Chapter 3466 Meeting on a narrow road

Chapter 3466 Meeting on a narrow road

"Swoosh!"

The wind and rain all over the sky seemed to be frightened by Zhao Heng. When the wind was blowing over, it trembled violently and hit the face of the gray-clothed nun. It invaded its mouth and nose and flowed out of red blood, flowed through its chin and fell on its clothes. The gray-clothed nun opened its mouth but did not make any sound. The painful eyes were filled with horror, and the sweet smell of blood began to spread in the air!

This is an inhuman killing and trampling, especially the power and calmness shown by Zhao Heng, which is even more creepy. The dozens of murderers who witnessed the nails of their companions turned pale, and they dodged Zhao Heng's eyes as they glanced over, just like a rabbit in the depths of the forest, facing the tiger's appearance, trembling all over.

No one saved the nun, no one charged forward. The street that was just noisy just now was as quiet as a cemetery.

Even the military and police guarding Zhao Heng on the same front were stunned for a moment, as if they had never expected that Zhao Heng was so thunderous. He took a knife to knock over the gray-clothed nun in front of countless believers, which was a bit of a volcano rhythm. He would be attacked by the murderers in minutes, making the scene even more uncontrollable. But for some reason, their backs were straightened for two points.

"He dares not kill people, he dares not kill people!"

After the brief silence of the whole audience, only the burly lama kneeling on the ground recovered and shouted to his hesitant companion: "Don't be afraid of him, don't be afraid of him! He will only hurt people, he dare not kill people. If he kills people, the entire Tibetan city will tear him apart. And there are so many of us, how many of them dare he kill? How many can he kill?"

"With God's blessing, why should we be afraid of petty people?"

Hearing these words from him, the dozens of men and women rushing in front of him lit their eyes slightly again, and then tightened the wooden sticks and iron bars in their hands. It has to be said that the burly lama brought them confidence and fighting spirit. Yes, they are the natives and the masters of Tibetan cities, and there are thousands of companions. What should I be afraid of Zhao Heng and the others? Is he really dare to kill them?

They are believers with the same beliefs and interests. Moving one person is equivalent to touching one thousand and ten thousand people. To put it more broadly, killing them is offending the entire Tibetan city. How can Zhao Heng afford to play? Nowadays, many people pat their chests with their left hands. While feeling the strength of their bodies, they also let the flowing confidence and courage flow back into their hearts with the rain.

At this moment, Gong Mingyue thought of the White Lotus Sect’s invulnerability!

Zhao Heng, who was injured after breakfast, no longer sat on the chair and watched. He jumped down from the second floor window and landed on the wet bluestone floor. The water droplets sputtered a little. Zhao Heng took a sharp saber from a member of the Zhao family and stepped forward slowly in the rain: "Today is a great day, don't force me to flow into a river!"

Zhao Heng said it was very arrogant, but no one thought he was bluffing. Zhao Heng's left foot fell on a molten bottle, and he didn't see how hard he tried. The molten bottle shattered with a snap, showing a sense of hostility. When the murderer in front saw him approaching, he subconsciously moved back two steps. The confidence that had just risen just disappeared unknowingly, but the burly lama still shouted:

"What are you afraid of? Get in! Get in together!"

The burly lama had a ferocious face: "He only has dozens of people, we have thousands of brothers and sisters, and victory belongs to us!" Speaking of this, he also looked at Zhao Heng fiercely, with his thick chest exposed, and his leopard eyebrows and eyes with a provocative expression. As he spoke, many murderers' eyes flashed and slowly moved forward, offsetting Zhao Heng's deterrence.

Gong Mingyue found that they were holding iron sticks of similar length in their hands, showing their ferocity with gritted teeth. It seemed that they had planned it. At this time, she felt that the burly lama supported by her companions wanted to open her mouth and continue to incite, but she saw Zhao Heng standing upright, blocking his sight and words at the same time. Zhao Heng's eyes were as cold as thousands of years of ice:

"You want to die?"

At the same time, the ghosts and the others subconsciously stood in front of Zhao Heng. The entire queue, including Baigou Sheng, formed a formation like a sharp arrow in an instant, revealing an aggressive and powerful aura, causing the murderers to stop again, their eyes flashed like the candle flames blown by the wind, and everyone's eyes were gathered on Zhao Heng.

"If you have the ability, you can try it over the saber!"

When the burly lama was killed by Zhao Heng's killing, Zhao Heng fell on the murderer who was shouting in front of him again. His low voice had the penetration of gold and stone, and the actual killing aura was clearly expressed through his cold eyes. Everyone present was terrified at that moment: "Come and kill one."

"Come on one pair, kill one!"

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind the crowd, sharp, but with a sense of hardness:

"We have 500,000 people. No matter how sharp his sword is, no matter how fast he is, can he kill so many again?"

"We don't even have the courage to face the powerful and powerful, so what can we use to face the tempering of the Bodhisattva?"

"The Bodhisattva tells us that whoever blocks our path to cultivation will be our enemy!"

These sentences had an effect again in the crowd. Although I don’t know who said it, every word brought them confidence. Zhao Heng also turned his head slightly to scan the source of the sound. Although the other party deliberately suppressed the tone and shouted, Zhao Heng could still feel familiar. He just glanced at it, but could not find the other party’s figure from the vast crowd.

"rush!"

At this time, the murderers on both sides slapped their chests again, and their strength became stronger and louder, making a bang! Every time they slapped their chests, their eyes became clearer, and their courage became more and more courageous. As they stepped forward, the atmosphere became more tense. Then they suddenly burst out with earth-shaking shouts of killing, holding various weapons in their hands, and continued to rush forward.

They jumped like ghosts and rushed through the saber, and their sharp killing force swept down like a dam of the sea!

Just as the military police were shocked and holding the shield to block the other party again, Zhao Heng, who had a cold smile, had swept his left foot and more than ten pieces of molten bottles shot out quickly. There was only a slam sound. The four people in front of him screamed and fell to the ground, and blood burst into tears in their chests or throats. Before they could fall, Zhao Heng had already passed through them, and there was a knife light accompanying him!

Glorious, cold!

Several dazzling lights cut the rain and drew an arc. The burly lama and the others clearly saw that the three companions who had originally rushed forward were shocked. Then, three heads soared into the air, and a large bunch of blood spurted out towards Yukong. The headless body holding the weapon maintained a forward rushing posture. They rushed out two meters in an inertia before falling to the ground, letting the blood and rain mix.

The next second, the sword light turned again, and the tip of the knife took the four men and women behind it.

"Swoosh!"

Feeling the danger, the four people's faces changed drastically, and they tried their best to retreat backwards. At the same time, they used their weapons to stop them. However, all their efforts were meaningless. The dazzling light cut off their weapons without mercy and cut off the four people's confrontation. The four people screamed in pain, then fell heavily to the ground, with a wound about an inch long on their chests.

"call!"

Before the four of them could struggle, Zhao Heng took another step forward, turned his body, and the sword in his hand drew an arc along with his body. The four people who had just struggled to get up shook their bodies again, and a stream of blood burst out from their throats, and then they fell to the ground. Zhao Heng put the sword on his side and slashed the four men and women who were shot by the glass fragments mercilessly.

The ground was bright red and looked very dazzling.

Zhao Heng moved the saber forward, and the rain washed the blade, rinsed the blood clean and restored to the clear water.

"Who else?" "Who else?"

Just like harvesting grass, Zhao Heng killed the eleven people across the border without blinking. Not only did he squeeze out the buffer space between the military and police and the murderers, but he also greatly deterred the murderers holding weapons behind him. They all stared at Zhao Heng with wide eyes. Looking at the seven people who died on the ground, they didn't seem to expect Zhao Heng to be so domineering, and even more so did he not expect Zhao Heng to dare to kill someone.

The restless crowd was intimidated by the accused saber, and no one dared to leap over the saber again!

"This knife is a little bit different!"

When the audience focused their eyes on Zhao Heng and showed a complicated expression, Zhao Heng did not care about the expression of the murderer in front of him. He just swept through a gap in the sharp saber and said, "After only 11 people, there was a gap. Gong Mingyue, next time I will give me a good knife, a good knife that will not break easily, and even kill a hundred people who will not curl the blade."

A coldness spread across the narrow streets in an instant. Except for Baigousheng and Zhao's members, the rest of the breathing subconsciously paused. Then, Zhao Heng shouted to the military and police on both sides: "Remember what I said just now. Those who cross the sabre will be killed without mercy. If you let them rush over, then come to see me with your head!"

"As a soldier, you can only die in battle and not insult!"

Zhao Heng's words and seven lives reinvigorated the morale of the military and police. Although there were only more than fifty military and police officers at this time, and they looked much more sparse with their shields, their bodies that were trying hard to straighten had a stern aura, and the guns that had never been pulled out from their waists were also held in their hands, and murderous intent began to accumulate slowly.

With Zhao Heng's instructions and his killing demonstration, if the murderer dares to attack, the military and police will shoot without hesitation.

The murderers holding the weapon were very sad and angry when they saw their companions die, but they did not dare to shout forward again, and even the burly lama turned pale.

He knew very well that if he said something more, he would definitely be different from his body and head.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, Zhao Heng's eyes instantly captured a muzzle popping out of the dead crowd, pointing clearly at his position. Regardless of whether he aimed or not, the trigger was pulled directly. Zhao Heng had no time to fall to the ground and could only kick the corpse on the ground, which just blocked the distance between the bullet and him. He heard three bangs and the corpse trembled and landed on the ground.

The headless body has three more bullet holes!

"Protect the young master!"

The ghost was standing in front of Zhao Heng, and immediately pulled out the gun and pointed at the guy who was shooting in secret. A woman with a tall figure and a mask suddenly rushed out of the adjacent pillar of the nun nailed to the wall, avoiding the three bullets shot by the ghost. The dust splashed everywhere, and the crowd screamed. The woman with mask took the opportunity to escape, but she didn't forget to shout:

"The police have fired, the police have fired!"
Chapter completed!