But now, the Seoul City Lord takes the initiative to come out. Once he dies outside the city, Seoul will inevitably have a sharp drop in morale.

In addition, the loss of the only sixth-grade strongman, the entire Seoul was like thin paper in their eyes.

"Die for me!!!"

The leader of the bandit Hu Yanzheng punched in a daze.

This punch shocked the air and rushed directly at the Lord of Seoul.

"I can't stop it."

The Lord of Seoul's face was pale.

Even though the punch had not yet arrived, he knew that he could not stop it.

"Die together."

There was a hint of madness in the eyes of the Lord of Seoul.

Even if he dies, he will seriously injure Hu Yanzheng. Only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope for the Seoul behind him.

"I'm the one who dies, and it's worth it to exchange for tens of thousands of people in Seoul."

The lord of Seoul died generously and started again at Hu Yanzheng with no chance.

"idiot."

"Want to die together?"

Hu Yanzheng sneered and retreated directly.

He wouldn't have the lord of Seoul to fight hard.

......

Inside Seoul City.

Su Xuan sat in the inn, silently watching the scene through his spiritual power.

He suddenly remembered that when he was reincarnated for the first time, the entire Hejiabao was slaughtered by bandits, and his parents in that life were even pierced by a spear.

“It’s time to go back.”

Su Xuan said softly.

......

The Lord of Seoul felt extremely desperate.

He wanted to fight Hu Yanzheng desperately, but the other party didn't answer at all.

Just avoiding him and fighting, if this continues, the gap in strength between the two will be completely revealed.

"It's over."

The Lord of Seoul looked at Hu Yanzheng's sneer on his face, and immediately realized that he was finished and Seoul was finished.

Sudden.

Just then.

It's raining.

Drops of rain filled the radius of dozens of miles.

"rain?"

The Lord of Seoul was stunned. How could it rain this season?

But the next moment.

The raindrops disappeared all over the sky.

However, Hu Yanzheng and the thousands of horse bandits in the distance were frozen, and then their bodies exploded and turned into wreckage.

"Dead?"

The Lord of Seoul looked at all this blankly.

"Just now?!"

The Lord of Seoul vaguely felt that before the raindrops appeared, a monk wearing a gray monk's robe seemed to smile at him.

"Is it his move?"

The Lord of Seoul took a deep breath.

In an instant, thousands of horse bandits were killed, including a fifth-grade strongman like Hu Yanzheng.

How strong is that monk?

First-class?

Or is it a great master in the celestial realm?

......

It is dozens of miles away from Seoul.

Su Xuan walked in the air, and several miles passed in an instant.

The group of horse bandits just now evoked some memories of Su Xuan, so he took action.

For Su Xuan, it’s nothing or not to take action, it’s just an idea.

At this time, the formation had been printed, and he only needed to return to the Dazen Temple.
Chapter completed!