Looking at the seven men and seven horses thirty feet away, Chu Fan had a headache.

It's almost the same as Shi Meng's guess.

In front of everyone, and in the public case handling process by the government, he really couldn't do anything to Zhang Biao and his group.

However, Chu Dashang was not worried about the ending.

He also has a killer weapon.

As a local snake in Yangwu County who is both an official and a bandit, Zhang Biao rarely suffers a loss. He must have been unforgettable for the "monster" that swept through gold and silver that night and beat him up like a chicken. With just a little reminder, this guy promises to bow his head. After all, the world is great, not as good as life.

But with so many eyes staring, how can I quietly remind you?

Chu Dashen’s cultivation has hit a bottleneck, and his physical fitness has not improved significantly recently. He is extremely bored and has figured out a useless magical power.

Masters of the Copper Body Realm can release internal energy outside, and on this basis, various methods are derived, and the transmission of sounds and secrets is one of them.

Chu Fan's body is so strong that it transcends the ordinary copper body realm. Unfortunately, the dantian is broken and cannot store true energy, so there is no energy to release.

The cripple can run away if they are anxious, while the mute can't... uh, still can't speak.

If Chu Shenpu was anxious, he would release a wisp of spiritual energy to convert it into true qi, which could instantly fill the meridians.

The transmission of sounds very magical. It is nothing more than using the external true energy to change the sound waves, and even condense the waves into beams for specific people to hear them. This is a small method.

But spiritual energy is so precious that he really can't bear to waste it, so he might as well throw away the notes to Zhang Biao.

So why are you hesitating? Just write it!

Haha, Yan Yi’s groceries are full of strange and bizarre items. From needles and threads to incense burners, there is no pen, ink, paper and ink.

On this side, the big god Chu racked his brains, while on the other side, the constables thought the gray-robed scholar was afraid and did not dare to move forward. However, they didn't know that the other party treated them like seven fish on the chopping board, and was brewing terrible ideas in their minds. Is it better to steam or brais? How to do it so that they can be authentic and save firewood and oil.

Zhang Biao also had a headache.

Chu Baimao suddenly rose and had a reputation. He had heard of it for a long time. This time he came here, he deliberately killed the mighty man. He was arrested in prison without asking any questions, and then curled the charges, and followed the clues to bring down Shi Meng.

Therefore, Captain Zhang ordered the team to stop and wait for the carriage to come to the door to beg his father to pay homage to his grandmother.

A little white man, did he even take the lead and six constables to greet him in person? After the news came out, people would really think he was so powerful.

Deliberately not to surround me, leaving room for nothing.

If he ran away in fear, he would just chase him, and he would have a crack.

But I never expected that the other party would not move forward or retreat, and simply would not leave.

It would be easier if Zhang Biao stopped at the beginning and rushed up to surround the carriage.

The problem is that he has stopped. If he sees Chu Fan moving forward again, he will be as if he is betrayed the other party. As the captain, he is ashamed to be a white soldier, and his face is really nowhere to be put. He will gain the ambition of others and destroy his own majesty.

Some of his subordinates saw that the situation was subtle and volunteered: "Brother Biao, do you want me to drive them over?"

Hum, wait a little longer.

Zhang Biao waved his hand and looked up at the sky, feeling very strange. After about three incense sticks, it was completely dark and the city gate was closed. Are they not going back?

There was a rumbling sound, like thunder in the distance.

Is it going to rain?

Everyone looked up at the sky, but did not notice any abnormalities.

The rumbling sound became louder and louder, and it was suddenly coming from the direction of the county town. It became clearer and clearer, as if a cavalry was charging.

Someone pulled his horse and walked back a few steps, screaming badly.

It's not the cavalry charge!

Dust is flying.

A yellow horse was the first to rush out at the bend of the road.

The horse was about to have a leopard eyes and beard, and a soapy coat, leather and waist-hung knife, which was exactly Shi Meng.

Then there were two cavalry, then three cavalry, four cavalry, and then three cavalry, two cavalry, and one cavalry, forming a wedge-shaped charge array.

The North District constable and the captain were only twenty. Four of them were on duty in the county government, and the remaining 16 were all arrived.

What's even more terrible is that these constables did not seem to see the seven pedestrians lined up on the road ahead, but instead whipped the horses desperately, getting faster and faster...

That momentum, the god blocks the gods and the Buddha blocks the Buddhas!

The abyss jumped down.

Move forward!

Be good, such a rapid wedge array hits the thin one-character array, and it can be penetrated without just passing through it!

Seeing that the other party had been forced into within fifty feet and still not slowing down, Zhang Biao urgently ordered his subordinates to scatter, but he turned his horse's head and pressed the handle of the knife, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He expected that the other party was aggressive, but he did not dare to go forward and collided. The fight between the white war was common, and the constable would be severely punished, and even treated as rebellious. Shi Meng was so stupid that he was panicked to save Chu Fan, but he created a bigger handle. It would be better that he should do it first, if he didn't move, he would force him to move.

Shi Meng rode his horse, loosened the reins when the two horses were in the stirrup, pinched their hands into tiger claws, and leaned over to grab them.

Zhang Biao had expected this to happen, so he drew his sword.

He snorted coldly in his heart, you want to subdue me, but you dare not draw your sword to fight, and you deserve it if your arm is cut off.

Both sides were blood-licking captains, and they fought countless gangsters and thieves in the world, without any nonsense. The movements of drawing the sword and leaning on the body were as fast as lightning, and they performed at the same time.

The North District constable "Xi Yuyu" pulled his horse, while the South District constable took his breath and watched.

As the strongest martial arts masters in Yangwu County, these two people have never had a head-on confrontation. Today, it seems that they will be divided into different levels. They have the same level as each other, so they are afraid they will have to fight 300 rounds.

Lightning fire...

The steel knife was barely unsheathed halfway, and was slapped on the handle of the knife and hit it back into the sheath by one hand. Another huge fist hit Zhang Biao's chest, and the force penetrated, shaking the true energy away.

Then the fist spread into a palm, and his five fingers bent into his chest, and his hands slapped the handle of the knife and grabbed the belt around his waist. He competed with both arms and pulled the whole person horizontally.

What's going on in this situation?

Yu Shuangma was dazzled in the gap between the stirrups, and Shi Meng actually grabbed Zhang Biao like an eagle and caught a chicken, putting it horizontally in front of the saddle.

How is this possible?

Everyone always thought that Shi Meng was a little worse than Zhang Biao, otherwise how could he swallow his anger in the past ten years? But they didn't expect the ending to turn so sharply.

The North District constables called "the boss was mighty", and two or three people forced a South District constable.

The latter was in a daze and did not resist. He watched Shi Meng capture Zhang Biao and run more than twenty feet away, and then rushed to the gray-robed scholar and swung the person to the ground.

Zhang Biao rolled on the ground and removed the momentum, then quickly got up, looking at Shi Meng and asked, "You, are you at the third peak?"

The Danzhong point is the Zhongdantian, which is where the energy is gathered. After being hit hard by a punch, the breath is dissipated, the body is stiff, and the hands and feet are spasmed.

Zhang Biao's body was strong, and Shi Meng did not use all his strength, so he could move when the horse was pounded.

But his true energy was not smooth. As soon as he approached the Danzhong point, he was defeated by a small condensing and powerful aura. His body was always weak. I knew it was Shi Meng who was doing it.
Chapter completed!