There was a mystery hidden in the bag. There was a gyro-shaped object made of twisted bronze blades. The moment Wang Jie caught the object, the red aura blade he released vibrated and popped out instantly.
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There was a rapid sound of "Pak Chi Chi", and the powerful force of rotation suddenly crushed Wang Ji's hand. At this moment, there was only a bare and broken wrist on Wang Ji's arm, bleeding profusely.
"Uh-oh--old guy, you are despicable and shameless!"
Wang Ji covered his severed hand and roared and jumped violently, but Mr. Jing suddenly appeared behind him: "Wang Ji, Wang Ji, I even told you such confidential things as the 'bloodbath of the village', you
Do you think I will let you leave alive? You are so naive——"
"Poof!" Mr. Jing'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.
"Pa!" Shaking off the tattered red heart in his hand, Mr. Jing kicked Wang Lao's body away. He shouted loudly at this moment: "Who else? Want to go against me? Come out and die yourself!!"
In an instant, everyone present felt that Mr. Jing was crazy and vicious, and 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 lost!
People are all selfish. Who is willing to sacrifice for others for no reason? Therefore, everyone was frightened by Mr. Jing's bloodthirsty and vicious methods, and they all said in unison: "We will listen to Mr. Jing's instructions and wash Sangzhu Village with blood tonight.
No young women or children, no chickens or dogs left!”
"That's right, you all follow me, and from now on you will follow the Lord. You will have to eat well, drink hot 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 the specific location of Sangzhu Village. Who is 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." Someone next to him bravely said: "Our group rarely moves in the mountains and mountains in the north. Most of us
I don’t know the route. Apart from Jiang Zhong’s people, there is only one person who has been to this area before, but he..."
When the man said this, he paused for a moment, and then said with a sad face: "The only person who knows the way to Sangzhu Village is Wang Ji, and you just killed him!"
"Huh?!" After hearing this, everyone, including Mr. Jing, swayed 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 changed.
, suddenly roared fiercely: "I don't believe it. Without Wang Jie to lead the way, we will lose our way. Go ahead and follow 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, it is inevitable that some 'ghosts' will appear. What are you afraid of? Let's 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. "Damn you, get out of here—"
"Bang!" 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: "Hu-chi!"
"Uuuuuu——"
"Whoa!" 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 ghost figure took advantage of its companion to attract everyone's attention, and landed on the outermost edge in an instant.
Behind a person, sharp ghost claws were about to grab him. The person 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!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," the injured man roared in pain, then raised the bronze sword in his hand and waved it wildly: "Damn it, I'll kill you, kill you!"
The ghost succeeded in an instant and was not greedy. He and his companions had 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." The injured man chased and took out the hemostatic medicine and applied it to his scalp. He shouted loudly: "If you catch the ghosts, they must tear them to pieces!!"
A helper next to him flattered him and said, "Brother Ding, don't be angry. When we arrive at Sangzhu Village later, we will skin a few seven- and eight-year-old kid alive like last time, and cook their hearts and flesh for wine. You see
how?"
The man surnamed Ding heard this and immediately shouted: "What a great idea. It's best to catch a few more and kill those ghosts first... Huh?!"
When the man named Ding said this, he was a little stunned. 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, what a bad luck!" 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 -"
"Woooooooo-" It was too late to speak, but soon, a burst of ghost whistles sounded, 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 his arms in an instant.
Two wind-carrying ghost claws came over and passed over this kid's neck with a puff!
——[Third update, good afternoon everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly votes↖(^^)↗]——(To be continued.)