Chapter 242: The Divine Platform Qingming

It was the assassins who had just assassinated. Now the three of them had changed into the light armor of the city guards at some point, and they looked like the class of the lower-level officers.

Viscount Tomp was among the dozen people. Seeing the person coming back in front of him, he hurriedly came over and asked:

"How is the result?"

One of the three assassins shook his head and said in a little disappointed manner:

"No, Folite is extremely alert. We completely abandoned our breath and followed the movements of an ordinary person, but we were still discovered."

Tomp seemed very majestic in front of his subordinates, cleared his throat and said:

“Has you been followed?”

The officer in charge shook his head in confusion and said:

"It probably didn't keep up."

This answer made Tomp very confused. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the dozen people standing behind him. They were all wearing hoods on their heads. The elves who went to Tomp's mansion, the leader said deeply in the hood:

"I haven't found any trace of magic or smell in your subordinates, but I think we've been discovered by that person."

The elf's beautiful voice was very calm, as if she was talking about something irrelevant. When Topp heard it, he was shocked and suddenly became confused. He didn't care about any face in front of his subordinates. He hurriedly came over and reached out to pull the elf's arm in the lead.

Said in panic:

"What to do, what..."

Before he finished speaking, he didn't even get the other party's body and was thrown out. Viscount Tomp's strength was not too weak, but in front of these elves, he had no resistance. The three officers standing there didn't know what was going on. Seeing that his commander was falling down, he hurried over to help him.

After only two steps, the three men suddenly grabbed their arms and let out a heart-wrenching scream. With a "Peng" sound, the scream stopped abruptly. Even the elves standing there were elite warriors, and a few of them could not help but exclaim in a low voice.

The three officers' right arms suddenly swelled like balloons, and then turned into blood rain. Such huge pain had exceeded the limit of the human body's body's endurance and she fainted directly.

The elves in the head were very calm. When they saw this scene, they immediately pulled out the sword from their waists from their hands and said coldly:

"Prepare for the fight!"

A "click" sound came from behind the elves. The sensitive elf warrior turned around quickly. The two warlocks had instantly summoned an "ice storm". Countless thick and short, sharp ice cones were smashing towards the place where the sound came from. With a "hiss", Huigang did not hide anything, but stood firmly behind them.

Looking at the ice cone that was rushing towards him, the monk's expression remained motionless. He waved his palm and a blazing wind suddenly blew up. The ice cones in front of him quickly turned into a ball of water vapor at this even reaching a hot temperature.

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

The three points that had previously destroyed the assassin's dagger were the Doroye finger, which was known for its strength among the 72 Shaolin's unique skills. A light press behind the three assassins was the "Bloom" character technique of the seventy-two unique skills that were dipped in clothes and falling 18 times. The elves who pulled out the sword were not panicked when they saw the monk fall down, but instead looked at the two people who had fainted from pain there with interest and said:

"Dear Lord Folite, I thought those three people who violate your majesty would be destroyed and even their souls would not remain."

Huigang was slightly surprised. He knew that his current ability had reached a level that he didn't know. When the enemy saw him, he would be afraid and nervous. However, it was extremely rare for people as calm as the elf in front of him. However, the anger in his heart was uncontrollable, and he responded coldly:

"I was assassinated by my father, but I didn't kill him, so I asked them to have one arm and the hand holding the weapon, and only the Lord's Messenger."

Viscount Tomp, who fell on the other side, suddenly felt a huge fear wrapped around his heart. People who had certain levels of martial arts and fighting spirit were now sore and weak, and they could not stand up. Tomp couldn't help but burst into tears and communicated with his body, and his body moved hard on the ground. His spirit was broken, and he couldn't help but cry and said:

"It's not my business. They found me and said that it could make me shine and become the heir of the family. It's not my business. In order to prove this, I have to do something, and I will frame the Saint."

Not sure what kind of mental support, Tomp's tone suddenly became fierce. Although he couldn't stand up, he still pointed at the monk and shouted:

"What do you think? If you die, you will die. Who cares about you?"

This ugly monk who was hoarse and screamed no longer wanted to look at it. He waved his hand and hit Tomp's forehead in a substantial way. The almost crazy Tomp fainted without saying a word. The leader of the elf did not do anything at all, just asked with a smile:

"Why don't you kill him with such garbage?"

"Killing will stain my hands."

This calm attitude finally aroused the monk's anger. Huigang roared lowly and stepped in front of the elves in one step. More than a dozen elves dared not act rashly. Seeing the monk attacking, although he did not have the command of the leader, he still launched an attack together.

The light of various fighting spirits and magic flashed instantly, whether it was weapons or skills, whether it was fighting spirits and magic attacks, their level was only to cause a little fluctuation to Huigang's body's protective magic. In the blink of an eye, in an instant, every elf who launched an attack was in the hands of

Weapons, weapons flashing with sharp light, were shattered like cardboard. After the weapons were shattered, there was a huge impact force. More than a dozen elves couldn't even react and bounced out directly.

In the air, you can hear the continuous crackling sounds of these elves. It was the sound of the bones on their bodies shattering under the huge force. When they fell to the ground, they seemed to be in a broken pocket and could never stand up again. They were obviously dead.

Huigang had no trouble in his heart. Although this might be the first time he had made such a ruthless trick in this world, at this time, one of his hands was still holding the leader's throat. The monk did not even feel guilty or regretful. He looked at the elf in his hand coldly. There was a strange calmness on his handsome face. The monk shouted in a low voice, and the voice was more like the roar of a beast:

"Aren't you afraid?"

The elf watched his companion be knocked down without any resistance under the monk's attack, but his face was still very calm. When he heard the monk's question, he struggled to make a sound and said:

"You insulted Xingguang, the second heir of Hereford family. The Hereford family will fight you in a bloody battle, and I will use death to make up for our faults."

Although his expression was calm, when he talked about the Hereford family, he couldn't help but show a vicious look in his eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, and a subtle hissing sound made, and countless small wounds suddenly appeared on the elves, and countless flames were prominent in the small wounds.

With a "coaxing" sound, the elves that were lifted in their hands just now had turned into ashes. The same thing happened to the elves who were knocked down. Blue flames popped up all over their bodies. In a blink of an eye, a breeze blew across the training ground, and the ashes disappeared after burning.

Perhaps it was at the beginning that Viscount Tomp had already greeted him, so no matter what happened here, no one came over. The monk looked at Tomp who fainted in the middle and felt empty in his heart. The person in front of him chose himself as the letter of fame because Folite was weak and could be bullied.

Although he returned to this city, Folite's consciousness gradually emerged from the depths, and many things could affect Huigang's actions, at this time, Huigang clearly felt that Folite's helpless feeling was that when facing Viscount Tomp who had collapsed just now, he didn't even want to kill him.

After taking a long breath, the monk suddenly found that the things that were faintly Folitic independent in his consciousness completely disappeared, and all that was left was only those memories. Perhaps seeing the ugly and collapse of the enemy who framed him was able to be considered as the remaining wish was already fulfilled.

For the monk, things would not be over. He raised his hand gently and Viscount Tomp, who was lying there, flew up flat. Huigang's palms came out together, and several airflows snatched away, and then quietly.

Huigang never looked back. What happened? He jumped over and had already climbed up to the city wall. Today he should go to Matt Light Church to report and engage in document management. In addition, Viscount Tomp could no longer use martial arts, or even stand for too long, because his body completely collapsed and he became a useless man from then on.

On the road connecting the southwest and north of Audand, a carriage was moving forward rapidly on the road. The carriage looked quite classy. If someone who was proficient in this kind of knowledge was there, it would be judged that the owner of the carriage should not be lower than the count, and that it was the type of earl with rich territory and city.
Chapter completed!