Ma Xianhong ran down the mountain, and the first thing he saw was Kendo holding a villager in his arms.
The soul-shaking bell swung directly at Kendo. This attack on the soul accurately targeted Kendo.
However, an Anubis immortal warrior more than two meters tall appeared in front of Kendo, holding an obsidian battle ax and slashing at the Soul Shaking Bell's attack.
The violent explosion turned Anubis' undead warrior into black gravel, but it also prevented the attack on Kendo.
Ma Xianhong saw that he could not succeed in his attack, so he took out a magic weapon like a lion's head from his pouch. It was called Kong Crying Roar. It had two wings on its side and could fly freely like a dragonfly.
Ma Xianhong's voice appeared in the air, and he said: "Everyone in Biyou Village, leave immediately! These people are not something you can deal with! You should leave this place of right and wrong for the time being."
The chaos of the villagers made Shanggenqi's battle hamstrung, and in front of these weird ordinary people with no training, these villagers were unable to show their strength.
That kind of wrist-strengthening equipment, Ma Xianhong, as a weapon refiner, could see its true function at a glance.
Therefore, these ordinary villagers can only be kept away from the fighting area to prevent casualties.
However, Ma Xianhong's persuasion and obstruction, in the ears of these villagers, became a call for counterattack in a passionate adventure story.
Not only did these villagers show no signs of panic, they even began to engage in self-hypnotic self-persuasion.
"I'm sorry, Master, I appreciate your kindness."
"Fight for the leader, but also for myself!"
"It's okay, leader! We are not afraid!"
"Let them see our strength! They have been practicing for decades, but they can't compare to our immortality!"
"Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of. Let's all come together!"
"Fight them! Don't let this fight leave any regrets!"
These villagers were like the protagonists of the second grade adventure story, shouting slogans and launching another attack on the peripheral porters.
Kendo casually threw the villagers who had lost all resistance in his hands at the foot of the wall, where they would not be hit by the battle wave for the time being.
Then I saw a villager holding a trumpet leaping into the night sky and pointing the trumpet in his direction.
Kendo bowed down, and the power of the wrist-strengthening equipment on his right hand had been turned to the maximum. The segmented glove cage and arm armor were tightened together and began to accumulate energy.
"ha!"
White Qi sprayed towards Kendo, and Kendo also threw his strongest punch at the enemy.
The AMG-78 wrist-strengthening equipment directly penetrated the air and created a rapid shock wave.
The shock wave collided with the energy emitted from the enemy's trumpet, and a violent air shock appeared over Biyou Village.
A more powerful shock wave spread like a storm to every inch of land in Biyou Village, extinguishing some of the flames and making the original fire burn even more fiercely.
The night, the fire, the blood, and the curiosity about the alien world made these people unable to hold back.
The sound of the porters' wrist-strengthening devices being recharged was accompanied by the sound of the villagers' amulet breaking, but even being knocked down could not dampen the opponent's enthusiasm.
Seeing such trouble, Kendo could only order in the channel: "The escalation of the situation is not limited to defeating the opponent, but also allows the appearance of broken limbs and disabilities."
"The situation escalated? Interesting!"
Xiao Zizai slowly walked out of the woods. After finishing Zhao Guizhen and killing Zhao Guizhen, Xiao Zizai felt extremely comfortable all over.
His right hand pulled Zhao Guizhen's hair, and the hair was connected with Zhao Guizhen's clearly identifiable head. Further down, there was only a bloody spine, with blood and minced meat still remaining on the broken spines of the bones. As Xiao Zizai moved
appeared, dragging a long trail of blood behind him.
The villagers saw Xiao Zizai and the human scorpion in his hand.
They had completely forgotten their previous slogans, and the biting cold was somewhat inappropriate on this summer night.
"What are we doing here? Corporate motivational training? You don't dare to sell, so why are you so passionate?"
"Don't get up, don't get up, fight? How did you guys misunderstand that we are here to compete with you? You can't even kill the ordinary guy who just boxed, and you still want to fight with us? The guy just now has enough left.
I'm afraid I'll beat you to death, but you can't even understand this?"
Xiao Zizai dragged Zhao Guizhen's spine, slowly walked into the crowd, and threw the head and spine in his hands among the villagers.
Who have experienced this? Some villagers with low tolerance could not help but vomited.
"Come on, let you have no regrets..."
A red light flashed in Xiao Zizai's eyes, and he invited the surrounding villagers to play. If these people don't leave this place and continue to mess around, he will not only leave this group of chuunibyou with no regrets, but also let them lose everything.
There is not much left.
The alien world finally showed its cruel side to these ordinary people. The original enthusiasm was instantly cooled by Xiao Zizai's compassion. The ordinary villagers who finally saw the situation clearly turned around and ran away. They wanted to leave this place of right and wrong.
"How about these two scenes?"
Luo Xia walked out from the side, holding a bottle of Coke that he didn't know where he came from. The sound of frustration when he unscrewed the bottle was just like Ma Xianhong now.
Luo Xia handed the Coke to Ma Xianhong, but Ma Xianhong refused, so Luo Xia threw it to Feng Baobao aside.
Rorschach said: "Drawing ordinary people into the world of aliens will only harm them, and it will also harm this finally stable environment."
"Li character - firefly."
Luo Xia threw away a few sparks, and the sparks landed on Zhao Guizhen's bones, igniting a raging fire. The smell of denatured protein made Ma Xianhong's complexion even worse.
Looking at Ma Xianhong's face, Luo Xia said comfortingly: "Don't worry, your self-cultivation furnace is still very useful..."
Hearing this, Ma Xianhong became even more angry. He grabbed a bite bag and slapped it directly into Luo Xia's arms, saying: "Here you are, how to make a self-cultivation furnace. Take the thing and get out!"
"Don't be angry, don't worry about it now, I still need to borrow your self-cultivation furnace to deal with some problems for Xiao Zizai."
Ma Xianhong asked: "Problem? What's wrong with this pervert!"
"You have already said that he is a pervert. You need to use your self-cultivation furnace and let people enter his interior to see what happened."
"This is a problem for you, Master Jiekong."
Luo Xia said the last sentence to the empty space beside him. Before he said this sentence, no one noticed that a Buddhist master with a solemn appearance had already appeared here.
Master Jiekong clasped his hands together, looked at Xiao Zizai not far away, and asked slowly: "Baojing, can you hold on?"
Xiao Zizai's dharma name is Baojing, and this question about whether he can uphold it is not a monk's commandment, but an agreement between Master Jiekong and Xiao Zizai.
It is an agreement that you can only kill people to protect yourself and eliminate demons, and not to kill innocent people indiscriminately.
"I can uphold it, but the demons in my heart are getting worse. I hope I can give this disciple some relief."
Xiao Zizai also hung a string of Buddhist beads on his hand and knelt down in front of Jie Kong.
Luo Xia pushed Ma Xianhong with his hand and said, "It's up to you whether you can save a pervert."
Ma Xianhong spat unhappily to the side, but looking at Master Jiekong nearby, he couldn't say anything else.
Raising his head and shaking his long hair, Ma Xianhong said reluctantly: "Come with me..."
