Chapter 891 Silence

"Sixth gear?"

After Yang Kui and the others left, a black-clothed guard approached and said in a low voice, "Will these rookies go to monitor the Fianjiagang, will they startle the snake?"

"This is what our family wants. If the snake doesn't startle, how can it be seen?"

The sixth stall took a sip of tea: "As for those newcomers, they are just abandoned children. It is their blessing to die for our family!"

"Sixth rank head, high opinion, good opinion." The black-clothed Wei next to him was convinced, and secretly decided to stay away from this stall head in the future, so as not to be consumed as an abandoned child.

The sixth head nodded and continued to deal with official duties.

Half an hour later, there was a commotion faintly coming from afar, getting closer and closer.

"what happened?"

The head of the sixth gear laughed angrily: "Could it be that in our black-clothed guard station, even cats and dogs can come and make noise?"

"Sixth gear, a warrior broke in..."

One of his subordinates was covered in blood and broke into the door. Just after he finished speaking, he suddenly fell down.

Only then did the sixth gear startle.

The Black Clothes Guard's residence is the Dragon's Pool and Tiger's Den, which is even more terrifying than the Lei's mansion.

Not to mention one Tianshu grandmaster, even if several great grandmasters join forces, they may not be able to kill the core!

But at this time, the shouts of killing outside became louder and louder?

The sixth gear went out with his face sinking like water.

Immediately, his eyes widened in horror.

Under the moonlight, a pitch-black devil tiger more than ten meters high was raging!

It is as huge as a mountain, and the hair on the surface of its body is entwined with strands of black air!

White bone spurs grew out from everywhere, like a piece of bone armor!

"shooting!"

A group of Musketeers raised their guns to aim at the Devil Tiger and fired.

bang bang!

A row of lead bullets hit the semi-illusory Demon Tiger, but it didn't have the slightest effect.

Even the devil tiger roared, and invisible waves rushed away.

That group of Musketeers suddenly fell to the ground as if they had been cut wheat!

Not only fell to the ground, but also illusory souls, as if attracted by an inexplicable force, flew out of the corpse, surrounded the pitch-black devil tiger, and turned into smoke.

"Being a minion for a tiger!"

For some reason, a word automatically appeared in the head of the sixth gear.

This word is used on this devil tiger, it is extraordinarily appropriate!

He didn't know why he thought of this description, and even its writing and meaning directly emerged in his heart...

It was as if in the void, somewhere in the dark, someone actively stuffed information into his mind.

In other words, the devil tiger itself represents knowledge!

"No, it's not right!"

Watching the devil tiger's claws fall, killing dozens of people, and a severed limb fell in front of him, the head of the sixth stage suddenly shuddered coldly, and suddenly came back to his senses.

"This is completely beyond the scope of martial arts. It's a strange art! But... why are there strange people who can resist the court? Or... His Majesty the Emperor wants to kill me?"

Because he believed too much in Xuan Ting's control, the sixth gear didn't even think about other aspects, thinking that the emperor wanted to kill him.

But the next moment, he abandoned this ridiculous idea.

If Emperor Xuan wants to kill him, all he needs to do is issue an imperial decree, why bother to abolish the black-clothed guards?

boom!

An iron gate was lifted off, deformed in mid-air, like plasticine in the hands of a child, and then fell heavily on the ground.

Mohu finally came to the front of the sixth gear.

But at this time, the head of the sixth gear realized that it was not a monster, but a person!

Wisps of black air emanated from the pores of the opponent's limbs, gathered under the sky, and condensed into such an aura!

Even, it gives people a sense of blood rushing to the sky!

"Different art, you are a foreigner, why did you come to kill our family?"

The sixth gear screamed loudly.

Although a foreigner cannot disobey the fate of Daxuan's direct lineage, maybe he himself did not know when to form an enmity with the foreigner, and the other party came to retaliate completely out of personal grievances?

If this is the case, you can bypass the imperial court's restrictions!

After all, it is impossible for Emperor Xuan to specifically order that other people cannot harm him!

"You bastard, I am martial arts, martial arts!"

Aaron, who was wearing a mask, cursed, and the tiger's claws slammed down.

Roar!

Accompanied by his movements, the aura of the Demon Tiger in mid-air also pressed down with its claws, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top!

Not only that, on top of the tiger claws, there are many translucent souls howling, roaring, cursing... It can be vaguely seen that they are all the original black-clothed guards!

This claw has completely surpassed the scope of martial arts, and the eyes of the sixth-rank leader are full of despair!

He is just an ordinary martial arts master. Although he has cultivated to the level of Tianshu, he is still a mortal!

"Children's work!"

Facing this tiger claw, he pushed the martial arts he had practiced since he was a child to the limit, his hair exploded, the roots bulged, like a hedgehog, and he put his hands on his hands!

As a Tianshu warrior, the internal strength of the sixth gear has reached its peak, and the surrounding air is flowing, forming a faint sky shield, which cannot be pierced even by flying arrows!

But the next moment.

boom!

The tiger claws fell, splashing dust all over the place.

When the dust settled, a huge crater appeared on the ground, only a little bit of blood overflowed...

"Looking at your powerful posture, you thought you could block two or three moves from me, you weakling!"

Aaron commented, glanced at the remnants of the black-clothed guards who had collapsed and fled for their lives, turned around and walked away.

...

early morning.

Yang Kui dragged his tired body back to the Black Yiwei station.

Last night he was busy all night and didn't sleep, his spirit was a little sluggish.

When he came to the main entrance, he blinked suddenly.

What about a big door?

Where did I, the boss in black, go all the way?

He had a bad premonition in his heart, and hurried into it, and found corpses lying everywhere on the ground, some even covered with white cloth.

"What... what happened?"

The young man Yang Kui was terrified and managed to find a superior to ask.

"Yang Kui? Newcomer?"

The boss barely recognized him, and nodded: "Last night, a murderer forced his way into the garrison and killed the head of the sixth rank... Our place is in chaos, and we even forgot to inform you to come back..."

After all, he was just a rookie who had just come out of the training camp, and his establishment had not yet been transferred, so he was not regarded as one of his own.

Once a big event happens, it is immediately forgotten...

"The murderer, how many people?" Yang Kui narrowed his eyes.

"Only one, it may be a stranger!"

The boss lowered his voice: "So do you understand? This may be a personal grievance of the sixth gear head, let's ignore it, lest the gods fight and harm the fish in the pond!"

Yang Kui stood there dumbly, looking at the corpses being carried out on stretchers one by one: "So many people died, so we don't care?"

"What else can we do? Remember...you are just a newcomer."

The boss's expression also became grim: "The matter of the foreigner has now been handed over to King Pingyang. If you want to take care of it, go to King Pingyang!"