Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 438: Fighting with the Constable of Bijiang Ferry

"It seems like this is a big shot?" Wang Qiye thought to himself. He was worried that he didn't make enough noise. He just killed Liu San, and the huge mountain of karma of the Lei family above his head just shrank to the size of a fist.

The sword of divine punishment was still sharp, and he could not sleep or eat well.

So, under everyone's extremely nervous gazes, he slowly put his arms around Master Zhou's head, and then rubbed his arms together violently.

The person in his arms' head instantly turned 180 degrees, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

The jade pendant was still loyally protecting its master, and the hazy white light was still shrouding it. However, although its master still had a heartbeat, he was no longer breathing.

Half of the people in the room collapsed to the ground along with the corpse, as if their souls had been sucked out, with no light in their eyes anymore.

As for today’s incident, even if this short-haired Black Crow Taoist is executed on the spot, many people will be buried with him.

It was originally a good thing to seek pleasure, but now with the death of Master Zhou, none of those people who have no power and can only flatter will be able to escape.

The six personal attendants of Zhou Liwen were even more troubled. There was a strange phenomenon in the sky today, and they were under house arrest.

However, the young master was playful, so they ran away secretly, and the bodyguard was tricked into falling asleep with his head covered, otherwise how could the young master die so easily today?

They looked at each other and whispered, "Let's go."

The six people turned around and hurried downstairs, and soon six fast horses galloped out of the city like arrows.

How could the others dare to stay in this haunted place? They crawled out of the box, wishing their parents had given them two more legs, for fear of being implicated in this terrible disaster.

For a moment, the only people left in the box were Wang Qiye and the corpse that was still shrouded in white light, as well as fear and deathly silence that filled the air.

Wang Qiye walked over slowly, reached out to pick up the jade pendant, and with a strong pull, the jade pendant easily fell into his hand.

Having lost its sense of its master, this third-tier defensive spiritual weapon instantly retracted its light and slowly calmed down.

"nice one."

Wang Qiye looked left and right, his eyes full of love, and he couldn't let it go.

He wiped away the traces of the previous owner and after a little sacrifice, the spiritual weapon recognized its new owner. The jade pendant swung around him happily, as if expressing its joy for the new owner.

Then, Wang Qiye put Zhou Liwen's sword into the Yangqizhu. He stretched out his hand again, and Zhou Liwen's storage bag fell into his hand.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk—”

Wang Qiye secretly smacked his lips. As expected of the only son of that great general, there are so many treasures in this storage bag.

There were actually ten third-level defensive magic weapons, eleven third-level offensive magic weapons, a hundred talismans, and 1.2 spirit stones.

There are actually three bottles of Hunling Pills, two of medium quality and one of high quality. This is a good thing for the third realm cultivators to restore their spiritual power.

As for the other pills, there were also a pile of them, and Wang Qiye actually found three bottles of aphrodisiac pills among them.

Now, all these have come in handy for him. Wang Qiye couldn't help but feel happy. This unexpected gain gave him more confidence when facing the upcoming crisis.

The Bijiangdu law enforcement team finally arrived in a hurry. There were more than 30 people in the team, all of them looked solemn and majestic.

The three team leaders were all Jindan cultivators, and they exuded a powerful aura that no one dared to underestimate. The rest of the team members were also the best among the second-level cultivators, and their actions were uniform and well-trained.

The head security officer of Xueyue Tower came forward in a hurry. He looked nervous and first glanced towards a room on the fifth floor. Then he described the incident to Deacon Li in vivid detail.

"He hasn't left yet?" Deacon Li frowned with a serious expression.

Logically speaking, the person who committed such a serious crime should have already fled thousands of miles away. This reminded him of the strange sky tonight, the light of the setting sun, which made people feel uneasy.

"Could it be that this disaster was caused by him?" His heart tightened. If this was true, he was afraid that this trick would be very difficult to deal with.

"Guardian Qin, I'm afraid we need your assistance this time." Deacon Zhao's eyes narrowed. Steward Li is an experienced old man in Bijiang Ferry. In the past, he had never asked for help from these shop guards when enforcing the law.

Guard Qin nodded solemnly, "This happened in our territory, so we are willing to do our best to atone for our sins."

"We have two third-level cultivators and 40 second-level cultivators. You can send them at your disposal, Manager Li."

The Xueyue Tower is worthy of being able to be so large. Although it has the support of the city lord and the forces of Xuejingtai and Yueyin Pavilion, its own guards are also incredibly powerful.

The chief and deputy guard leaders are both cultivators of the third realm. This force is already able to compete with the law enforcement team of a city.

Although the second-level cultivators of Xueyue Tower may not be able to compare with those cultivators of the law enforcement team in terms of strength, they are numerous enough and can become a force that cannot be ignored at critical moments.

"This time, I'm afraid you'll have to fight head-on." Deacon Li also looked towards the fifth floor with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Don't worry. With such a big incident happening, none of our brothers thought they could survive. We can only use this broken body to die and atone for our sins, so as not to implicate our families." Guardian Qin's voice was low, and his tone was full of determination.

"It's the same for us. If we can't execute this evildoer on the spot before the army arrives, it'll be fine if he dies, but if anyone survives, their entire family will be taken to the mine and forced to dig for spiritual stones."

Deacon Li also sighed. It was like the sky was falling down and hitting him. It was such an unexpected disaster that there was really no way to explain it.

They knew the difficulty and seriousness of the mission, and the consequences would be disastrous if they failed. But they had no way out and could only go all out to fight for the fate of themselves and their families.

"Let's get started." Deacon Li waved his hand vigorously, and the people behind him rushed to the fifth floor like a tide.

In the entire Xueyue Building, whether it was the guests or the workers, they had already fled. Everyone was hiding in a room at the moment, observing the situation in Xueyue Building through the cracks with trepidation.

The two constables smashed the window and slipped in like nimble cheetahs. Without hesitation, they threw all the hidden weapons in their hands like raindrops.

The hidden weapons flashed coldly under the dim light and whizzed towards Wang Qiye in large numbers, instantly breaking the original tranquility in the room.

The magic weapons on Wang Qiye's body automatically protected their master. A bead magic weapon instantly opened up a barrier, blocking all the attacking hidden weapons and making a series of "ding-dang-dang" sounds.

The barrier was like a transparent shield, causing ripples under the impact of hidden weapons.

Seeing that their sneak attack was futile, the two constables seemed to have been prepared. They looked at each other, quickly pulled out a dagger from their waists, a look of determination flashed in their eyes, and they rushed towards the demon.

Their figures are like arrows shot from a bow, with an unstoppable momentum.

Two new knives suddenly popped out from behind Wang Qiye and fell steadily into his hands. His body was as fast as lightning and he passed by the two men.

Two cold lights flashed by, and the two detectives paused at the same time. A blood line instantly appeared on their necks, and blood gushed out. The gushing blood bloomed into bloody flowers in the air.

Before the bodies of the two men fell, a team of eight people, all guards, rushed in from the main door of the box like a tide.

For a moment, swords, spears, sticks and clubs flashed with cold light, shining against each other, and all attacked the demon. The cold light intertwined together, like a net of death covering Wang Qiye.

Wang Qiye looked calm, his two swords crossed and danced like flying. These second-level defensive magic weapons were as fragile as paper in front of the third-level offensive magic weapons.

Just as they passed each other, eight people fell down in unison, their blood dyed the ground red, and the scene was bloody. His figure in this bloody light was like a Shura from hell.

Wang Qiye stood there, like a killing god, with a chilling aura emanating from his body. That aura seemed to be able to freeze people's souls, making people dare not look directly at him.

Deacon Li, who was standing far away, felt the aura inside suddenly disappear, and his face darkened. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his heart felt like a huge rock was pressing down on him.

The thing he was most worried about came true. The evil Taoist inside must be the one who would be doomed today.

Deacon Li sighed inwardly: "Zhou Liwen deserves his bad luck. You could have met anyone else, but this killer?" His eyes were full of helplessness and regret.

"All I can say is that General Zhou has killed too many enemies in his life, and his luck has run out!" His voice was low and heavy, as if he was lamenting this helpless fate.

If he were an ordinary cultivator, he would probably have been entangled by the two waves of people rushing in.

This created an opportunity for subsequent attacks. Unfortunately, it seemed that this demon was not simple!

A huge stick smashed the wall and continued to hit Wang Qiye.

This was the killing array formed by the 28 monks of Xueyue Tower, attacking Wang Qiye. The sticks carried a tremendous force, as if to smash everything to pieces.

Seeing that he was no match for his opponent, Wang Qiye decisively sacrificed himself and smashed the wall behind him, then floated downstairs.

However, a huge knife, flashing with cold light, chopped down from the sky.

The fourteen detectives from Bijiang Ferry also formed a killing formation and had been waiting for a long time.

Wang Qiye was instantly trapped in an ambush and the situation became even more critical.