At the top of the building not far away, Mo Gu stepped on the tiles and looked out from afar, raised his eyebrows and watched the fight in the slave market. With the fight between the two sides, the speed of evil energy condensing in the slave market suddenly accelerated and began to tremble gently, as if something was nurturing.

"The resentment condenses evil spirits, evil spirits..." Mo Gu had a headache. Why are people who cultivate immortals still afraid of such things?

This is unreasonable!

Isn’t cultivating immortals just killing demons and eliminating demons, using one sword to break all the magic and destroying demons?

Why do you feel so wrong now? Wasn’t it okay for him to go in Woniu Village before?

He had never been exposed to evil spirits before, and Mo Gu didn't know whether it was affected by evil spirits that all practitioners had the common situation or that he had become like this after practicing in the Qionghua School for half a year.

"Did I say I can't practice at home?" Mo Gu was a little confused.

Looking at the red evil spirits that were constantly condensed above the sky, Mo Gu thought about whether he should use remote means to push them horizontally.

After all, he can't get close to him, so he has a lot of long-range magic tricks, so he doesn't have to be able to output with his face.

As if he sensed Mo Gu’s thoughts, the gourd on his waist suddenly trembled slightly.

Feeling the trembling of the gourd, Mo Gu's thoughts that had just risen were extinguished. The gourd was more picky. If he went straight to smash the other party, he would probably not be able to absorb so many evil gourds.

"Forget it, see what they can do. In the end, you have to feel aggrieved and hungry." Mo Gu patted the gourd around his waist and sootheed the other party's little emotion.

"kill!"

Just as the Iron Sword Gate was fully in the lead, a group of guards wearing uniform gray sleeveless shirts rushed out of the market.

These guards who had just rushed out were tall and tall, with no expression on their faces, and were as cold as a stone. What makes people feel most strange is that the bodies of these people are carved out of a mold, showing a strange unity.

As soon as these people came out, the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect suddenly realized something was wrong. They quickly returned to the elders such as Zhang Shuo and others, holding swords and waiting for the battle.

The gray-clothed guards were more like an army. They did not rush directly to the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect and arranged the square formations in place with swords. They had expressionless faces, like a group of silent statues, with the breath of solemnity and death in the silence.

"These people!" Zhang Shuo saw the group of gray-clothed guards, and a serious look appeared on his face.

This group of people seemed to have practiced some special martial arts, each with fierce appearance and a special stone color on his skin.

"Senior Brother, these people must have practiced some kind of external skills." Zhang Shuo looked at the gray-clothed guard in surprise and looked at his senior brother.

The old man with long beard no longer had a relaxed smile on his face and his expression became solemn. "It is not just the simplest external skills. It can cultivate so many guards. The power behind this is probably no worse than our Iron Sword Sect."

Zhang Shuo said sternly: "What special means do they have? We cannot retreat. If we don't bring the female disciples in the sect back, what kind of face do we have to go back to meet the head of the sect and other senior brothers?"

"Senior brother is right. Even if they look extraordinary, what are we afraid of?" Another short and fat old man who had not spoken suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist and shook it, and said loudly.

The old man with long beard looked at Zhang Shuo, then looked at his short and fat junior brother, and sighed: "We are here to find the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect. Now that we have made a big fuss, it's time to end. Set up a sword formation and kill them all! Find the disciples!"

"Yes, Elder He!" The disciples responded in unison.

Just as they were about to start fighting again, a crisp laugh sounded from behind the gray guard.

"Dear Iron Sword Sect heroes came to the market and drew their swords to face each other when they were disagreeing, which made the entire market bloody. I thought it was something."

Wearing a red robe and walking with enchanting steps, Sanniang slowly walked out from behind the gray-clothed guard with all her charm.

Wherever Sanniang passed, the gray-clothed guards respectfully made way.

"Little woman, Bai Sanniang, I have met all the heroes of the Iron Sword Sect." Bai Sanniang bowed softly.

Bai Sanniang's charm made many young disciples of the Iron Sword Sect breathe. They quickly calmed down and stabilized the iron sword in their hands.

The old man with long beard frowned and bowed to Bai Sanniang, "Iron Sword Sect, He Xiandao, have you seen the Bai Shangzhu."

"Elder He is polite. You came to Yujing City from afar to dozens of female disciples."

Bai Sanniang smiled and said slowly: "We peddlers are not blind. Who can move and who can't move, so they are naturally very clear. Otherwise, they would be afraid that they will be destroyed by the surrounding sects."

He Xiandao's eyes flashed, he glanced at the gray-clothed guard behind Bai Sanniang, and said in a deep voice: "With the strength of Bai Shangzhu, ordinary sects may not be able to offend them."

Bai Sanniang laughed, "Elder He was joking. Cultivating these guards is just to protect themselves. Elder He also knows the status of my Bai family in Yujing City. If he did not train some guards to protect his life, he would have been swallowed up in this city where the strong prey on the weak."

He Xiandao naturally didn't believe Bai Sanniang's nonsense. With the group of guards behind her, a smaller sect could easily be destroyed.

This kind of power is definitely a lateral walk in Yujing City.

He Xiandao said loudly: "The Bai Shangzhu just needs to give He a word, who is the female disciple who kidnapped my Iron Sword Sect? We will take away the female disciples of the sect and immediately withdraw from the slave market."

Bai Sanniang smiled slightly and said, "It was not my Bai family, but I can tell Elder He that the one who abducted the elder's disciple was a vendor named Fan, and behind him was Gao Chengshou."

Bai Sanniang looked at He Xian playfully and said, "As for whether to believe this news, it is Elder He's affairs. If you don't believe it, I can't do that little girl either."

"City Guard? Gao Zhizhang?"

He Xiandao's face changed slightly. He actually got involved in the Great Wei Dynasty. Could it be that the Great Wei Dynasty deliberately set up a method that was dissatisfied with the border situation?

He Xiandao, his junior brother Zhang Shuo and Su Wanshan looked at each other, and the three of them looked quite heavy.

As the surrounding sects, they naturally knew exactly what Yujing City looked like.

If it is a general trader who is not afraid of death and a great merchant in Yujing City colludes with the rich merchants in Yujing City, they will not be able to ignore it at all. However, it is not an ordinary thing to involve Gao Zhizhang, an official of the Great Wei Dynasty.

"Senior brother, no matter who dares to abduct his disciples, we must fight to the death even in the Great Wei Dynasty!" Zhang Shuo was the first to stand up and expressed his strong and powerful attitude.

For their sects in the world, they were not obeying the rules of the court and always maintained the attitude of not provoking me and I would not look for you.

Even if you have any scruples, it won't be too big.

Therefore, Zhang Shuo's attitude immediately attracted the caterpence of many disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, and they all expressed their intention to kill Gao Zhizhang, the dog official, and find the female disciples under his sect.

Looking at the indignant disciples at the disciples, He Xiandao doubted Bai Sanniang's words in his heart, but he couldn't dispel the enthusiasm of his disciples at this time, so he could only say loudly: "Silent! Our most urgent task is to find the vendor named Fan, rescue the trapped disciple, and then go to Gao Zhizhang!"
Chapter completed!