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Chapter 17 Gengjin Sword Technique
It was late at night and the spiritual farmers in the Xuzihao shantytown had fallen asleep early.

After all, I still have to weed, drive away insects, and bring rain to the spiritual fields the next day, and perform the herbal skills...

There was only the chirping of insects and croaking of frogs all around.

"Mr. Liu said that guy is the fifth one on the west side of the third row. Let me look for him!"

Sun Hui looked around and groped forward cautiously.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed two tiny sparks shooting towards him at a high speed in the sky far away.

"not good!"

Sun Hui's face changed and he quickly summoned the magic flag. Black smoke as thick as his arms rose up and wrapped himself up.

Rumble…

Unimaginable force hit the black smoke, and Sun Hui felt his ears were filled with a buzzing sound. His internal organs were churning and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"The demon cultivators are attacking! The demon cultivators are attacking!"

I don't know where a roar came from, like thunder in the sky, the sound was so loud that I didn't know how far it went.

Upon hearing the voice, Sun Hui's face turned pale and he desperately tried to escape from the Xu-shaped shantytown.

Just kidding, although the people living in the shantytowns are all outer disciples of the Tianyan Sect, there are also many strong people in the late stage of Qi Refining.

He was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining. If he were discovered, he would surely be beaten to death.

But from some unknown direction, flames shot out again.

He had to use his magic flag to fight back.

At this time, there were "whoosh" and "whoosh" sounds coming from the sky, and it turned out that a cultivator was flying towards them on a sword.

The fat Taoist was terrified and wanted to escape, but it was too late. In an instant he was surrounded by four monks.

Seeing the black banner with rolling demonic energy and Sun Hui with evil spirit, Zhou Hai shouted: "You thief, not only did you murder Liu Sheng, but you are here to do evil again today. Do you really not take Tianyan Immortal Sect seriously?"

"What? I murdered Liu Sheng?"

Sun Hui was confused. Could it be that Liu Sheng was dead?
This is impossible!
Liu Sheng had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining. Looking at the twelve shanty towns in Cuiwei Mountain, they were all top-notch warriors. How could he die for no reason?
But Zhou Hai didn't care what Sun Hui was thinking. He used the Gengjin Sword Technique, and rays of golden light shot out, sharp and piercing.

Other cultivators also have the strength of the fifth level of Qi Refining, and they either use magical weapons or talismans.

Suddenly, the light shines brightly.

The fat Taoist priest waved the magic flag, and black air spread everywhere. He also offered up amulets one after another, trying his best to resist.

"I am good friends with Liu Sheng, the captain of your night patrol team!"

Sun Hui was in a panic and spoke without thinking.

Zhou Hai was furious when he heard this: "He is indeed a treacherous and cunning demon sect kid. Not only did he kill Captain Liu, but now he is trying to throw dirty water on him. He is simply insane!"

Sun Hui was inconsolable. He had never expected that Liu Sheng would die!

Soon, the black smoke emitted by the magic banner was broken by the four monks working together.

There were several holes in Sun Hui's body pierced by the Gengjin Energy, and blood gushed out.

"Captain Zhou, should we kill this demon cultivator directly or lock him up?"

A member of the night patrol asked.

Zhou Hai thought for a moment and said, "First, detain him at Liu Sheng's residence and keep him under guard. Report him to the Immortal Sect for interrogation tomorrow to see if there are any other accomplices!"

"Captain Zhou's thinking is really comprehensive. We can't even come close to him!" complimented the other team members.

Afterwards, a cultivator pierced Sun Hui's scapula with an iron chain and pasted a talisman in his dantian to suppress his magic power.

The magic spells were treacherous and insidious, so they did not dare to be careless.

After leaving the monks to guard the place, Zhou Hai took the rest of the team to appease the spiritual farmers in the shantytowns.

The night patrol team, in addition to defending against robbery during the rice-raising season, is also responsible for guarding the shantytowns at other times.

Liu Sheng was dead, and Zhou Hai was the captain of the night patrol team. Now was the time to win people's hearts. Another two hours passed.

At this time, a faint white light had appeared in the eastern sky, but the night was still hazy.

At the gate of Liu Sheng's courtyard, two monks were sitting at the gate, yawning, with their eyelids drooping, as if they were about to close at any time.

In the air not far away, a dragonfly-sized plane quietly appeared and blended into the night.

Through the window, Xia Chen saw the fat Taoist priest Sun Hui lying in the middle of the dilapidated bamboo house.

Sun Hui was in an extremely miserable state at this time. Not only was he tied up, but there were several blood holes on his body as thick as thumbs, which were still oozing blood. He wailed from the pain from time to time.

Even his mouth was tied with a piece of sackcloth to prevent him from shouting.

There was a hint of murderous intent in Xia Chen's eyes.

This fat Taoist priest must die!
Otherwise, he would be sent to the Immortal Sect and tortured, and he would have to reveal the gloomy wooden box that Liu Sheng mentioned.

Although I have never seen this thing, it is still a troublesome thing.

Moreover, how can he explain that the evil spirit controlled by Sun Hui was killed by himself?
Xia Chen pressed the button, and two tiny lasers shot out without making any sound.

In addition to conventional missiles, the mini aircraft can also launch lasers that can easily penetrate steel plates.

Two blood spots the size of golden needles immediately appeared on Sun Hui's head, and blood began to seep out.

The laser fired by the plane was sharp and was no less powerful than the "Gengjin Sword Technique" performed by Zhou Hai.

The only drawback is that they are too small, and a few lasers can't cause much damage.

Xia Chen fired dozens of lasers in succession.

Sun Hui's wailing gradually weakened until it disappeared.

After confirming his death.

Xia Chen then quietly stepped down from the mini plane and took away the wooden hairpin on his head.

Then he quietly drove the mini plane away from the courtyard.

Another half hour passed and the sky began to gradually turn white.

A monk in charge of guarding stretched and murmured, "Is this fat guy asleep? I haven't heard his cry for a long time!"

Afterwards, the two looked at each other, were both startled, and their sleepiness disappeared immediately. They hurried into the house to check.

I saw the fat Taoist priest lying on the ground, no longer breathing.

There were several tiny holes on the head, with blood flowing out, which looked extremely terrifying.

"He's actually dead!"

The two were shocked and quickly reported the situation to Zhou Hai.

Zhou Hai had just finished comforting the farmers in the shantytown and was about to go home to rest for a while, but when he heard the news he lost all sleepiness and immediately went over to check.

"Could it be the work of this evil cultivator's companions?" a member of the night patrol team said.

Zhou Hai sneered: "If he had a companion, why didn't he rescue him, but killed him quietly?"

"What do you think, Captain?"

Zhou Hai checked the corpse and said with a gloomy face: "I think it was a fellow Taoist from the shantytown who secretly killed the demon cultivator. As for the reason... I'm afraid that the fact that he colluded with the demon cultivator would be exposed!"

He thought that by capturing a living demon monk, he had made a great contribution and could secure his position as the captain of the Xu-shaped shantytown night patrol team.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong.

The faces of the monks present changed when they heard this. They looked at each other and the people around them without saying a word.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

(End of this chapter)