head in the public. The victim, who is equivalent to Tai Sui, is naturally extremely angry.
"It must be a hillbilly in the mountains who came to the big city. He was jealous when he saw these things but couldn't get them, so he instigated the monkeys in the mountains to make trouble." Passers-by followed the discussion.
"It's really not my idea..." Zhang Xiaotian tried his best to defend, with a flash of inspiration, avoiding many blocking people, and said hurriedly.
However, the more Zhang Xiaotian was like this, everyone was more sure that Zhang Xiaotian was the real perpetrator, and the monkey was just a tool.
Even the victim. Someone here said, how can such a cute little monkey have a relationship with a bad guy? It must be the person who spoiled and instigated him, causing all the spearheads to be directed at Zhang Xiaotian.
"Kill this person, let the heavens and the earth be bright!" The loud shouts resounded, and the onlookers reacted more violently.
"How are you willing to believe in me?" Zhang Xiaotian dodges aside, feeling overwhelmed for a while. He has never encountered this kind of situation, and Zhang Xiaotian feels quite overwhelmed.
"Believe in a fart!" someone roared furiously, his face flushed, and he rushed towards Zhang Xiaotian, as if he would never give up. There are few mortals here, and the worst is also a spirit realm monk.
"Child, at least you have to return the things first!" Someone kindly reminded those passing by. However, with a sense of teasing, he naturally felt extremely disgusted with Zhang Xiaotian's behavior.
"Xiao Hui, throw these things away." Zhang Xiaotian said to Xiao Hui on his shoulders.
When Xiao Hui heard this, the inch-big monkey head lifted up to the sky, indicating that he ignored Zhang Xiaotian.
"You..." Zhang Xiaotian didn't hit a spot, put his big hand out, and grabbed Xiao Hui.
A black shadow shrouded, Xiao Hui's limbs exerted strength together, without a trace, and landed somewhere.
There was a little girl who liked Xiao Hui very much. She wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose and said angrily in her immature voice, "The bad guys still want to commit crimes."
Some children booed, "Bad boy, bad boy... Be good."
The previous baby girl, milky and irritable, looked at her relatives and said, "Abba! Get the bad guys."
"Little guy, keep your hands together so that you don't suffer from flesh and blood." A middle-aged monk said, exuding shocking spiritual power fluctuations, at least in the emptiness, or even the spirit-attracting state.
"Listen to me, I am Haohai..." was interrupted.
"Just you are still a good boy, then these children are not gods." The middle-aged man said, with a palm of his hand, the aura surged, and the vigorous spiritual power surged, and the waves were raging and rumbling.
At the same time, another monk performed martial arts. The aura of the void was overwhelming and brilliant. In the violent wind, the spiritual wave flooded Zhang Xiaotian's whole body. There was no way to avoid it. He had to attack a corner, but the short attack time was enough for a group of people. Surrounded by Zhang Xiaotian.
A figure with thunder wings on its back, inflaming, gusts of wind, rushing away, waving between the palms, if a comet is in the sky, bright and dazzling, breaking a corner of the defense.
After the breakthrough in cultivation, Zhang Xiaotian's speed became more terrifying, far surpassing the same level, and even comparable to high-level monks.
"Stop!" The previous movement finally attracted the patrol team in the city. A monk who was armed with a spear and stepped on a ferocious beast and a tiger, shouted with imposing majesty.
"What's going on?" The captain of the patrol said coldly, his eyes glowing like electricity, cold.
"My lord, this man is attacking monkeys and stealing many treasures." Someone said, looking at a play.
Many people sneered. Although the previous things are worth some silver, they say that the treasures are still far away. But after all, he didn't say it clearly, after all, Zhang Xiaotian provoked the anger of the public.
"Is that so?" The captain yelled coldly, his sharp eyes narrowed, staring at Zhang Xiaotian, as cold as he was watched by a poisonous snake.
"I said it's not that you definitely don't believe it, but I admit that I did it. What would you do to me?" Zhang Xiaotian was not nervous anymore. After all, the city lord was a monk appointed by the Hao Haizong, so he didn't know Zhang Xiaotian's identity.
Zhang Xiaotian spoke very seriously, but in his eyes, it turned into a joke. This is a kind of provocation, a violation of his own majesty, and he must maintain his image and rectify his prestige in the public.
"I announce that it will be executed on the spot." After speaking, he suddenly rushed towards Zhang Xiaotian, patted out with one hand, the sky and the earth rumbling, and the air burst.
The wind was all over the sky, the dazzling light, dazzling, suddenly formed a giant hand of tens of meters of spiritual power, full of strength, and enveloped Zhang Xiaotian across the sky, the giant hand is like water poured by mercury, bright and bright, and the air is incomparably bright. Touch it, "Wait..." Sparks splashed all over.
The gang wind cuts like a knife, with a terrifying aura and incomparable horror.
He is actually a true spiritual cultivator. After thinking about it, the spiritual cultivating realm is truly qualified to be called a strong one, because at this time the road of cultivation has really begun, and he has also begun to part ways and distinguish the power attributes of individual majors. Such branches, such as deep-sea fish and shrimp, are countless.
"I'm a disciple of Haohaizong, stop quickly." Zhang Xiaotian hurriedly shouted.
Many people were stunned, and then suddenly, the moment of life and death, such words are not surprising. After all, no one trusts others credulously, or even dismisses them.
"If you are a disciple of Haohaizong, I will be Yan Wang Laozi." The captain scolded.
"You will regret it." Zhang Xiaotian said angrily.
In a world where the weak and the strong eat the strong, this person sees that his cultivation is weaker than him.
In the sky, a touch of fireworks bloomed, bright and boundless, sweeping towards the sky in all directions, forming a choppy sea chart. It was a disciple of Hao Haizong, who released the signal flare when he encountered danger. However, judging from the momentum, the person who released it had a very high status.
"Stop it!" The loud shout was shocked and spread all over Tianling City.
Similar to the sound transmission field of Haohaizong, but also used martial arts, it is a sonic attack type martial arts, the spiritual power of heaven and earth is boiling, shaking some people's whole body trembling, not much, even the body is like sifting chaff, lying on the ground, Shaking and trembling, fear was in his heart, but no one was hurt.
The captain of the patrol team, listening to this, stopped his movements immediately, staring into the distance with uncertainty.
A figure is like lightning, shooting at extremely fast speed, this is a middle-aged man, a luxurious robe, on which is decorated with precious jade silk.
This person has a fortified face, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, a murderous aura, and his gaze swept away, if the cold electricity passes, the majesty is incomparable, the lord of the city of Shetianling, who can be here, the majesty is supreme. degree.
"The lord of Tianling City is late, and I still hope that Young Master will forgive me." The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Xiaotian and said.
Ever since Zhang Xiaotian flew into the sky, his portrait was carved by people, and then it was passed on to insiders that it was normal for the lord of Tianling City to know Zhang Xiaotian.
"The Lord of the City came in time, is it too late for the kid to be grateful?!" Zhang Xiaotian said neither humble nor arrogant.
"Fortunately, the young man is okay, otherwise I can't afford it." Tianling City Lord said with a light smile.
This is indeed the truth, Zhang Xiaotian had an accident, and the super elder behind him could treat Zhang Xiaotian as the only family member. They couldn't be crazy, they couldn't stand the violent flames.