Chapter 163

Wei Ruhai left in a hurry, wearing his big underpants, to invite people.

In the courtyard, injured Western Depot cultivators were everywhere, wailing constantly.

Murong Fang, Wu Liang, and the group breathed a sigh of relief, and the looks they cast at Heng Xian were full of gratitude and excitement!

Who could have imagined that this little clerk picked up halfway was actually such an expert?

Zhou Fang's face was pale. So, he really didn't like her. No! It was that she wasn't worthy of him at all.

Young Master Xu's face changed again and again, and deep fear appeared in his eyes. He had offended the other party quite a bit. If he had known...

"Lonely Ruthless Swordsman" Wu Liang opened his mouth slightly. He suddenly thought of the sword aura that killed the Death Mountain bandits when the guard was robbed that day.

Murong Fang calmed his mood first, cupped his hands upward, and said to Heng Xian: "Senior..."

Heng Xian suddenly looked down and grinned: "No need to call me Senior, it's your turn!"

"Uh..." Murong Fang, Murong Zhiwei, and the group were all stunned.

It's our turn? What's our turn?

In the moment of being stunned, they saw Heng Xian suddenly slap down with two palms in succession.

The strong palm wind was like a mountain roar and a tsunami. Before it even arrived, they felt their cheeks ache and their hair stand up.

"Boom—"

Stone stools splashed, the road surface shattered, and two or three hundred people in the guard bureau were instantly slapped away. Many vomited blood and fainted while still in mid-air, and then fell in disarray.

Even Murong Fang, who was at the first level of the Qi Sea Realm, was curled up on the ground, his hair messy and in a sorry state.

"Is it fun?" Heng Xian said from a high position.

The group's heads were buzzing, and they raised their heads with difficulty, all confused and puzzled.

Senior, aren't we on the same side?

Murong Zhiwei had blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, her clothes were torn, and she gritted her teeth and shouted: "Why?"

"You want to know why?"

Heng Xian landed on the ground and kicked Murong Fang: "A small clerk said he liked your daughter, and in fact, he wasn't wrong. You shouldn't have insulted him. As a Chief Guard, you should have your own measure!"

Then he walked to Young Master Xu and smiled.

Young Master Xu was terrified and crawled backward bit by bit: "Senior, I, I won't dare to do it next time!"

"Scum!"

Heng Xian grabbed one of his legs and threw it aside casually, smashing a hole in the roof of a house, and then he fell heavily to the ground, life or death unknown.

Heng Xian clapped his hands and looked at Murong Zhiwei on the side.

Murong Zhiwei stared at him stubbornly, gritting her teeth and saying: "We were not wrong. This world has been like this since ancient times. Servants are servants. Otherwise, where would there be any ethics and principles!

Since Senior disguised himself as a clerk, he naturally has to bear the consequences of being a clerk!"

"Makes sense, makes sense!" Heng Xian laughed: "So, I am now revealing my identity. As a senior expert, I should naturally have the dignity of a senior expert. You offended me, so it wouldn't be too much for me to kill you, right?"

Murong Zhiwei was stunned for a moment and closed her eyes: "Actually, when you said you had read those famous books and classics, I should have thought that you were not an ordinary person!"

"Very good!" Heng Xian grabbed her hair, pretending to throw her out.

"Don't!" Murong Fang turned his head and shouted desperately: "Senior, calm your anger. Didn't you say you liked my daughter? I am willing to let her marry you as a concubine!"

Heng Xian looked at Murong Zhiwei in surprise: "Are you willing too?"

Murong Zhiwei bit her bright red lips: "Willing... to be Senior's wife or concubine!"

Heng Xian threw her two feet away casually: "Common powder, do you really think I like you!"

Murong Zhiwei fell heavily on the stone steps, her arms broken, and blood dripping from the scratches on her body. However, she didn't cry out in pain, but her face was full of emptiness, as if the four words "common powder" had deeply stimulated her.

On the other side, Zhou Fang was stunned. If the eldest young lady was just common powder in his eyes, then what was she? Rubble?

In the distance, a group of maids who were secretly looking over were already scared pale, and Qingmei was among them, her whole body paralyzed.

At this time, Murong Zhiwei suddenly raised her head, looked at Heng Xian, and said with all her strength: "If you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, one day, I will tell you that I am not common powder!"

"Awesome. I won't kill you. When that day comes, remember to find me!"

Heng Xian lost interest, stretched, and stomped his foot. A strong Qi Sea Realm wave of energy shook away the Wu Liang brothers, the mustached guard, and the group who were in the way.

In fact, this group of people in the guard bureau had some problems and had indeed offended him, but their crimes were not enough to die for. The reason he treated them like this was, first, to vent his anger, and second, to save them. Otherwise, when he and Zhu Fei ran away later, the guard bureau would be treated as their accomplices by the disciples of various sects, and none of them would be able to survive.

Sigh! Played the saint again.

At this time, Zhu Fei walked over with scissors and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, not bad. Brother acts decisively, he is a man who does big things!"

Heng Xian cupped his hands solemnly: "You flatter me, you flatter me!"

"Se, Senior!" The guard Wu Liang behind him sat up with difficulty, "Junior doesn't know what you are thinking, but the Da Luo Holy Sect is a big sect, and Wei Ruhai's brother-in-law is a direct disciple. When they come later, you won't have it easy, right?"

Zhou Fang also gritted her teeth and said: "You should go!"

Heng Xian and Zhu Fei looked at each other and sat down on a stone pier nearby: "I'm waiting for them!"

"Uh!" Wu Liang, Murong Fang, and the group were all stunned.

"Waiting for them." Who exactly is this little clerk?

Just at this moment, more than a dozen figures flew over from afar, all with wide robes and large sleeves, elegant and atmospheric. They were the direct disciples of the Da Luo Holy Sect.

And Wei Ruhai was also among them, wearing a robe, leading the way anxiously.

They're here!

The group in the guard bureau courtyard couldn't help but become nervous.

Even Zhu Fei ran to the corner and squatted down, pretending to be doing something, not knowing what kind of ghost he wanted to play.

Everyone's eyes moved between the group of Da Luo disciples flying over and Heng Xian.

Even Young Master Xu, who was not dead, crawled out of the room covered in blood, panting and watching.

A group of Da Luo Holy Sect disciples finally arrived and landed in the courtyard in unison, all of them imposing and solemn.

Murong Fang, Wu Liang, and others couldn't help but show humble expressions.

Wei Ruhai looked at Heng Xian, tightened his robe, and laughed at the sky: "Hahaha, you kid have guts. You are only at the Qi Sea Realm, yet you dare to provoke like this. Look at how many people I brought. Can you afford to provoke me?"

Saying this, he retreated respectfully to the side: "Brother, look..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned.

Because he found that the group of Da Luo Holy Sect disciples behind him were collectively stunned, and even slowly took a step back, as if they had seen something incredible.

"Brother, what are you..." Wei Ruhai was full of confusion.

A thin youth among the Da Luo Holy Sect disciples said urgently: "Brother-in-law, move aside quickly. This person is the demon traitor Heng Xian!"

Heng Xian's portrait had spread to all sects, and everyone who came to hunt him down remembered it clearly.

However, a person's name and a tree's shadow. Although Heng Xian was wanted, the fact that he could pit to death five or six thousand elite disciples of various sects and be a spy for the ancient demons proved that he was not simple.

Even though everyone was hunting him down, when they saw him suddenly, they still felt a tightness in their hearts and had to be cautious.

"Heng Xian?" Wei Ruhai turned his head abruptly to look at Heng Xian, his face turning white. This name had been too familiar recently!

"Heng Xian?" Murong Fang, the Wu Liang brothers, and the people from the guard bureau also raised their heads in horror.

"Clang..."

A group of Da Luo Holy Sect disciples drew their spiritual artifacts one after another.

Heng Xian turned a deaf ear, stretched again, and turned to look at Zhu Fei in the corner.

(End of chapter)