It turned out that there was a mystery hidden in the bag. There was a gyro-shaped object made of twisted bronze blades. The moment Wang Ji caught the object, the red spiritual energy emitted from him caused the blade to vibrate and pop up quickly on its own.

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There was just a loud snapping sound, and the powerful force of rotation suddenly crushed Wang Ji's hand. At this moment, there was only a naked and severed wrist bleeding profusely on Wang Ji's arm.

Uh-huh, old guy, you are despicable and shameless

Wang Ji covered his severed hand and roared and jumped violently, but Mr. Jing's figure suddenly flashed behind him: Wang Ji, Wang Ji, I even told you such confidential things as bloodbathing the village, do you think I will?

Is it too naive to let your Majesty leave alive?

Jing Lao's five fingers as strong as steel instantly penetrated the opponent's heart, pulling Wang Ji's living heart out of his body and crushing it to pieces.

Shaking off the tattered red heart on his hand, Mr. Jing kicked Wang Lao's body away. He shouted loudly at this moment: Who else wants to go against me and go out and die?

In an instant, everyone present felt the true nature of Mr. Jing's crazy and vicious attacks. Their bodies trembled slightly. Everyone knew that maybe all the powerful red energy men would swarm up and kill Mr. Jing, but a few lives would have to be sacrificed.

People are all selfish. Who is willing to sacrifice for other people for no reason? So, everyone was shocked by Mr. Jing’s bloodthirsty and vicious methods, and they all said in unison: Let’s just listen to Mr. Jing’s orders, and tonight we will bloodbath Sangzhu Village, old, young, women and children.

, leave no chickens or dogs behind

That's right, all of you follow me, and from now on you will follow the Lord, and you will inevitably eat well, drink spicy food, and enjoy glory and wealth.

Mr. Jing's face softened slightly at this time, but he still said sternly: "But whoever wants to hold me back and publicize what happened tonight, I guarantee that his whole family, old and young, will also die."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's heads lowered by three points. They were all unwilling to meet Mr. Jing's eyes anymore. This old man was really possessed by a murderous god tonight, and his aura was too terrifying.

At this time, Mr. Jing said in a cold voice: "I don't know where the specific location of Sangzhu Village is. Who will be the leader today? Come forward."

Mr. Jing, today we plan to meet Jiang Zhong here, and then he will take us to Sangzhu Village to rest. A man next to him bravely said: Our group rarely moves in the mountains in the north, and most of them don’t know the path.

, except Jiang Zhong’s people, only one person has been to this area before, but he

When the man said this, he paused for a moment, then said with a sad face: The only person who knew the way to Sangzhu Village was Wang Ji, and you just killed him.

Hearing this, everyone, including Mr. Jing, staggered and almost fell to the ground. Mr. Jing cursed in his heart, he was really shooting a stone in the foot. At this moment, Mr. Jing's heart suddenly became violent and he suddenly became angry.

He shouted: "I don't believe it. Without Wang Ji to lead the way, we will lose our way. Let's go and keep going at full speed along the mountain road to the north. We will definitely see Sangzhu Village."

Mr. Jing, the murderous demon king, said that killing one of his own people was like killing a bug. How dare everyone disobey his orders, so a group of more than a dozen people cheered, all following Mr. Jing, and walked towards the mountain road at the edge of the forest.

Just when everyone was about to step into the front of the mountain road, a sudden and shrill black wind blew past everyone. These people were all planning to do something bad. When the cold wind blew, they suddenly felt chills all over their bodies.

At this time, Mr. Jing, who had piercing eyes, said sternly: In the wilderness in the middle of the night, some ghosts will inevitably appear. What are you afraid of? Go quickly.

Before Mr. Jing finished speaking, another black wind suddenly swept over them, wandering around them from time to time, as if they were deliberately playing tricks. Get out of here, you damn ghosts.

Peng Jing Lao's whole body suddenly burst into red energy, and he aimed at one of the black winds and struck out with a splitting fist from the air: Huchi

Woo woo woo

The ghost figure in the black wind moved in the air in an instant, barely escaping the red energy punch coming from the air, while another group of ghost figures took advantage of their companions to attract everyone's attention, and instantly landed behind the outermost person.

, the sharp ghost claws were about to catch him, and the man had no time to move the red energy to protect his body. He only heard a pop, and half of his scalp fell off, and blood suddenly flowed.

Wow! The injured man roared in pain, then raised the bronze sword in his hand and waved it around: Damn it, I'll kill you, kill you.

The ghost succeeded instantly and was not greedy. He and his companions had already retreated more than ten feet in a row to avoid the fierce attack of the injured man.

Just because he couldn't take this breath, the injured man screamed with blood on his face: Mr. Jing, I'm injured. I definitely can't take this breath. I'm going to hunt down those two bastard ghosts.

What a waste. Since you want revenge, I won't wait for you. I will leave two people behind to deal with the ghosts with him and catch up with us soon.

Because the injured person was a confidant of Mr. Jing, he couldn't help but refute the opponent's reputation, so he left two helpers behind and led the others on their way forward.

Mr. Jing's dozen or so people moved very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the injured man led two helpers and rushed towards the direction where the ghosts were fleeing.

It hurts me so much, these damn ghosts. While chasing, the injured man took out the hemostatic medicine and applied it to his scalp. He shouted loudly: If you catch the ghosts, you must tear them to pieces.

A helper next to him said to him: "Brother Ding, don't be angry. When we arrive at Sangzhu Village later, we will skin a few seven or eight-year-old kid alive like last time, and cook their hearts, livers and meat for wine. What do you think?"

After hearing this, the man surnamed Ding immediately shouted: Good idea, it's best to catch a few more, and kill those ghosts first before talking about it.

When the man named Ding said this, he was in a daze. He raised his voice and said: Brothers, we just saw those two ghosts fleeing this way, why are they missing now?

Hearing the other party's question, the two people who followed him immediately looked at each other. They looked around, but they couldn't find the ghost.

Damn, it’s really unlucky. The man surnamed Ding slammed the bronze sword in his palm into the ground, and shouted sternly: Damn ghosts, get out of here right now.

Wuwuwu said it too late, but at that moment, there was a burst of ghost whistling, and a helper with a light red spiritual energy realm suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind. He was about to turn around to fight, but the opponent stretched out two weapons in an instant.

Wind Ghost Claw passed over this kid's neck with a puff sound.
Chapter completed!