Chapter 348 Rescue, Backstab! (Two in One)

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zheng descended from the sky.

He flew down, and a gun shot out, turning into a starlight belt, repelling dozens of demons.

More than a dozen demons were directly pierced by the gun energy, and they died before they could even transform.

"You bastards, all of you die!"

Xing Tiexin fell one after another, and a big gun directly smashed a demon leader into a pulp.

"Not good! The human reinforcements have arrived!"

"Damn, they actually support so quickly! Retreat!"

The strong appearance of Yang Zheng and Xing Tiexin frightened the demons, and they wanted to give up the siege and retreat.

But just as they turned their heads, they realized that they were surrounded by purple-gold lotus fires.

The lotus fires were suspended around them, quite beautiful.

The temperature around them also became abnormal with the appearance of these lotus fires.

"Unfortunately, we can't leave anymore." Song Changming in the air said lightly and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the floating lotus fires exploded one after another, and the power of the explosions became one, engulfing the group of monsters in an instant.

As his Qi Refining cultivation gradually improved, and with the upgraded characteristics of a Qi Refiner, he could control the Qi like this with ease, and the power was also extremely great.

If the skin and flesh were not thick, it would not be able to withstand the fireworks show created by Song Changming.

The explosion lasted for half a minute before it stopped.

In the field, the weaker monsters had been blown to pieces, and groups of monster blood were attracted and floated into Song Changming's body, sealed with witchcraft.

Although the strength of these blood was not very high, it was a lot.

Some of the remaining monster leaders survived, but they all seemed to have suffered varying degrees of injuries.

Behind Song Changming, a famous general flew past and fell quickly, surrounding all the remaining surviving monster leaders.

In the distance, two thousand cavalry teams also rushed over quickly.

"Great, reinforcements have arrived!" On the city wall, Meng Jianli and a group of officials were relieved.

This wave of reinforcements came just in time.

If they don't come today, they don't have the confidence to survive until the next day.

The energy reserves of the city defense formation are running low.

"Fengcheng is defended!" Meng Jianli loosened his clenched fist under his sleeves and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at this moment, a discordant voice came from behind him.

"What a pity, Lord City Lord."

Meng Jianli's heart skipped a beat and he turned around to look.

It was a general stationed on the top of the city.

Under the helmet, an evil smile appeared on his expressionless face.

His eyes glowed with black light.

Meng Jianli looked at him, his expression suddenly stiffened, and he was in a trance.

He watched the general thrust the long sword in his hand into his chest.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a layer of white light appeared on Meng Jianli's chest.

It was a milky white jade pendant with the luster of runes on it.

It was obviously a talisman.

Under the protection of the white light, the deadly blade could not penetrate his armor anymore.

"Interesting, you really gave birth to a good daughter, Lord City Lord." The general seemed to know the origin of the talisman, and the black light in his eyes became stronger, looking directly into Meng Jianli's eyes.

"Throw it away."

This sentence seemed to have magic power. After the voice fell, Meng Jianli, in a trance, actually obediently pulled off the amulet on his body and threw it aside.

Without the protection of the talisman, the blade was no longer blocked.

"Traitor!"

Song Changming, who was outside the city, suddenly heard a roar on the city wall and turned around to look.

Just in time, he saw the general pulling out the bloody long sword, and the Lord of Fengcheng also fell to the ground.

Song Changming was a little stunned.

What's going on?

The crisis outside the city was resolved, but someone inside the city was stabbed in the back?

Song Changming wanted to go in to rescue, but the city defense formation was still open, blocking him outside.

Surrounded by a group of soldiers, the general who stabbed the city lord in the back did not stop. He killed a group of soldiers with a flash of his body, easily broke through, turned over and jumped into the city, and disappeared.

"Close the defense formation!" Yang Zhen shouted loudly, and the sound was so loud that people inside and outside the city could hear it clearly.

Soon, the defense formation dissipated.

"Tie Xin, you lead the team to deal with the monsters outside, Changming, I will enter the city to arrest people at any time."

After Yang Zhen made some arrangements, Song Changming landed on the top of the city as soon as possible and saw Meng Jianli, who was still alive and dying.

Song Changming felt it and determined that the city lord who had crossed paths with him was powerless to save the situation.

The other party had no martial arts skills, and now his injuries were too serious, and it was difficult for gods to save him.

Meng Jianli's stiff pupils shook and fell on Song Changming.

"Young man, why is it you?"

Several years have passed, and Song Changming's appearance has not changed much, so Meng Jianli recognized him at a glance.

"What's going on?" Song Changming frowned and asked.

"It was Hua Linu who pretended to be him, but unfortunately he succeeded. Young man, please settle my family and send the army back to the main city of Cuibai.

In addition, my funeral affairs are all written in this letter. Please take it to Meng, Meng's family, and hand it over to him."

Finally, Meng Jianli died before he finished speaking.

Song Changming glanced at the envelope in his hand, put it into the Qiankun bag, and told Feng Xingzhuo to take good care of the corpse of the city lord.

Then he flew into the city.

Song Changming's mind moved, and circles of spiritual fluctuations began to spread on the spiritual man in the dark sea, covering almost the entire Fengcheng without any effort!

His eyes were shining, and the whites of his eyes were almost invisible.

This is a symbol of highly concentrated spiritual power.

Song Changming just flew over the city, his eyes scanning around like a radar.

The entire Maple City has a population base of more than three million. If you want to find someone hidden in this huge sea of ​​people, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are looking for a needle in a haystack.

Not to mention that this Huali slave is also very good at disguise, making the search extremely difficult.

Yang Zhen in the distance was in trouble, and suddenly, Song Changming vaguely noticed a very faint evil aura.

Song Changming immediately contracted his mental power and locked onto the area below.

The divine light in his eyes became more and more dazzling and profound.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on one place, and his body moved like a wild goose flying down.

Below is one of the many private houses, nothing special.

But Song Changming was sure that there was a very weak element of demonic energy inside it.

The roof was crushed and Song Changming fell into it.

In the room, the three members of the family who had been hiding had already fainted. Only a commoner young man was still awake, looking back at Song Changming who had landed in the air.

"You can actually find me!"

The commoner young man stopped pretending and showed his cards right away, showing a weird smile.

I saw his mouth opening wider and wider, and the face of an ordinary young man turned into a civet cat's head, revealing two fangs.

Sure enough, they are from the Huali slave clan!

At the same time, his pupils turned black, and Song Changming met his eyes. His originally condensed spirit was instantly impacted by the magic, and was about to collapse.

"What a powerful mental attack method!" Song Changming reacted and was shocked.

With his current level of mental cohesion, and the fact that he was still able to be attacked even when he was on guard, the opponent was obviously not an ordinary Hualinu tribe monster.

When he came back to his senses, the opponent was already close to him, and a pair of sharp claws had broken through the armor, intending to disembowel him.

"Kill you, I don't believe anyone else can catch me! I blame you for seeking your own death!"

The Huali slave sneered, as if he was sure of victory and Song Changming would definitely die.

He knew very well how sharp his claws were.

Unprepared, it is impossible for a mere human body of flesh and blood to block it.

"I want your heart!"

The warrior's heart is his favorite.

Just when he thought he was sure, his claws touched his skin. The sharp claws that could break gold and iron in the past encountered obstacles this time.

The flesh-and-blood body in front of me, which should have been like a piece of tofu, now seemed like the hardest object in the world.

His sharp claws failed to break open, or even scratch the skin!

"How is that possible!"

The Huali slave looked horrified and unbelievable.

Song Changming just stood there defenseless, but his claws were unable to break the defense of the person in front of him!

He raised his head somewhat sluggishly and met Song Changming's cold eyes, as if falling into an ice cave.

He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

With Xiao Wu's speed seal increasing, Song Changming's attack was like lightning, and he embedded the opponent's animal head with his big hand.

Use your five fingers a little harder.

Just hearing a click, Huali Nu's face was distorted, and his skull was cracked by Song Changming.

"Let go!" Huali Nu screamed, his hands turned into claws, and he stabbed Song Changming's chest frantically without giving up.

However, Song Changming did not move at all, and remained indifferent despite the sparks flying from Huali Nu's claws on his chest.

When Huali Nu saw this, he was completely panicked. He raised his eyes and glared again, wanting to repeat his old trick.

However, this time, Song Changming failed to make him wish.

He exerted force on his hand again, and with a bang, the opponent's head shattered like a watermelon.

With a wave of his hand, he absorbed all the blood and energy from this flower slave.

At this time, Yang Zhen arrived.

"Already dead." Song Changming said, wiping the blood on his hands.

The corpses on the ground gradually shriveled up, but they could still be identified. There was no doubt that they were the Huali slaves.

Once upon a time, when Song Changming first came to Maple City, he also fought with the Huali slave demon tribe in this area.

It's just that the Huali slave in front of him is obviously much stronger than those he encountered in the past.

Even though the Huali slave couldn't even break through his defense just now, he was really not weak in terms of strength. It was just that Song Changming had the Little Witch Armor Seal beside him, and his body had been tempered like divine iron, so he survived.

Song Changming estimated that a strong man at the level of a general in an ordinary army would most likely not be able to fight against this raccoon slave, and would most likely die.

It's no wonder that this skilled Huali slave was so bold that he dared to lurk alone next to the city lord. Seeing that the city couldn't be breached, he retreated to the next best option and carried out an assassination.

Speaking of which, this Huali slave's ability to hide evil spirits is considered to be exceptional.

"The city lord is dead, and the nature of this matter is different." Yang Zhen picked up the body of the Huali slave on the ground and said with a frown.

I thought this was just a small mission to gain merit, but I never thought that the city lord would die.

Moreover, the city lord is still a descendant of the Meng family. He will have to find a way to give an explanation to the Meng family later on, which is a thankless task.

"Let's go. The demon group outside the city should have been almost wiped out, but there may be some hidden in the city, and they must be investigated thoroughly."

After saying that, Yang Zhen quickly flew to the city lord's mansion.

Song Changming glanced at the owner of the original house who was still in a coma. They were also lucky. If the Huali slave didn't want to expose himself, the family of three might have been reduced to blood food.

Shoot out three Gang Qi to wake up the three of them.

"This is the money to repair the roof." Song Changming left a few spirit coins and left through the main entrance.

Fengcheng is still the same Fengcheng, and there is no change from what Song Changming saw a few years ago, as if time has stopped in these old cities with a long history.

However, it is strange.

When he first came to Fengcheng, the old city lord of Fengcheng was assassinated, and he met Meng Jianli who took office on the way.

Now he returned to Fengcheng, but he never thought that he would encounter the assassination of the city lord again, and Meng Jianli could not escape this disaster.

I don’t know if he came by chance, or the city lord of Fengcheng is a very dangerous position.

In the city lord’s mansion, Song Changming and others looked at the sand map of Fengcheng and discussed the next action.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a burly and muscular man rushed in despite the dissuasion of his personal guards.

When Song Changming saw the person coming, he felt familiar.

This person was Chu Wantong, the number one general who followed Meng Jianli to take office in Fengcheng.

He has half demon blood, which is very similar to Su Qingqing's situation, so Song Changming still has an impression of him.

He was wrapped in bandages and smelled of herbs. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious injury and was in the recuperation stage.

But at the moment, he didn't care about his injuries at all. He looked very anxious with an angry face.

"City Lord, where is the City Lord!" His voice was rough and a little out of control.

Xing Tiexin and Song Changming looked at each other and more or less understood the reason why the other party broke in rashly.

"Who are you?" Yang Zhen frowned and asked.

Song Changming recognized this Chu Wantong, but Yang Zhen didn't. He was quite dissatisfied with his abrupt intrusion.

Chu Wantong saw the flag master's armor on Yang Zhen, took a deep breath, and then clasped his hands and said: "I am the commander of Fengcheng City, please tell me how the city lord is now!"

"As you heard." Yang Zhen was still troubled by Meng Jianli's death and was unwilling to say more.

But this sentence was a heavy blow to Chu Wantong.

If he heard the news of the city lord's death before, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, just thinking it was a rumor.

But at this moment, even this glimmer of hope was completely gone.

Yang Zhen was a small flag master, so it was impossible for him to deceive him about this matter.

"If you want to see the corpse, it's in the city lord's mansion, Fu Yuan will take him there." Yang Zhen continued.

Fu Yuan nodded in agreement.

Chu Wantong clenched his teeth, biting his mouth full of blood without noticing it, and finally glanced at Song Changming, and followed Fu Yuan without saying a word.

He also remembered Song Changming, but the news of the city lord's death was too much of a blow to him, so he didn't want to say anything else.

For several days afterwards, Song Changming and his men split into two groups.

One group searched for traces of monsters outside the city, while the other group mobilized the garrison inside the city to search for possible monster spies who had infiltrated.

To prevent the tragedy of Meng Jianli from happening again.

However, the Hua Li Nu tribe seemed to have received the news and intelligence and hid early.

This group of hiding masters made it impossible for Song Changming and his men to find any trace of them.

Until this day, Chu Wantong found Yang Zhen and Song Changming.

"I know where the Hua Li Nu tribe is!"