I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Early the next morning, Wang Zijia, with Xiang Feifei watching, took out the paper kite and flew towards the outside of the clan.

This paper kite was handed out a few days ago. It is considered as a "car matching" for his work. It is brand new!

If traveling at full speed, the speed can reach more than 100 or 200 yards per hour. Although it is still considered flying for flying, it is no longer considered slow for Wang Zijia's current cultivation level.

In the mission information, the place marked is not too far away, just around Wanyuzong and the area where the peripheral families are located. Strictly speaking, they are all still within the sect.

However, because Wanyu Sect is too large, the overall distance is not very short.

Early in the morning, Wang Zijia rode Zhiyuan at full speed, even stopping once on the way. It was almost noon when he completely left the scope of the Wanyu Sect's Dao lineage and entered the realm of the peripheral families.

After another pause, Wang Zijia took out the detailed rune map around the sect that Xiang Feifei had prepared for him. During the fluctuation of mana, the aura on the map flickered, and each mark began to appear on the map.

"It's almost here, it should be there in half an hour!"

In the middle of his words, the prince confirmed the direction, turned over his hand and put away the map, jumped on the kite again, and flew towards the destination.

"bump······"

"Who are you, do you know what it means to rob Wanyu Sect disciples..."

When there were still more than ten minutes of flight away from the destination, Wang Zijia suddenly paused and sensed some weak battle fluctuations.

After probing for a moment with a frown, he found the source of the fluctuation in a forest below.

I saw five people covered in black gray mist, besieging a middle-aged man in his forties.

The middle-aged man no longer looks young, but his cultivation level is no more than that of a junior boy, and his Taoism is only about ten years old. It was obvious that this was a monk with extremely low talent and a left-behind family member.

What caught Wang Zijia's attention was that the other party was not only wearing a somewhat old sect uniform, but also wearing the monk's mark of the Zhang family.

Because of the relationship between the Xiang family and the Zhang family, Wang Zijia stopped the kite and carefully looked at the five gray fog-shrouded people who besieged him for a moment.

Because of the strange concealment method, the five people couldn't see clearly, but because of the battle, their cultivation level was pretty sure.

The two main attackers were junior boys, and the remaining three who were the reinforcements were not monks, but innate warriors. But they all have the appearance of three to four hundred years of skill, and they can barely be considered as combat prowess.

None of the five seemed to know any magic. Fighting relied on martial arts and a few talismans. They were poor at picking their feet and had standard low-level casual cultivator configurations. It was also because of this that even when the five of them besieged the Zhang family monk who was clearly very stretched, they failed to achieve success quickly.

It seems that the fighting time is not short.

In the eyes of today's Wang Zijia, such a battle is not even considered a fight between rookies.

After figuring out the situation, Wang Zijia made a thought and drove the kite to land downwards.

"Senior Brother Wang, please give me a helping hand!" Wang Zijia was noticed as soon as he landed not far above the heads of several people. The Zhang family members who were besieged looked overjoyed, "How dare these people commit plunder in this area?" , the identity is not clear.”

"withdraw!"

Almost at the same time, the besiegers also discovered Wang Zijia on the paper kite, and the leader decisively ordered a retreat.

Those who can ride the kite alone are at least the outer disciples of Wanyu Sect.

No matter how rubbish the outer disciples are, it doesn't take much effort to clean them up. The two are not creatures of the same level at all.

Wang Zijia frowned slightly, and five khaki-colored spears appeared. As Wang Zijia gently waved his hand, the five spears turned into sharp swords and headed towards the retreating five people.

"Um!"

"snort!"

"Wave!"

Four muffled groans and the sound of flesh penetration sounded almost at the same time. Three innate warriors and a junior boy were all pierced through the chests with spears and nailed to the ground.

Only the junior boy in the lead actually had a jade pendant around his waist flash at the moment Wang Zijia's spear approached, and a shield appeared, blocking the fatal blow, and the jade pendant also shattered.

After he saw the situation clearly, his expression changed drastically, and he raised his hand to take a picture of a talisman. The figure that was originally shrouded in gray mist became ghostly and turned into a black stream of light, rushing into the forest and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

This level of garbage has been allowed to escape. Does he still want to face him?

Wang Zijia frowned, waved again, and a spear turned into a stream of light, followed by rushing into the forest.

"ah!"

After a scream, there was no other movement.

But then, Wang Zijia's brows did not relax, but instead frowned even more tightly. He looked at the other four people who were nailed to the ground while he deliberately avoided his heart.

At the moment when these four people screamed in the forest, the gray mist on their bodies fluctuated, and they all vomited blood and died.

Looking at this scene, Wang Zijia frowned and said to the Zhang family monk: "Who are these people? They don't look like they are just robbers."

"I don't know what to say to Senior Brother Wang." The middle-aged man bowed respectfully to Wang Zijia and replied.

"Do you know me?" The reason why Wang Zijia took action so decisively, apart from the fact that the other party was a sect servant, also had a lot to do with the call from Senior Brother Wang.

"In the next chapter, the monk who stayed behind in the Zhang family received news from his seventeenth sister, Zhang Yurou, and specially took over this garrison mission to assist Senior Brother Wang in completing his mission. Therefore, he naturally recognizes Senior Brother."

As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwen glanced at Wang Zijia and added: "Furthermore, Senior Brother Wang's reputation as the genius son-in-law of the Xiang family has long been spread among the families we have good relations with, and the family often greets him."

Wang Zijia was stunned. Is he famous for being a soft-boiled person? ? ?

Then he frowned again and said doubtfully: "Assist me to complete the garrison mission? If I read it correctly, this garrison seems to be a single-person mission, and it only lasts for twenty days."

"Yes! It is true that only one person is needed to carry out the garrison mission of the sect's mission system." Zhang Zhiwen looked at Wang Zijia and explained carefully: "But because this is a random crime, the scope of the impact is not small, but everyone The town is not too serious.”

"Therefore, it is impossible for the law enforcement team to build a purification formation in each team to deal with pollution, so it needs to be centralized. Therefore, in addition to your garrison duty, senior brother, there are several people responsible for transporting contaminated corpses."

"Because it's almost a matter of convenience, there is no need for the law enforcement team to issue tasks. We left-behind disciples can't do that. Who knew that just when I went out to transport the body, I met Jie Dao."

"So you don't know what these people do?" Wang Zijia came to the four corpses nailed to the ground and said while exploring.

"Yes." Zhang Zhiwen followed Wang Zijia, watched Wang Zijia inspect the body, and replied: "I thought it was a life-threatening crime at first, just a robbery. But after you revealed your methods, senior brother, how many people died? The situation is not like that of a pure cultivator."