That Aura is as thick as a mountain, carrying an aura of official power and murderousness that has been cultivated by being in high positions all year round.
Fang Mo's five fingers merged into a knife, hovering half an inch in front of Zhao Hu's throat skin.
Although the wisp of Platinum White and Geng Gold Qi have not actually come into contact, they have already shown a terrifying sharpness.
The skin of Zhao Hu's neck cracked silently, and the bright red blood lost the restraint of the skin, winding down the pale neck, soaking into the silver Flying Fish Robe's collar, and smearing a dazzling dark red among the finely embroidered cloud patterns.
Zhao Hu's originally arrogant face was now only stiff.
His eye sockets were stretched to the limit, but his pupils shrank violently due to extreme fear.
In his eyes, that hand was no longer flesh and blood, but a Torture Instrument protruding from Netherworld. With just a slight movement, his head would detach from his torso and roll away into dust.
"Fang Mo, you are so brave."
The footsteps were steady and rhythmic, each sound stepping on the beat of a person's heartbeat.
The figure of Lei Heng appeared at the intersection of shadow and light in the lobby.
He was not wearing an official uniform, but was wearing a loose Training Robe. He was playing with two Lion Head Walnutss as deep red as blood in his hands. The walnuts rubbed against his palms and made a tiny cracking sound, which was particularly harsh in this dead square.
This Punishment Department powerful figure seemed to be strolling leisurely, with no Gang Qi leaking out from his body, but the faint flowing red luster under his skin showed that the energy and blood in his body were already as ready as magma.
Organ Refining Realm big Perfection.
Five Viscera Six Bowels have all been tempered, and there is only one final step left to penetrate all the meridians in the body before you can step into the otherworldly Meridian Opening realm.
Fang Mo slowly retracted his palm. He did not look at the adjutant who had already walked on the verge of death. Instead, he rubbed the palm with fingertips that was not stained with blood with the utmost contempt on Zhao Hu's still shaking shoulders.
Then, he exerted force with one hand and pushed the strong man who was paralyzed by fear aside as if he was throwing away garbage.
"Courage is something that Commander Lei cultivates little by little through words and deeds."
Fang Mo crossed the high threshold that symbolized the majesty of the Punishment Department, and stepped into the lobby with the soles of his boots, making a dull echo.
The interior of the White Tiger Hall is not luxurious, and even seems a bit empty and cold.
On the north wall hangs a piece of "Hungry Tiger Descending Mountain Painting" that is about ten feet high. The brushwork is rough and wild, and the tiger's eyes are highlighted with Cinnabar, revealing a blood-soaked Sha Qi.
"People were sent to intercept and kill me last night, and today there was such a big formation at the door." Fang Mo looked around, and his eyes finally settled on Lei Heng's expressionless face, "Lord Lei are you trying to send me into Block C, Room Shen prison under that Heavenly Prison?"
Lei Heng did not answer the call. He walked to the main seat Rosewood Grand Chair with an indifferent expression, lifted up his clothes and sat down.
He was tall and tall, and when he sat down, the wide seat seemed a bit cramped.
"Young people, it is easy to break if you are too strong."
Lei Heng gently placed the two walnuts in his hands on the table. The walnuts touched the table and made a crisp knock, which caused a porcelain cup on the corner of the table to crack.
"Gu Yichuan is a fool, he will die if he dies. Liuxi Village's matter has been settled, and you are lucky. Now that you are sitting in this position, with that salary, you could have lived a very prosperous life. As long as you are sensible, know how to advance and retreat, and hand over what should not be yours..."
Lei Heng leaned forward slightly, his eyes like two sharp blades, locking the figure of Fang Mo, with a kind of charity and regret in his tone.
"It's a pity that there is a way to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you choose to go there instead."
Lei Heng sighed, seeming to feel sorry for the loss of a talent.
Fang Mo tilted his head, the expression on his face looked extremely confused. "Things? Lord Lei What kind of riddle are you trying to play? The only thing the official brought was those dog heads with no eyes, and the cart of stolen goods from the Yihong Pavilion. Is it possible that your Excellency is also interested in these rags?"
"Stop pretending to be stupid with me!"
Lei Heng's patience ran out at this moment. His right palm suddenly slapped on the solid wood table in front of him.
Boom!
The koan, made by Hundred-Year Ironwood and capable of withstanding a heavy blow, did not shatter under this palm, but instantly turned into a sky full of sawdust.
Each piece of sawdust is wrapped with violent Internal Energy, shooting out in all directions like Hidden Weapons, and is deeply nailed into the beams and columns on both sides.
"Ledger! Hand over Ledger, and I will leave you a complete body!"
The picture is poor and can be seen.
Wang Youan That old fox's calculations were extremely accurate. Commander Lei, who is usually aloof and aloof, has already had a tight string deep in his heart.
Fear can make people lose their minds, and can also turn a hunter into a panicked beast.
Fang Mo smiled.
The laughter was suppressed at first, then became wild and wanton, echoing in the empty hall, causing the dust on the beams to rustle down.
"Lei Heng, Lei Heng, you are nothing but dog material."
Fang Mo stopped laughing and his eyes instantly became ferocious.
"You want Ledger? You want evidence?"
"I am the proof!"
Before he finished speaking, Fang Mo had already burst into flames.
Boom!
The floor tiles beneath his feet exploded.
Nine Nether Spring Surge is turned on, and a steady stream of Earthly Baleful Yin Energy is poured into the body along the legs. Kidney Palace vibrates, and Black Vital Energy pours into the Lung Palace like a tide.
Metal-Water Mutual Generation!
Fang Mo's entire body turned into a black and white afterimage, instantly spanning a distance of ten feet, and punched Lei Heng in the face.
There is no skill in this punch.
There is only absolute power and the sharpness that wants to tear everything in sight into pieces.
"Seeking death!"
Lei Heng is furious.
He didn't expect that Fang Mo would dare to do something to the White Tiger Hall.
With a flick of his palms, the energy and blood in his body roared, and a black tiger silhouette faintly appeared behind him.
"Black Tiger Rips Out the Heart!"
Lei Heng did not retreat but advanced, grabbing Fang Mo's chest with one claw. He wanted to rely on his profound cultivation to directly destroy Fang Mo.
Bang!!!
Fists and claws intertwined.
The expected scene of Fang Mo's broken bones and tendons did not appear.
On the contrary, Lei Heng felt as if his claws were caught on a high-speed rotating meat grinder.
That Platinum White Geng Gold Qi was indestructible and directly broke through his Protective Qi and Blood, cutting his fingers into bloody pieces.
Immediately afterwards, a cold, sticky black force penetrated into the meridians along the wound, corroding his blood crazily.
"What kind of magic is this!?"
Lei Heng was shocked and retreated hurriedly.
But he retreated quickly, and Fang Mo advanced even faster.
"Run?"
Fang Mo's eyes glowed with a strange light intertwined with blue and platinum.
"Here White Tiger Hall, you are an official. But in my eyes, you are now a prisoner waiting to be sentenced!"
Fang Mo grabbed it with his left hand, and the suction force activated by [Gold Swallowing Stone Transformation] exploded, forcibly grabbing Lei Heng's figure.
Although Blood Soul Long Saber's right hand was not unsheathed, he used his palm instead of the sword and slashed Lei Heng's neck again.
"The trial begins!"