The plain tone seemed to be telling an insignificant matter.

But just like this, everyone felt a terrible pressure.

One person couldn't bear the pressure and dropped the crossbow first.

"boom!"

At this moment, the bluestone floor beneath Lin Mang's feet exploded, and gravel flew around.

And his whole body flew out like a ghost.

A flash of sword light was approaching.

Like clouds and fog!

The moment is like clouds and water intertwining.

The brilliant gilded sword light bloomed quickly.

The three old men in the courtyard looked shocked.

One person hurriedly slapped a palm, and another person came to kill with a sword.

The other person turned around and ran away!

Among the three people, two are in the Tiangang realm, both at the ninth level of Tiangang, while the other one is a first-level master.

The one who escaped was none other than the First Realm Grandmaster, the ancestor of the Du family in the city.

At this moment, he was cursing secretly in his heart.

Two idiots!

Don't be stupid, that's a master.

Just because you want to shake it up.

From the moment Lin Mang drew his sword, he realized that this person was definitely a master, and definitely not an ordinary master.

The attacks of the two fell on the innate Qi, making it impossible to make any progress.

Almost instantly, the bright sword light flashed away.

The two bodies made a "puff" sound, and their eyebrows split apart.

Blood rains all over the sky!

quiet……

The entire prefect's Yamen suddenly became extremely quiet.

Everyone looked horrified and backed away.

Lin Mang looked at everyone with an indifferent expression, his lips and teeth slightly parted: "Kneel down!"

The moment the sound came out, it was like thunder thundering from the sky, or like dragons roaring and tigers roaring.

Everyone felt their hearts trembled, and they knelt down involuntarily.

Lin Mang stepped out of the prefect's Yamen.

Outside, the Du family ancestor who had just escaped immediately roared: "Kill him!"

"Kill him quickly!"

"This man killed the prefect of Pingyang, he is a fake Jin Yiwei!"

He knew very well that these people alone would never be able to kill Lin Mang.

But he just wanted to delay some time so that he could escape from Pingyang Mansion smoothly.

On the long street, huge crowds of people gathered on both sides, creating a majestic atmosphere.

These people didn't know what was going on in the prefect's yamen.

When I heard the voice of the ancestor of the Du family, I just instinctively followed orders.

For a moment, the sky was filled with arrows!

Spiral crossbow arrows designed to break the true energy were shot out, spinning rapidly in the air.

The terrifying impact ignited a flame at the front end of the arrow.

"Dangdang..."

Countless broken crossbow arrows automatically stopped three feet away from Lin Mang, and were knocked away in an instant.

All of a sudden, there were a lot of casualties!

On the street, a large number of imperial guards and government troops rushed towards them.

There were even more government troops forming a battle formation, holding long swords and advancing slowly.

Bang! Bang! Bang bang!

The bluestone floor seemed to have been trampled to pieces.

"brave troops!"

Inside the yamen, Pixiu turned over in boredom, then opened his mouth, and the full-moon scimitar flew out of his mouth.

A silver fire wheel appeared like a full moon falling, circling and dancing from the sky.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

In an instant, heads were rolling in!

The scimitar of the full moon ruthlessly harvests lives.

The vitality of heaven and earth gathers on the blade.

Lin Mang stepped out of the street, the full moon scimitar hovering in the air.

The wailing is endless!

In just a few breaths, there were already over a hundred dead and injured on the street.

Everyone scrambled to escape, but as soon as they took a few steps, the bodies were already separated.

Finally, everyone in panic knelt down and begged for mercy.

On the long street, blood flowed like a river.

The boots made a soft sound when they stepped into the blood.

The full-moon scimitar hovered in the air, tearing the air and making sharp neighing sounds.

In the distance, Du Feiyan, who was running away in a hurry, glanced back.

Instantly, a chill ran straight from the soles of my feet to my mind.

Cold all over my body!

The heart seemed to have stopped beating at this moment.

"run!"

This was the only thought in his mind.

But soon, he saw a headless corpse with blood spurting from its neck.

The world was spinning before my eyes, and everything lost its color.

"Huh~huh~"

The full moon scimitar flew back without a drop of blood.

A pair of cold eyes were reflected on the bright blade.

Lin Mang caught the falling full moon scimitar and said calmly: "Let's clean up this city again!"

"yes!"

Everyone shouted in unison with great force.

The cold wind swept across, making the clothes rustle.

…

dufu,

In the center of the hall, a middle-aged man was pacing back and forth, with a hint of sadness in his expression.

On the chair on the right, a middle-aged man picked up the tea cup, took a slow sip, and said helplessly: "Brother, let's take a rest."

"You walking around makes me dizzy."

Du Chengyan stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, sighing softly: "I don't know why, but I feel a little worried in my heart."

"Brother, you just think too much."

"Even the ancestors are here, so what's there to be afraid of?"
To be continued...