The prisoners of Hongtianfeng were all stunned.

In their cultivation cognition, they have never written a person's name and will be killed like this. What kind of magical power is this? Why does it create a fear from the depths of the soul!

"You...who are you? This is the Taoist Temple of Hongtian Peak, which worships the gods of Yao. You are such a crooked demon and evil way to leave quickly, otherwise..." A prisoner pointed at Zhu Minglang and took out the name of Yaoyao to intimidate him.

Zhu Minglang was too lazy to talk nonsense with these scumbags who were accomplices of tigers. With a raised hand, thousands of bright red flying swords flew out from him. Each flying sword seemed to have locked in a target, and they flew straight to these cruel prisoners in Hongtian Peak!

All with one sword!

There were nearly a thousand prisoners here, and the leader was the half-paste knife butcher with a half-faced face. The sharp blade flew out, and it did not float away slowly. They basically flashed by, and directly penetrated the throats of these people with the power of flying swords and swords!

"Dong~~~~~~~~"

The prisoner standing in different positions at this criminal platform fell down almost at the same time, and the sound of landing was the same.

Nearly a thousand people died instantly, and the half-paralyze-faced butcher knife was one of the few who did not die directly. He looked at Zhu Minglang blankly, his whole face was filled with fear and shock, as if he had seen a ghost!

"What's going on, what's going on!" Not far away, the killer holding a long axe rushed out.

This man was rough and fierce. He held the blood-stained axe with one hand, and the other hand grabbed a boy's head, as if he was carrying a chicken and duck that was about to bleed.

The young man was already scared to death, especially from his perspective, he could see the sharp and terrifying axe blade.

The half-paralyze-faced butcher's knife didn't dare to speak. His whole body was frozen. Even if he couldn't move a finger, he had never seen anyone who was so powerful in his life!

"Haha, where are you from? You dare to come to our Hongtian Peak to play wild!" The axe slaughter smiled.

He threw the boy into the courtyard wall, holding the weird long axe in both hands, walked towards Zhu Minglang step by step, and slowly curled the corners of his mouth, and then said, "It's really meaningless to kill some fish and shrimps. Cutting you down should make me increase my cultivation a lot!"

Zhu Minglang didn't even look at the axe butcher, and the sword spirit dragon had already flew over the man by himself.

Suddenly, the sword spirit dragon hung straight down and stabbed towards the head of the axe!

The Axe Slayer seemed arrogant, but its cultivation level was simply incomparable to the Sword Spirit Dragon. A clean and neat sword penetrated from his head to his body. When he pulled it out, the sword spirit dragon's sword body did not even touch a trace of blood. Only in the next second, a scarlet blood column gushed out from the Axe Slayer's head...

The axe slaughter looked like he had never noticed it and walked forward a few steps, but soon the wild smile on his face disappeared, and he collapsed on the ground with weakness, his life passed, and his death was miserable.

The half-faced knife butcher had realized how terrifying the person in front of him was. He was not as stupid as the axe butcher, but immediately lowered his posture and said humbly: "This immortal, our Hongtian Peak is offensive. Please forgive me... These foolish people colluded with rebellion to murder more than 100 people who believed in gods. A few days ago, they even killed our God-selected Emperor. They were extremely evil. We... we are just doing our orders..."

"You should not be qualified to talk to me, so you climb out to worship and watch, and call some gods to come over." Zhu Minglang said lightly.

The half-faced butcher was ecstatic when he heard this.

That's how the other party won't kill him anymore...but why do you need to crawl? You can run over to pass the message?

Before the butcher half-faced was thinking about what was going on, he suddenly felt a severe pain coming from under him.

He was half shorter, and then he lay on the ground with blood. He turned his head and realized that his legs had been cut off by a sword.

"If it is best to be able to pass the words to 'Zhaoyao', I want to talk to him about how to be a god." Zhu Minglang said to the half-faced butcher.

Dragging his legless body, the half-faced butcher crawled out desperately, and the blood could not stop flowing out, dragging a long red mark on the ground.

The most unlikely thing Zhu Minglang could let go was this half-faced butcher knife. It was not as simple as killing innocent people indiscriminately, but tried every means to kill those irrelevant people. Although this sword only cut off his legs, Zhu Minglang produced a bloody sword. The wound cut by this sword technique could not stop bleeding...

...

Zhu Minglang swept around the bound innocent people and unshackled them all, including the Huang family of merchants who had been dragged into the yard before.

The Huang family of merchants bowed three times and kowtowed nine times again, and they were so grateful.

Zhu Minglang also knew that the number of people escorted to the Hongtian Peak Punishment Platform was astonishing. It was not just the ones he saw. Moreover, there were so many towns in the Heshuang Sect’s territory, and they were also trampled by Hongtian Peak and Heitian Peak. It was just a good time to save these people, and they would eventually cure the roots.

"You Heshuang Sect, are you still alive?" Zhu Minglang walked to the red-burning pillar.

Nie Xiaoxuan's entire back was stuck with the fire iron pillar. Radical pulling her out would be equivalent to peeling her entire back. Zhu Minglang had to extinguish the brazier on it first, and then pour some quickly scabbed medicine to make her back become a hard scar so that the iron pillar would not stick to it.

"Only some young people are left... they are still in the iron cage, they plan to take them to feed the beasts." Nie Xiaoxuan said weakly.

"It would be fine if there are those who are alive." Zhu Minglang looked into another courtyard wall. There seemed to be some iron cages there, but there was no one there for the time being.

"My Master, thank you for your great kindness and great virtue. Your sword is fast. It's better to give us all a pleasure. You can leave here as soon as possible. There are not only people at the quasi-god level in Hongtianfeng Taoist Temple. The white-haired missionary master who is in charge is at the god level." Nie Xiaoxuan said.

"I don't do things that damage my good deeds. When I destroy this Hongtian Peak, it's better if you want to live or die or make your own decisions. It has nothing to do with me." Zhu Minglang said.

Nie Xiaoxuan didn't know what to say for a moment, she just looked at Zhu Minglang with her confused eyes.

Destroy Hongtian...

Isn’t this a fool?

...

Not long after, the old Taoist with a long hair and a young face appeared with a group of people.

Most of these people were wearing loose golden brown shirts, their hair was tidy, and there was a little vermilion on their foreheads, and they were covered with jade artifacts that showed their unique temperament.

There were eighteen of them in total, and their cultivation was not low. When they saw the corpses on the ground, everyone's eyes widened and their pupils were filled with anger!

There are still people in this world who dare to commit crimes in their Hongtian Peak!

"The bold evildoer has killed so many disciples of Hongtian Peak!" The old Taoist with a crane-haired and handsome face pointed at Zhu Minglang and scolded loudly.

His voice was extremely penetrating, and the iron pillars around Zhu Minglang were all shattered because of his scolding!

"You only see your disciples at Hongtian Peak, why can't you see the ordinary people who have been ravaged to death? These corpses are smelly behind your holy and clean Taoist temple. Why do you still have the face to worship and say hypocritical words to those good men and women!" Zhu Minglang also pointed at the missionary old Taoist and cursed.

"These people are disobedient people, and the gods despise them. We naturally have the right to be punished!" said the old Taoist with a long hair and a young face.

"The despise of the gods? Do you represent the gods? Which god is Zhaoyao or yourself?" Zhu Minglang asked sneered.

"Of course it's my god's shrewdness!" A trace of divine light appeared on the old Taoist's body, but he was not a righteous god and could not be as intimidating as Zhu Minglang. He deliberately showed his divine level to give Zhu Minglang a warning. He continued, "This place is Zhaoyao's territory, every inch of land and every life is blessed by Zhao Yao God. This woman is a native of Baisang. She has no gratitude to the gods. She actually committed the same thing as killing the emperor. The number of participants is huge. As the missionary of Hongtian Peak, I will naturally investigate it thoroughly!"

"You don't have to explain so much to me." Zhu Minglang said lightly.

"What do you mean? I have seen many scattered immortals like you. They just want to condemn these people. They are just a little compassionate. But do you know that this poisonous woman has killed hundreds of us over the years and chopped our innocent disciples from Hongtian Peak into meat sauce to make tree fertilizer. He established the Heshuang Sect to cultivate those dead soldiers just to harm our backbone of Hongtian Peak. How could we let go of those related to her!" The old Taoist in Hehai's hair and his face continued.

"I said, you don't have to explain so much to me. I can barely be considered a law enforcement officer. There is only one God above me who ignores everything. My way of doing things is very simple. I saw, I think, I think... I saw your people killing innocent people by taking advantage of this matter. I think your Hongtian Peak is even more stinky, and I think you deserve to die!" Zhu Minglang laughed at this time.

"Hahahaha, it's so funny. What are you? Why use these three standards to define everything? Are you a god in this territory or a star god in Tianshu?? I am a Hongtian Peak preaching for all generations. Since you are determined to die, my Tong Zhiyuan will accomplish it!" said the missionary with a child-haired face.

"He is at the god level, don't fight him, go!" At this time, Nie Xiaoxuan from Heshuang Sect said hurriedly.

Being able to kill the madman does prove that this man has certain strength, but it is impossible to compete with an ancestor-level person like Hongtian Peak!

Zhu Minglang still had a calm smile on his face, and he looked up at the sky.

Just in the evening!
Chapter completed!