The whole family is full of villain cannon fodder, and little junior sister Koi takes the lead.

Zhuang Ping felt angry and distressed after listening to his son's words.

"Fellow Taoists, the child has been ill and has not recovered yet. They are talking nonsense."

"Are you talking nonsense? We'll know as soon as we bring those monks out." Wen Lingyu pointed behind him and motioned for the second and fourth senior brothers to go in and help.

"I'll go down and help senior brother!" Xiao Chisheng was the first to rush into the secret room.

Xing Zhang followed closely behind.

"I'm going to help too!"

Zhuang Ping saw that they refused to turn the big thing into a trivial matter. He made up his mind and took out a magic weapon from the storage ring while everyone was distracted, and attacked Wen Lingyu and Zhang Qiang. come over.

The two of them felt that their eyes were blurred, and the person in their hands had returned to Zhuang Ping.

The movement was so fast that no one could react.

"Dad, kill them quickly!" Zhuang Shaozong, who was free, had not forgotten Wen Lingyu slapped him twice, and stared at him fiercely.

Seeing Zhuang Shaozong being rescued, Uncle Zhuang instantly moved in front of the two of them, assuming a protective posture.

His original sword had been taken away by Wen Lingyu and the others, so now he could only use the black iron sword in Jie Zi's bag.

"The Lord of Zhijin City protected Shaozong Zhuang and killed monks and ordinary people for no reason. He has brought shame on the world of cultivation and will definitely be severely punished. If you don't want to be implicated, it's still too late to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side."

Seeing that the surrounding soldiers were obviously moving towards Zhuang Ping and wanted to protect them, Wen Lingyu gave a kind reminder.

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers holding weapons hesitated.

The steps under his feet also stopped.

Afraid that they wouldn't believe it, Wen Lingyu pointed behind him and said, "Everyone has been locked up in a secret room by this black-hearted young city lord. My senior brother and the others have already gone down, and you will see them later."

"You are loyal to a city lord who brutally kills the people of Zhijin City at will. Aren't you afraid that one day it will be your turn to be imprisoned?"

Some of the soldiers below lowered their heads with guilt. In fact, they had always known that the young city lord had a bad temper and would often take out his anger on others.

As long as he is in a bad mood, sometimes if others look at him even more, they will be angered and scolded.

But thinking that the city lord was pretty good to them, everyone just turned a blind eye and endured it.

Zhuang Ping panicked when he saw that his soldiers were all turning against Wen Lingyu and the others, but his son Zhuang Shaozong kept urging them.

"Dad, let people kill them. Don't let anyone go."

"That little girl just hit me, my face was swollen!"

"Why don't you take action? Don't you love your son? Have you forgotten that mother told you to love me well?"

Zhuang Shaozong was angry, what happened to his father today?
With just a few people like this, what's there to be afraid of? Even if they are powerful, thousands of soldiers from the city lord's palace can't defeat them?

Zhuang Ping actually thought the same thing. Since the matter had been exposed, he would just stop doing nothing and catch Wen Lingyu and the others in one go, and then put the blame on the demons.

Anyway, Zhijin City is close to the demons, so it is normal for a few young monks to accidentally offend the demons.

However, at the moment, the soldiers who usually followed his lead were obviously hesitant.

Looking at his son, whom he had loved so much since childhood, he decided to run away first.

"He wants to escape!" Gui Shuangyin kept staring at Zhuang Ping and his son. When he saw his movements, he knew that they wanted to escape and immediately spoke out.

Zhang Qiang immediately took out the talisman and wanted to stop him.

"Pfft--" Zhuang Shaozong, who had always been arrogant, suddenly vomited blood and was about to fall to the ground, but was hugged by Zhuang Ping. "Shaozong!" he shouted anxiously.

"What's going on? Are you injured somewhere?" Zhuang Ping looked at Wen Lingyu with fierce eyes.

It must be these people who hurt his son!

Wen Lingyu was also shocked. From the time she saw Zhuang Shaozong until now, she had done nothing to him except threatening him and slapping him twice.

She looked at her palms doubtfully. Was she already so strong now?

Did you give the city lord's stupid son internal injuries?

Gui Shuangyin and Zhang Qiang also looked at her.

"I didn't do anything." She shrugged innocently.

Zhuang Ping didn't believe what he said. They must have done something to make Shaozong vomit blood.

"Dad, help me!" Zhuang Shaozong didn't know what was going on. He suddenly felt weak all over and his internal organs were in heartbreaking pain, as if he was about to die.

"Son, don't worry. Dad will definitely cure you. I'll take you to find fellow Taoist Zuo." Zhuang Ping saw his son vomiting blood and his mind went blank. He didn't want to care about anything anymore and just wanted to cure his son quickly.

He hugged Zhuang Shaozong and was about to leave.

"Uncle Zhuang, clear the way for me and Shaozong." He ordered.

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Zhuang immediately drew his sword and pointed forward. He walked in front and wanted to kill out.

Gui Shuangyin stood in front of him.

Different from the Black Iron Sword in Uncle Zhuang's hand, what he is holding is the Sword Control Sect's Zongzong Sword - the Yuling Sword. It is made of various materials such as the essence of heaven and earth and Wuji Stone. It not only has attack power Extremely strong and has strong defensive capabilities.

With a single wave of his hand, he cut off the sword in Uncle Zhuang's hand.

In line with the steps of the Sword Master, a burst of sword light shot out, and Uncle Zhuang was injured and fell to his knees.

This double seal is so powerful!
Wen Lingyu and Zhang Qiang were stunned as they watched. Is this the strength of the second sword sect in the world?
The sword energy alone was so shocking that she could hardly move.

While she felt admired in her heart, there was also a layer of worry hanging over her.

The second sword sect in the world is so powerful. Is the ancient immortal sect, the number one sword sect in the world, even more powerful? It seems that it is not difficult for her to kill Ye Wenxiu.

"Uncle Zhuang!" Zhuang Ping shouted.

Even Uncle Zhuang was defeated, what should he do? What should he do?
Shaozong has already vomited blood. Even if they escape, they will not be able to find a doctor for a while and their lives will be in danger. What should he do?
By the way, he can go to the devil world.

The Demon Realm is close to Zhijin City, and there is only a barrier between them. As long as they go to the Demon Realm, not only the world of cultivation cannot do anything to them, but there must also be medical practitioners there who can cure his son.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Ping decided to just quit and defect directly. At worst, he would not become the lord of Zhijin City.

Relying on the magic weapons in his hands, he can live well even if he goes to the devil world with his son.

If the time comes to reveal some things about the world of cultivation, the Demon Lord will be able to prosper as soon as he is happy.

After making up his mind, Zhuang Ping quietly took out a teleportation scroll from the storage ring, but before he could open it, a long sword passed through it and was firmly nailed to the wall behind him.

A sharp voice came from outside the door, "Where do you want to escape to?"

Wen Lingyu, Zhang Qiang and the others looked sideways.