Chapter 223: The native chicken and tile dog

At the stalemate, a figure suddenly jumped up from the yard. It was not so much a jump, but rather a flying movement, ignoring any kind of gravity movement.

Lightly caught the small winged lion wrapped in the light ball in the air, floating in the air, the bearded magician Faz who was watching the golem nervously, was still in good heart. Seeing that this person was about to touch the light ball, he quickly shouted in the air:

"Don't touch that, it will be backfired by the imprisoned spell!"

However, it was obvious that the man was not affected by any magical backlash. He could only see a soft white light flashing. The little winged lion had been caught in the hand by this man. His figure turned back in the air and was about to fall. A warrior next to Tomp had already picked up the bow and arrow from behind.

He quickly opened his bow and arrow and shot at the man quickly. The arrow could not see clearly in the air, but turned into a stream of light. At the same time, the staff in the hands of the two magicians beside Faz were lit. Countless ice cones in the sky fell over the man, and at the same time, a whirlwind appeared behind him.

Suddenly, the man's whereabouts were much faster, and he was still dragging the little winged lion in his hand, but his whole body was surrounded by a light golden light shield.

The Seventy-Two Skills of Shaolin, the Vajra Indestructible Zen, is Huigang.

Whether it was an ice cone or a whirlwind, it was of no use to the monk. It landed on the ground with an extremely stable hand and swung its backhand. The person with a keen hearing in the field only heard a short "whoosh".

Thomp was staring at the monk landing in front of the door fiercely. He had never expected that the Folite man was approaching the closest accidental attack of the arrows and magic in the air. He was actually dodged like this. Is this the foolish, cowardly, and unable to have any martial arts skills?

Seeing the monk's hand swung towards here, before he could come to avoid him, he heard the warrior shooting out the bow and arrow next to him scream, and then the horse under the warrior was panicked and neighed. Because the man and the horse were connected with the saddle, Huigang threw the arrow in his hand out backhand.

The arrows had multiple strengths on them. After hitting the warrior's shoulder, the power above did not disappear. They led the warrior to fall back. The power was huge, and even the horses below flew up. How could the soldiers behind them be well trained? Seeing the knight screaming in the air, they couldn't react.

Unable to avoid it, he was immediately smashed into pieces. The momentum just now disappeared without a trace, and he was also in a mess.

Shaolin's 72 unique skills, Dragon Claw Hand Capture Technique!

The two magicians who attacked in the air were shocked. Huigang glanced at the air with his eyes, his eyes as if lightning. However, Faz was very brave. A half-spherical light curtain gradually appeared on his body blocking the two people. The monk put down his hand that had already raised up.

He ignored the people in heaven, turned around and handed the little winged lion in his hand to Fei'er behind the golem, and said gently:

"Go back to the yard and stay with my... parents."

When talking about the name of the Old Folite couple, the monk obviously hesitated for a moment. The little winged lion was obviously frightened and tightly shrank in the girl's arms. Fei'er had seen many scenes like this, but instead turned around and walked in calmly. As soon as he entered the door, he saw two old men supporting each other, crying in excitement.

The girl was a little curious and wanted to go over and listen. Yalina, who was standing aside, grabbed Fei'er, waved her hand, and leaned into her ear and whispered:

"Folite's father ran out hurriedly and began to be excited when he saw Huigang's battle. He said there was something about the Paladin's inheritance finally. I wonder why he was so excited?"

Thomp outside looked at his left and right expressions. The magician in the sky fell down in dust. Everyone who was swept by Thomp's gaze showed a look of embarrassment, obviously knowing that his skills were not as good as others. The soldiers behind had been injured by the knight just now, and now they were dispersed from afar.

Thomp did not hesitate for too long, and soon his vicious expression became serious and solemn. He took out a sheepskin paper from his arms, sat upright and glared at the monk, and began to pronounce it word by word:

"Walter Folit, the sinner who offended the majesty of the God of Light, the scum who blasphemed the Saint, because of the shelter of the devil, you escaped God's punishment and were wanted by the joint warn of the Governor Matt's house and the Church of Light."

Speaking of this, Tomp pointed the monk in front of him and said:

"If you don't want to implicate your family, you'd better surrender now, or..."

The words stopped abruptly, and an invisible hand strangled the Thompson and the horses below out of thin air, stopping the long and long speech that was about to be said next, as the swollen face and the fat man was pretending to be.

The dozen elite warriors next to them, the well-trained soldiers behind them, and the dirt-faced magicians all looked at Tomp slowly rising in awe. The magicians did not feel the fluctuations of magic, and the warriors did not feel the existence of fighting spirit.

But a huge hand lifted the horse and man with great power. Huigang's hand was snatched in the air, obviously it was him who made it.

Shaolin's Seventy-Two Skills of Prajna Vajra Palm!

Everyone wants to make moves, but they must consider this overwhelming power gap, and the sky and the earth are broken and the wind and clouds are changing color in every move.

Could it be that almost everyone present thought of a possibility, that is, the Folitic family, which has been declining for many years, is probably about to appear a new paladin. Everyone was secretly wondering whether this action would have any adverse impact on their future.

There was also a silence around, obviously because of such power, or they also thought that this declining family was about to revive.

"I saw my parents a few years later and didn't want to do anything bloody, but there's no next time."

You could see the horses in the air neighing sharply, and Tomp's white face gradually turned blue and purple. It was obvious that the invisible big hand was getting tighter and tighter.

The horses' neighing became more and more shrill, and it was obvious that the power in the monk's hands was getting bigger and bigger. The people around were already impressed by such huge power and majesty, and did not want to get closer at all, or did not dare to get closer at all.

In the yard, Folit's family was just excited and noticed that the monk was trying to squeeze the person in his hand.

Whether it was the warriors and mages who followed Tomp, or the wealthy families who were watching the lively and lively in the surrounding yard, they gradually felt creepy. But no one dared to say anything, because they were gradually impressed by the overwhelming fear that arises from the bottom of their hearts.

The next moment, perhaps the next moment, Tomp will be crushed.

At this time, in the distance of the street, a rapid sound of horse hooves came. Huigang stopped the power in his hand and looked coldly at the distance. Could it be reinforcements, but there was no strong aura, and only two cavalry came.

The rapid sound of horse hooves broke this creepy balance. The knight running in front of the two horses was not dressed as a warrior, but a civil servant, and the man behind him was even wearing the priest's robe. The two of them looked like this and probably didn't ride horses or move frequently.

Now he was sweating and his face was pale. The person in charge saw the soldiers surrounding Folit's mansion and the nervous application of those around him. He became more and more anxious and started shouting at the top of his throat when he was far away:

"Don't act rashly, that person is a very important person, it's no longer..."

But then he grew up in shock, because he saw that the person hanging in the air was Viscount Tomp, the son of the general of the border guards near Matt City, and the current sheriff of the city. The most dangerous person now was this person, and he finally noticed the expressions on the faces of those who were watching - deep fear.

The civil servant was extremely surprised by this inexplicable situation. The priest behind him also opened his eyes wide, obviously not understanding the situation in front of him. Huigang hung his hands in the air, looking coldly at the two gentle and gentle people in front of him. For some reason, when he was with Folite's parents, he felt extremely warm and quiet in his heart. Perhaps he had never had such joy.

Perhaps this is Huigang's desire for his parents who had never seen him before. Seeing the sadness and despair of two old men, his physical parents, there was an indescribable anger, anger that could not be suppressed. Now he just wanted to smash this to pieces by Tomp, who might have framed Folite, who was on the verdict.

However, the only trace of Qingming still made him fail to take action in the street and immediately ended the life of the person in his hand. He looked at the two people who were rushing to the sky in a hurry and said without any expression:

"What's the matter? Don't waste time"

The man dressed as a civil servant swallowed hard, and was inexplicably scared of the monk's cold attitude, and said hesitantly:

"After this is Hill, the second-class secretary of the Governor's Office. This is Norris, the garrison commissioner who came here in Letan City..."

Huigang interrupted him without hesitation and continued:
Chapter completed!