Zhang Linchuan suddenly took action and attacked and killed Wei Quji.

Lu Yan was not surprised at all, but Jie Jie smiled strangely: "Good boy."

The eyes of the underworld turned, and the palms of the hands formed a large formation.

But Fang Zehou and others who witnessed this scene were deeply shocked.

Not only was he shocked by Zhang Linchuan's actions, but he was even more shocked by his strength.

At this moment, he stood quietly in the air with a leisurely breath. How could he be just at the level of Heavenly Realm?

It was clear that the gate of heaven and earth had been pushed open long ago, the pulse of the Tao soared, and even... the inner palace was opened.

If he were not a strong person in the Neifu Realm, even if it was a sneak attack, even if Wei Quji was seriously injured, he would not be killed with one blow.

all fake.

He was defeated in the Three-City Debate. He waited for a year to wait for next year's Three-City Debate and went straight to the National Academy of Education...

all fake.

He simply wanted to stay in Maplewood City and prepare for today.

He is simply a member of the White Bone Path!

Fang Heling finally understood why Zhang Linchuan asked where Dong A was before and didn't care about anything else.

Because at the moment when his identity is revealed, attacking and killing Dong Ah is the best choice.

Either Dong A or Wei Quji.

"Let's go!" Fang Zehou hurriedly took two steps, grabbed Fang Heling and said, "Quickly go!"

"No, Dad." Fang Heling broke away again and laughed: "I made the right bet! My chance has come!"

He strode forward and greeted: "Brother Zhang Shi! It turns out that you have also joined the Bone Path! Is there any little brother who can help?"

Zhang Linchuan did not look at Wei Quji's body, let alone Fang Heling. Instead, he looked up at Lu Yan and said calmly: "Elder, please work with peace of mind."

As he spoke, he took out a mask and gently pressed it on his face.

That mask was actually made of bones.

And he suddenly turned his head!

In the direction of the south gate, stood a monk holding a long sword upside down.

His black hair is dyed like ink, and his long sword looks like it is made of snow.

It is Wei Yan.

Judging from the time, he should have happened to see the scene where Wei Quji was attacked and killed.

The expression is very strange.

There seems to be no anger.

It seems that there is only anger.

Wei Yan has never been a talkative person.

So his steps started to move and he started to rush forward.

In the direction of the city lord's palace, in the direction of Zhang Linchuan, launch a charge!

…

"The Bone Messenger!" Seeing Zhang Linchuan put on the Bone Mask with her own eyes, Fang Heling became excited: "So you are the Bone Messenger! It turns out you are the cult that you brought me into, Brother Zhang Shi!"

Even before he came into contact with the White Bones Way, he had maintained a good personal relationship with Zhang Linchuan. Now that he knew that he was the White Bones Messenger, he felt even closer to him.

Fang Zehou stopped in front of him and shouted in a low voice: "Stop talking! It's too dangerous here. Let's follow your Uncle Li and leave quickly."

"What's the danger? The White Bone Road is in charge here now!" Fang Heling felt impatient for his father's timidity, but he was his father after all. He shouted to Zhang Linchuan again: "Brother Zhang Shi, my father is here, and there is so much chaos in the city now.

, I'm afraid that a fellow church member might accidentally hurt him. Can you think of a way? Can you help me?"

"Do you have any identification..."

His voice stopped suddenly.

All he saw was a ball of lightning exploding on Fang Zehou.

But Fang Zehou only had time to take a step back, and right in front of his son's eyes, he twitched and scorched, making no sound anymore.

No one knows how an ordinary person without any spiritual practice can move in such a powerful thunder method.

No one knows what supported him and made him stay away from his son in the moments before death.

Most of the extraordinary cultivators below the Tongtian realm will be instantly killed by this lightning strike.

I couldn't even blink my eyes, it was too late.

Fang Zehou struggled to get one step closer.

This is just an ordinary mortal.

A very ordinary father.

And he died.

"Ridiculous."

Zhang Linchuan shook off Qing Yan's hand, turned around, and pounced on Wei Yan, who was holding a knife!

There were no pre-war words, and there was no confrontation or stalemate.

The moment the two sides approached, a fierce battle broke out.

…

Fang Heling opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout something, but no sound came out.

Zhang Linchuan did help him solve his father's safety problem, but in a way that he was absolutely unwilling to accept.

His father was killed casually in front of him, more casually than killing a chicken. But because of the roaring thunder on the body, he didn't even dare to reach out and touch it.

He couldn't figure out why.

He is also a member of the White Bone Taoism? He has done many things for the White Bone Taoism!

Could it be that the White Bone Path caused a disaster of this magnitude today and launched such a powerful and thorough operation without the full help of the Fang family to cover it?

How many times did he go to the Criminal Investigation Department for interrogation? How much risk did he take? How much did he sacrifice?

Doesn't anyone care?

Why.

Why?

"Walk!"

Li Gongfeng grabbed Fang Heling, turned around and ran out of the city.

He was angry in his heart, but he suppressed it firmly.

In any case, Fang Zehou was kind to him. If he couldn't save Fang Zehou, he should at least save his son.

Even this kid is so stupid!

Fang Zehou could see it at a glance, but Fang Heling couldn't understand it at all. From beginning to end, he was completely out of Zhang Linchuan's eyes.

His expressions of loyalty, determination, and merit yielded nothing but annoyance.

Maybe until today, until this very moment.

He finally recognized himself clearly, but it was too late.

…

Zhang Linchuan and Wei Yan touched each other like lightning and flint.

Divide at the first touch.

Wei Yan vomited blood and retreated, while Zhang Linchuan was wrapped in lightning and looked like a god.

Zhang Linchuan's expression could not be seen under the white bone mask, but his voice was cold: "How dare you draw a knife on me. It seems that I have really misunderstood you for too long. Do you really think Boss Zhu, you are the second child?"

Maplewood City Taoist Academy's Taoist Ranking list has always been Zhu Weiwo, Wei Yan, and Zhang Linchuan.

Even if these top three have squandered a large amount of Dao Xun, the monks after them will consciously control the number of Dao Xun and lower their rankings accordingly. This is respect for the strong.

But no one would have thought that the real strongest person was Zhang Linchuan.

Not only was he stronger than all the students at Maplewood City Taoist Academy, he was also so much stronger that it was a world of difference.

He is so strong, but it seems to have no influence on Wei Yan.

Kuai Xue wants to drink blood, no matter how strong the opponent is.

Wei Yan did not wipe away the blood stains, but trampled on the bricks, raised the knife and applied it again.

The snow is like a flash of startling rainbow on the horizon, starting from Wei Yan and falling to Zhang Linchuan.
To be continued...