The next moment,

Countless mud spots mixed with rocks flew out of the swamp and hit the people.

The people in the front row were beaten to a bloody head, and many people in the rear were also affected.

Screams immediately started one after another,

"Killing!", "Zhenfusi is killing!", "The government is killing!" and other shrill cries echoed above the prefect's mansion.

Too bad!

Li Hui's expression changed. He stood on a high building and saw clearly that the Zhenfu Division monk clearly used the Mud Technique at the beginning, which was mainly aimed at trapping people and had no killing effect.

Suddenly, mud magic becomes mud bomb magic.

This is clearly a monk with much higher strength who forcibly hijacked the spell and tampered with its effect. He deliberately killed and injured the people in front of Taiyuan Mansion.

"Xi Siye!"

Li Hui shouted, no need for him to remind him.

Xi Yangyu stepped on the wooden floor, flew out of the window lightly, and hung in the air.

He scanned the crowd from a high position, his majestic power of thought flowing along the street like an invisible wave, sniffing the traces of spiritual energy, looking for the trace of the monk.

Buzz!

In the invisible spiritual world, his surging power of thought hit five rocks head-on.

Five powerful telepathy masters, from different directions on the street, firmly locked onto Xi Yangyu with telekinesis machines.

"Langya East Sea Qi?"

Xi Yangyu narrowed his eyes and also locked onto the five monks who were wearing hoods and hiding among the crowd, pretending to be ordinary people.

The eyes of both parties met in the air, and Xi Yangyu sneered: "Are you no longer pretending?"

Langya East Sea Qi, the image of a thousand-year-old reef fighting against the waves with indomitable strength, can enhance the telepathy power of many telepathy masters, enough to compete with higher-level monks in a short period of time.

"If the occasion and situation were different, I would not be willing to antagonize the Langya Wang family. After all, you are a thousand-year-old family.

But, who made the mountain chief force me to come, and my daughter is also in Taiyuan Mansion..."

Xi Yangyu murmured to himself, grabbing it with his right hand in mid-air, as if grabbing something invisible, and pulled hard.

"Pfft——"

Five spurts of blood sounded at the same time,

The five hooded monks spurted blood and knelt forward. While kneeling, they formed a hand gesture with their hands and slapped them heavily on the ground.

A huge force pressed down on Xi Yangyu's shoulders, pulling him down from mid-air and smashing him into the ground.

Fortunately, this place was far away from the gathering of people, so there were no casualties or attracting the attention of the crowd.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and Xi Yangyu slowly stood up in the huge pit.

There were no injuries on his body, but there was a long tear on the left lapel of his clothes, and the surface of his sleeves was stained with a lot of dust.

The five monks arrived in an instant and knelt down around the pit.

Their bodies were hunched, and they had obviously endured great pain. They continued to press their hands on the ground in different directions above the pit, and released their mental power to form a bell, which firmly shrouded Xi Yangyu's head.

Connecting his feet was also covered with a mental barrier.

Xi Yangyu glanced indifferently at the big clock above his head, and blasted out with a palm. The majestic power of his mind directly created fine cracks on the surface of the clock.

The aftermath of the spiritual energy directly shattered the glass of all houses within a ten-foot radius.

The five monks were shaken and their injuries became more serious, but they still knelt on the ground and tried their best to support themselves.

Xi Yangyu's face was expressionless, and he clapped his hands one after another.

The mind-power copper bell is almost broken, but it can always recover before it collapses.

"Xi Siye,"

A monk coughed and said hoarsely: "We, the Wang family, have no intention of treason. This is just a helpless move to avoid further intensifying the situation. We promise that we will not let anyone hurt your daughter, or the King of Yue, and Princess Guanghua."<

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"..."

Xi Yangyu's eyes flickered for a moment, and he didn't stop moving his hands. He still slapped the bronze bell of telepathy with one palm after another, but his movements seemed to have slowed down a bit.

And in front of the prefect's mansion at the end of the street, there were shouts like "The government is killing people!"

The monk surnamed Su suffered a backlash from the spiritual energy. His face turned pale and he lowered his palms, breathing hard.

The expressions of the other Zhenfu monks changed suddenly and they tried to pull him back, but their bodies suddenly froze.

Sword Intent.

The strong and sharp sword intent hovered in front of the brows of all the Zhenfu monks, making their hair stand on end, their hands and feet stiff, and unable to make any movements.

That is the sword intention of Zhuxiao Sword Cultivator.

People without cultivation will not be able to feel it.

In the sensory world of the monks, the sharp and bone-piercing sword intent is simply penetrating the heavens and the earth.

Li Hui's expression was gloomy, Qiu Feng and Ouyang Shi's faces were pale and they held their breath subconsciously. Li Leling's expression was expressionless, and his fingers unconsciously formed sword gestures.

Step.

Yan Yundang took a step forward, blocking everyone in front of him like a tall tower.

The sharp sword intent directed at the Prefect's Mansion melted instantly in front of him, and Qiu Feng and others could finally take a deep breath.

"Go to the laboratory and call Risheng out. We will leave now."

Yan Yundang held the horse in his hand and looked at the scene below indifferently.

Several village sages climbed up the steps first and shouted to the chaotic people below: "Follow me to see Mr. Li Xiaolang, folks!"

The few Zhenfu Division monks were firmly locked by Zhuxiao Sword Master's sword intent and could not make any movement. They could only watch the common people ascend the steps.

It's not that the Zhenfu Division monks didn't want to stop it, but that the Qihai was completely suppressed by the sword's intention.

Yan Yundang said without looking back: "If Li Luanfeng comes, communications are cut off, and intelligence inside and outside Taiyuan Mansion is interrupted.

The Wang family, or even people from Zhao Ming, may take action directly."

Qiu Feng gritted his teeth and said, "But Risheng said he only had the last minute..."

"Now is not the time to be willful."

Yan Yundang said calmly: "The people below can no longer listen to anything. Once a man-made disaster occurs, it may lead to chaos."

"In other words, we only need to eliminate man-made disasters and that's it?"

Li Leling suddenly asked.

"What?"

Before Li Hui and the others could react, Li Leling crossed Yan Yundang, held the window edge with her palms, jumped out of the window, and landed in the courtyard of the prefect's mansion.

Without Yan Yundang's protection, the Zhuxiao Sword Intention reappeared in Li Leling's eyebrows.

"Everyone stop!"
Chapter completed!