Chapter 778

The front yard of Zhiling city master's residence is extremely empty. Unlike ordinary people's courtyards, which are full of flowers and plants, they are all paved with green stones. Under the three walls, three rows of weapon racks almost the same length as the wall are packed with all kinds of weapons. In such gloomy weather, they still shine with cold light.

In the courtyard, the bodyguard of the city Lord's residence is practicing, but the city Lord long Ju standing on the stone step of the front hall seems absent-minded. He can't concentrate until he sees the figure of Song Hua walking in from the front door.

"Lord." Song Hua hurried to the dragon.

"How many did you go?" Dragon asked.

"Ten." Song Huadao.

"Ten, that's a lot. It should be enough." Said the dragon.

"My subordinates think so." Song Hua nodded.

The dragon team said that it was the strongest team under the command of long Xuan, but in fact, most of these capable and strange men were rebellious and did not listen to the tune. When long wants to use them, it also depends on their mood. Fortunately, the dragon team has a large number of people. Every time, someone will give him face. But this time there were ten people who gave him face. Long Xuan knew that there were not many people in a good mood, nor did his face suddenly become great. But because the goal of this mission is the wanted felon of the Xuanjun empire. If you take this credit, the Xuanjun empire will have a reward. These strong people who have to live in longyi for various reasons may be reborn. This is very attractive to many of them.

"It's just a pity!" The Dragon suddenly sighed.

"What a pity?" Song hualeng.

Long Xuan shook his head and didn't say anything. He thought of the old one with him. He always hesitated whether to open up, but now ten people of the dragon team are fighting together. He just wants to open up. I'm afraid it's too late.

That's it... Longhe thought in his heart. The things of youth are long gone. At that time, he had decided not to be troubled by those friendships. Why bother again today.

"City master..." Song Hua whispered.

"Huh?" The Dragon returned to his senses.

"Here we are..." Song Hua wants to ask long Zhuo to show her.

"Report..." a man shouted and rushed in from outside the main gate. At a glance, he saw long Ju and Song Hua on the stone level, leaving a string of human figures immediately. People had been swept under the stone level.

"What's up?" Song Hua asked, looking at the spy who came in a hurry.

"Ju is dead." Someone said.

"What?" Startled, Song Hua immediately turned his head and looked at the dragon. Long Xuan was obviously surprised by this and stared at the secret report.

"What's going on?" Dragon asked himself.

"He was the first to arrive at the place where they ate noodles in Luping. The enemy was killed." Said the spy.

After hearing this, Song Hua suddenly felt a little surprised. He turned his head and explained to long Xuan, "Ju Fang's residence is closer to that side. It seems that he acted without waiting for others."

"Do you expect them to cooperate?" Said the dragon.

"But even if Ju Fang is alone, he will be killed so soon..." the news and Song Hua's return are just front and rear feet. Song Hua estimated the time and felt a little incredible. Even if Ju Fang couldn't wait to go over immediately after receiving his news, the news of his death actually chased him back. I'm afraid it doesn't take much time for Ju Fang to make the news of his death.

"How did he die?" Song Hua asked.

"One blow, flying sound cut." Said the spy.

"Feiyin chop? Only one more blow? " Song Hua was shocked.

"Yes, just a blow." The spy must be in the tunnel.

When Song Hua looked at the dragon, he saw that the dragon was also frowning.

Flying sound chopper? This shouldn't be the power Chu min is good at! And even if she practiced this ability perfectly, it's really mysterious to put Ju into a second kill with only this level-3 ability.

"Who did it?" Song Hua seemed to see the doubt in Long Yi's heart and then asked.

"It's Lu Ping." The spy said.

"Lu Ping..." Song Hua looked at long Ju again. Long Ju looked a little surprised.

Lu Ping. According to the information collected before, there are some unusual places in Lu Ping. However, the use of flying sound to cut a blow and kill Ju Fang is not in line with the information they have.

"Lu Ping, where did they go after that?" Long Xuan then asked.

"It should be towards the north gate." Said the spy.

Zhiling city faces south, which is xiafeng mountain area. Facing north, the boundary is large. Three of the eleven Xuanjun districts, including the capital Xuanjun City, can be reached from Zhiling city to the north.

"Order team one, team two, team three, team four and start with me!" Dragon suddenly ordered and walked out of the hospital.

"Yes!" Song Hua looked chilly when he heard the order. After waving his hand, he took the lead in following long Yu behind.

North Gate of Zhiling city.

The passers-by looked at the right below the city gate with surprised eyes. There was a bench, on which a man was sitting upright, with his back facing out of the city and facing the city, his hands folded in front of him, leaning on a dark iron bar.

"Who is this?" The pedestrians whispered, but even the officials guarding the city gate didn't bother. They didn't dare to do anything. They just walked around from left to right, trying not to disturb the unusual figure as much as possible.

As a result, just then, a horse hissed and rushed straight into the city from outside the city with a crisp and rapid hoof.

Pedestrians screamed and flashed to the left and right. The owner of the horse shouted to be careful, but he had been thrown away by the running crazy horse.

In the blink of an eye, the horse had rushed into the city gate. The man sitting in the middle of the bench directly below didn't even lift his eyelids, but the iron rod leaning on his hand was suddenly thrown up by him and swung behind him.

The crazy horse that ran straight behind him was being pulled by his stick. With a dull sound, the horse's huge body, accompanied by a painful cry, flew out and hit the wall of the wall door.

Boom

People only felt that the whole gate was shaking, and the dust on the top of the gate was falling. The horse had fallen to the bottom of the wall and planed the ground with four hoofs, but he couldn't stand up.

The iron stick on the bench had already leaned back under his hand and returned to his original position, as if nothing had happened.

The passers-by who had been moving around him immediately went further. The voices that had whispered about him at first suddenly disappeared. There was silence under the gate, and everyone walked in and out like a ghost. Only the horse gasped at the root of the wall from time to time.

The owner of the horse was so easy to get to the gate that he was stunned to see it. The guard of the city had come and asked him to take the horse away quickly. But he went to his horse and saw that a gravure was hit on the right neck, and the horse's head on the ground was powerless, and blood foam was constantly spewing out of his mouth and nose.

The horse owner was distressed, but he didn't dare to ask and say more, but he couldn't take the horse away. He just stood there at a loss.

The man on the bench stood up at this time. When everyone thought he was going to deal with the owner of the horse that bumped into him, he didn't look back and looked straight ahead - the five passers-by who had just come to the city gate.

He raised his hand and pointed the iron bar at one of the five.

"Chu min." He cried, then pointed to the next, "Lu Ping."

Then, the third person, after pointing to it, thought for a while.

"Linmo!" He cried.