Chapter 3327: out of control

Ye Hong had no interest in the mission of the young priest.

But when the young priest said this, Yehong felt a strange wave of fluctuations from the young priest.

He looked over subconsciously, but found that in the audience surrounding the young priests, many people's eyes began to lose focus, as if they suddenly became walking corpses.

Ye Hong's eyes suddenly became cold.

Obviously, this young priest used a certain bewitching technique to control the consciousness of the people around him.

Because of Huan Xin Wan, Ye Hong was extremely disgusted with this method, and extremely disgusted.

Several people around, including Wenrou, Longyan, Xing Seventeen, etc., also frowned.

"You have found it too."

Ye Hong looked at the young priest and smiled coldly.

Originally, this matter was not his business, but who told this young priest to use such tricks in front of him, that would make him "nosy".

But before Yehong took the shot, a shadow flashed across his eyes.

Feng Jialou was the first to walk towards the young priest.

At this time, Fengjialou had no usual cynicism.

On a handsome face, it seemed to be frozen.

Ye Hong actually felt murderous aura from Feng Jialou!

My heart moved suddenly.

Could this young priest be Feng Jialou's enemy?

In sight, Feng Jialou took a murderous step and squeezed into the crowd abruptly.

As he moved forward, the invisible breath spread from his body, just covering the group of bewitched people.

I saw all the people whose eyes were confused, and they all returned to focus.

Seeing this, the young priest knew that someone had come to smash the place, and immediately looked at Feng Jialou with a gloomy face.

"This brother, I don't seem to offend you, right?"

Feng Jialou said nothing, but his body moved suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, he crossed the short distance between the two.

He stretched out his hand to grab the priest's robe and lifted him up in the air.

"you......!"

The young priest didn't expect Feng Jialou to start suddenly, and was caught off guard, staring at Feng Jialou in anger.

But when he was about to speak, Feng Jialou threw him to the ground again, and forced his words back into his stomach.

Feng Jialou's icy eyes looked at the priest who fell to the ground, and his voice was as cold as the twelfth lunar month. He said word by word: "Now, get out, this city!"

A group of people around, also gradually reacted at this moment.

When they saw Feng Jialou's atrocities against the young priests, they were immediately furious.

"Where did you madman come out?"

"Why treat the priest so rudely?!"

"Let go of him!"

All around, it was all scolding Feng Jialou.

Feng Jialou turned his head and glanced around.

The icy suffocation in the eyes made everyone retreat in horror.

"A bunch of idiots."

Feng Jialou cursed sarcastically, then turned his head to look at the young priest on the ground, and faintly repeated what he said earlier: "Get out of this city now!"

The young priest grumbled, gritted his teeth and said, "It is like killing a parent!

I don't care who you are, I advise you not to go too far!

otherwise......"

"Otherwise?" Feng Jialou's eyes were colder than before, looking at the young priest as if looking at a corpse.

In the distance, Ye Hong looked at this scene with doubts.

Feng Jialou at this time made him feel strange.

It seems that there is a certain emotion that has been suppressed, which broke out vividly in Feng Jialou at this moment, and even changed his character.

"Too much bullying!"

The young priest suddenly stretched out his hand, his hand condensed the radiance of flame magic, and he patted Feng Jialou's leg with a palm.

But Feng Jialou just raised his leg, and the blow passed.

Then he lowered his leg from the air, just stepping on the hand of the young priest.

At this moment, a miserable howl like a pig slaughter, shouted from the mouth of the young priest.

"Brothers, save me—"

The sharp cry for help spread around the square.

Amidst the sound of chaotic footsteps, a dozen or so priests who also wore red flame priest robes immediately rushed in.

After seeing the terrible situation of the priests on the ground, they all showed angry expressions, and they couldn't help but say that they attacked Fengjialou!

A dozen flame magic arts, flying in the air together.

At the moment, a cold light flashed in Feng Jialou's eyes.

In an instant, two long swords appeared in his hands.

One green and one red are his [Blue Luan] and [Red Sparrow] long swords.

It is also two of his three long swords.

Feng Jialou, holding two swords, slashed towards the left and right.

The two half-moon-shaped sword auras also flew towards the priests in two directions.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sword vibrated, cutting two deep cracks on the solid ground of the square.

Carrying violent energy, sweeping the sides of things!

"what--"

"Help!"

Amidst the screams of chaos, a dozen priests who came to support all fell to the ground.

When the young priest on the ground saw this, his face was pale in fright.

Tremblingly said: "Well, this hero, please be merciful and tell me, how did I offend you before?"

At the end, she was so scared that she was crying.

"You haven't offended me." Feng Jialou retracted his swords and said coldly: "I just can't stand your behavior of bewitching ordinary people."

The young priest suddenly scolded his mother.

No matter what he wanted to break his head, he never thought that he would provoke such a fierce star for this reason.

Just when he was full of aggrieved heart, he discovered that some of the people who had been bewitched by him before were coming here with a team of people.

The team of men and horses were dressed in retro armor, with knight's lances in their hands, and the same heavily armed horses riding under the hips, with the brilliant blessings of Taoism and magic.

But it is the [Shen'an Team] in Shendu who is responsible for maintaining public order!

The young priest's eyes suddenly brightened, and he shouted: "Brothers of the Shen'an team, there is a foreign mob here who is attacking me. Get him up!"

The people of the Shen'an team rushed over and surrounded Fengjialou.

The leading knight lifted off his armor mask and pointed his spear at Feng Jialou with a ferocious look: "You were the one who committed the crime in the capital of God?"

Feng Jialou glanced at them, frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "I'm just removing the malignant tumor for your gods."

"Don't listen to his nonsense, he is deliberately making trouble to prevent us from spreading the faith of Lord Vulcan.

Such vicious thugs cannot be forgiven! "

The young priest on the ground looked at Feng Jialou grimly, and kept adding oil and jealousy.

"Noisy." Feng Jialou didn't even look at him, raised his foot, and slammed his head under his feet, making him unable to open his mouth even if he wanted to speak.

"Presumptuous, dare to attack our Shen'an team!

Come, catch this mob! "

The Cavaliers shouted loudly.