Asura War Supreme

Zhao Qingxiu is leading Lin Jingyu and others into the prefecture. Within the prefecture. In the study of a house somewhere. This study is elegant and full of the atmosphere of a scholar. At this time, a middle-aged man was sitting in front of the desk. The man wore a velvet robe and had a noble temperament. He is no one else. He is the Sheriff of Qingzhou County, Zhao Yang! Not far from Zhaoyang, he was an old man in a black robe. The old man knelt on his knees, clasped his hands and said respectfully, "my Lord, I'm guilty! This time, I failed to wipe out the gang of bandits in Baihu mountain. On the contrary, I made the gang angry. On the contrary, I launched a revenge massacre against the surrounding villages and villagers... "Zhao Yang put down his pen and ink and looked up at the old man kneeling nearby." how many people died? " The black robed old man wiped the sweat on his head and said, "about 20000 people..." with a click! At this time, the table suddenly appeared a terrible crack! At this time, Zhao Yang lost his hands behind him. His eyes narrowed. He was not angry and said, "20000?" He took a look at the old man not far away who was very stiff, "hum! You have the face to come back to see me alive after so many people have died This time, the old man's face immediately turned white, even busy way, "please give me another chance, next time I will..." whew! The old man didn't react, only saw a flying ink burst out! The next moment, I saw that the whole body of the black robed old man was completely stiff! Then, he lay on the ground like a zombie. Dead! Between his throat, was a few centimeters long brush through. The blood flowed down the brush. After shaking his head, Zhao Yang picked up a scarlet brush from the desk. I don't know what I'm writing on a piece of rice paper in front of him. At this time, another old man appeared in the study. The old man was dressed in a blue robe. When he first appeared, he took a look at the dead old man in black robe on the ground, and immediately frowned, "my Lord, is it that group of mountain bandits are doing evil again?" The appearance of the old man in qingpao didn't seem to disturb Zhao Yang's elegance. The pen in Zhao Yang's hand did not stop. Writing on rice paper is like a snake. I don't know what he wrote on rice paper. The old man in green is obviously much higher than the old man in black just now. Dare to talk to Zhao Yang face to face. However, Zhao Yang did not reply to this question. In the hand Zhu Bi still does not stop. The old man in Qingyi immediately said, "my Lord, although the bandits in Baihu mountain are just a group of mobs, it's not the way to go on in the long run. The existence of these people is bound to pose a great challenge to the public security in Qingzhou County..." at this time, Zhao Yang looked up at the old man in Qingyi, "I don't know that the bandits are full of evil, Killing people like hemp, I have long had the heart to get rid of them, just... "Said here, Zhao Yang stopped. The vermilion pen in his hand also stopped for a moment. The old man in Qingyi said, "my Lord, you are worried about the forces behind these bandits..." Baihu mountain is a mountain in the southwest of Qingzhou County hundreds of miles away. This mountain is sparsely populated, but there is a group of bandits gathering here. Every once in a while, these bandits often go down the mountain to commit crimes. Around countless people and villagers are full of their suffering, dissatisfied with it“ These bandits are only a few hundred people, but their cultivation is extremely terrible. I heard that their leader's cultivation has reached the six peaks of shenlunjing... If I want to wipe them out, I won't do it myself... "Zhao Yang sighed. When he said this, he didn't seem to be very relaxed——————