Du Shouxian's face changed with anger: "Damn it, a bunch of scoundrels actually want to rebel? I really don't know where you guys, a bunch of frogs in the well, got the courage! Do you really think you can make trouble with just a few hundred people?!"
A cultivator had seven or eight crossbow arrows nailed to his chest, and he took several steps back. A rogue saw the opportunity and rushed up, slashing his neck with a knife. The practitioner's eyes flashed, and he threw the knife and hit the rogue's neck, piercing directly. Then the practitioner rushed forward, pulled out the short knife from his neck, and then stabbed it into the heart of the person behind him. Although his movements were slower, the killing was still as brutal. He put his left arm around the man's neck, held the knife in his right hand, and stabbed the man in the heart five or six times in an instant.
"I am an official of the imperial court, and so is he. Even if Wang Yanshan breaks the law, you should not be the one to kill him, but the national law! No matter how many mistakes he makes, he is still an official. As the county magistrate, I can't Watching you kill officials and rebel!"
He pointed at Wang Yanshan: "Kill him, and Huai'an County will still be our world!"
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
Wang Yanshan stood up suddenly: "You really overestimate your capabilities. Do you really think you can turn the world upside down with just the few people you have?"
Just as he was shouting, a wounded practitioner passed by him and cut his neck open with two knives. He then retreated while fighting, without even looking at him or the man lying on the ground. Bloody brothers.
An Zheng looked at Wang Yanshan: "How is it? Do you feel that you have failed?"
Lu Ming became more and more calm: "I said, I am a bad guy. I have no knowledge or knowledge, but I don't want to die. If I kill you, I might still have a way to survive. If I don't fight, everyone will be the same. die!"
Wang Yanshan was a little scared at first, but then his expression softened when he saw the four people were killed. He walked towards Wang Yanshan: "Master County Magistrate, I have been serving you all these years, and I am easier to handle than your grandson, right? You say one thing, and I dare not say two. But it is different now, it is not you now Death is my death, of course I have no choice.”
"I am an official of the imperial court, and so is he. Even if Wang Yanshan breaks the law, you should not be the one to kill him, but the national law! No matter how many mistakes he makes, he is still an official. As the county magistrate, I can't Watching you kill officials and rebel!"
A cultivator had seven or eight crossbow arrows nailed to his chest, and he took several steps back. A rogue saw the opportunity and rushed up, slashing his neck with a knife. The practitioner's eyes flashed, and he threw the knife and hit the rogue's neck, piercing directly. Then the practitioner rushed forward, pulled out the short knife from his neck, and then stabbed it into the heart of the person behind him. Although his movements were slower, the killing was still as brutal. He put his left arm around the man's neck, held the knife in his right hand, and stabbed the man in the heart five or six times in an instant.
Du Shouxian's face changed with anger: "Damn it, a bunch of scoundrels actually want to rebel? I really don't know where you guys, a bunch of frogs in the well, got the courage! Do you really think you can make trouble with just a few hundred people?!"
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
He let go and the body fell softly.
Song Zhihai was trembling. Although he was the county magistrate, he was just a scholar. He held the knife in both hands, and the knife trembled even more than his hands.
He pointed at the soldiers and the government officials: "These people are all surviving with the money I gave them. Who of them relies on me for their food and drink? If you say that I do evil, they are all accomplices. So as long as If I fall, they know exactly what will happen to them. It doesn’t matter if you say we are frogs in the well.”
The practitioner was slashed on the back. He screamed in pain, turned around and cut across the neck, slicing the neck of the person who sneaked up on him. The scoundrel fell down with his hands covering his neck, thick blood flowing out from the gaps in his hands. There was a crackling sound in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment: "Holy shit...who the hell are you? Wang Yanshan hasn't done enough harm to you? You and he are not the same person at all, and you are still protecting him now? You are a county Mr. Cheng, you can’t even protect your own house, why are you protecting the person who robbed your house?”
The practitioner was slashed on the back. He screamed in pain, turned around and cut across the neck, slicing the neck of the person who sneaked up on him. The scoundrel fell down with his hands covering his neck, thick blood flowing out from the gaps in his hands. There was a crackling sound in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
He said with cold eyes: "I will kill anyone who blocks my way to make money!"
puff!
He stood up and walked back to the carriage, standing against the carriage: "Please do as you please."
"I said at the beginning that there was no future for following me. They were all loyal, so they refused to leave no matter what. Later, I thought, for a small sect like ours, if you want to get ahead, what can you do? You can only find a way to become an official. Bar."
A scoundrel kicked him down from behind, picked up a brick and started hitting him on the head. The sound of popping was so clear that the scalp of those who heard it was numb. Within a moment, the cultivator was slapped on the head so hard that blood spattered and hit the rogue's face. But he was still grabbing the brick and patting it down hard. At first, blood splashed, then minced meat, and then brains.
He raised the knife and was about to chop it down, but suddenly there was a cold feeling on his neck.
An Zheng looked at Wang Yanshan: "How is it? Do you feel that you have failed?"
He kicked Song Zhihai in the face, and Du Shaoshou was so angry that he wanted to go up. An Zheng pulled Du Shaoshou and shook his head. Although Du Shoushou didn't know what An Zheng was planning, he still stepped back and continued to watch.
Wang Yanshan just kept giving discounts, begging for An Zheng's forgiveness, and talking nonsense, promising to get rid of these scourges.
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
Wang Yanshan just kept giving discounts, begging for An Zheng's forgiveness, and talking nonsense, promising to get rid of these scourges.
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
Du Shouxian's face changed with anger: "Damn it, a bunch of scoundrels actually want to rebel? I really don't know where you guys, a bunch of frogs in the well, got the courage! Do you really think you can make trouble with just a few hundred people?!"
Lu Ming saw Song Zhihai holding a knife in both hands and waving it around randomly. After dodging, he slapped Song Zhihai on the face and knocked Song Zhihai to the ground: "Are you sick? He occupied your house on the street. Why didn't you resist when I was in the store? I was trying to take revenge on you, and you actually stopped me!"
An Zheng looked at Wang Yanshan: "How is it? Do you feel that you have failed?"
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
Song Zhihai was trembling. Although he was the county magistrate, he was just a scholar. He held the knife in both hands, and the knife trembled even more than his hands.
The cultivator was hit by seven or eight crossbow arrows and was stabbed in the back, but he knew that he would die as long as he didn't kill him, so he had no intention of stopping. Knife after knife was drawn out, killing one by one, but there was too much blood and it became slower and slower.
An Zheng smiled and said: "To you Huai'an County, I am an outsider. Therefore, you have to resolve the conflicts among your own people. Wang Yanshan, you and Lu Ming can only have one living person come to fight with me." Negotiate terms, so..."
Wang Yanshan shook his head: "That's not necessarily true. Do you think you are the one who wants to be the official in the world? No, no, no, they are all me, Wang Yanshan. If I hadn't met you, my ending would not be like this."
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
Swipe, swipe, swipe, after three cuts, the neck is basically connected to a layer of skin.
The moves of those four practitioners are very unique. Because they have not yet reached the realm of Sumeru, they cannot use the power of cultivation to kill people from a distance. But their speed, their strength, and their reactions are simply incomparable to those rogues. A knife was slashed at a cultivator. The cultivator stepped aside, grabbed the rogue's right arm with his left hand and lifted it up. He broke the right arm with a click, and then the short knife in his right hand went back and forth on the rogue's neck. After cutting it a few times, the skin fell softly as soon as I let go.
An Zheng smiled and said: "To you Huai'an County, I am an outsider. Therefore, you have to resolve the conflicts among your own people. Wang Yanshan, you and Lu Ming can only have one living person come to fight with me." Negotiate terms, so..."
He stood up and walked back to the carriage, standing against the carriage: "Please do as you please."
Wang Yanshan looked at Lu Ming and said coldly: "I really shouldn't have used you in the first place. You ruined everything I worked so hard for."
puff!
Lu Ming burst out laughing: "Your Excellency, you are really wise. You know who will be more useful to you."
County Magistrate Song Zhihai suddenly stood in front of Wang Yanshan with a determined look in his eyes.
The four people should be from the same sect. They all hold the same short sword in their hands, which is more than a foot long and looks cold. These four people moved extremely fast, cutting a bloody path among the more than a hundred rogues. The people watching all around exclaimed, "Who among these people have seen such a murderer?"
County Magistrate Song Zhihai suddenly stood in front of Wang Yanshan with a determined look in his eyes.
Lu Ming subconsciously raised his hand and touched it. His neck was very wet, and then blood started to flow down. The knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He covered his neck with his hands and stepped back. He wanted to speak but couldn't.
The four people should be from the same sect. They all hold the same short sword in their hands, which is more than a foot long and looks cold. These four people moved extremely fast, cutting a bloody path among the more than a hundred rogues. The people watching all around exclaimed, "Who among these people have seen such a murderer?"
Just as he was shouting, a wounded practitioner passed by him and cut his neck open with two knives. He then retreated while fighting, without even looking at him or the man lying on the ground. Bloody brothers.
He pointed at Wang Yanshan: "Kill him, and Huai'an County will still be our world!"
He pointed at Lu Ming and said, "Kill him!"
Lu Ming burst out laughing: "Your Excellency, you are really wise. You know who will be more useful to you."
puff!
Wang Yanshan stood up suddenly: "You really overestimate your capabilities. Do you really think you can turn the world upside down with just the few people you have?"
He pointed at Wang Yanshan: "Kill him, and Huai'an County will still be our world!"
Du Shouxian's face changed with anger: "Damn it, a bunch of scoundrels actually want to rebel? I really don't know where you guys, a bunch of frogs in the well, got the courage! Do you really think you can make trouble with just a few hundred people?!"
The people who were watching ran out for a while and hid in a distance to continue watching. Everyone was inexplicably excited.
"I am an official of the imperial court, and so is he. Even if Wang Yanshan breaks the law, you should not be the one to kill him, but the national law! No matter how many mistakes he makes, he is still an official. As the county magistrate, I can't Watching you kill officials and rebel!"
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment: "Holy shit...who the hell are you? Wang Yanshan hasn't done enough harm to you? You and he are not the same person at all, and you are still protecting him now? You are a county Mr. Cheng, you can’t even protect your own house, why are you protecting the person who robbed your house?”
The practitioner was slashed on the back. He screamed in pain, turned around and cut across the neck, slicing the neck of the person who sneaked up on him. The scoundrel fell down with his hands covering his neck, thick blood flowing out from the gaps in his hands. There was a crackling sound in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
Wang Yanshan had a short sword in his hand, the same short sword as the four dead practitioners before.
Lu Ming knocked Song Zhihai over with three punches and two kicks, and then walked up to the trembling Wang Yanshan with a knife: "Do you think I don't know how many bodyguards you have hired? I have already asked about it. It's just strange people, theirs Those people actually refused to take my money! It’s so fucking unreasonable for a bastard like you to find a few practitioners who are loyal to you.”
He pointed at Lu Ming and said, "Kill him!"
Song Zhihai was trembling. Although he was the county magistrate, he was just a scholar. He held the knife in both hands, and the knife trembled even more than his hands.
He said with cold eyes: "I will kill anyone who blocks my way to make money!"
These four people acted very quickly and had rich killing experience. Their attacks are extremely targeted and have no tricks at all. The target of the attack was either the throat or the heart, and every stab was fatal. And when they cut the necks of those scoundrels, they never cut them with one knife, at least two or even three or four. But because they shot so fast, it didn't take more than a second to cut three or four times back and forth.
County Magistrate Song Zhihai suddenly stood in front of Wang Yanshan with a determined look in his eyes.
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
A cultivator had seven or eight crossbow arrows nailed to his chest, and he took several steps back. A rogue saw the opportunity and rushed up, slashing his neck with a knife. The practitioner's eyes flashed, and he threw the knife and hit the rogue's neck, piercing directly. Then the practitioner rushed forward, pulled out the short knife from his neck, and then stabbed it into the heart of the person behind him. Although his movements were slower, the killing was still as brutal. He put his left arm around the man's neck, held the knife in his right hand, and stabbed the man in the heart five or six times in an instant.
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
Wang Yanshan also laughed: "I knew it would be like this... Use one person's life as a bait to turn Lu Ming and me against each other, and then you, the Duke, will watch the two of us killing each other. It would be best if we both died, right?" Isn’t that right? It saves you the trouble of doing anything. Lord Guo, I know there are a few words that are useless, but I still have to say... I am a cultivator, the leader of a small sect. They are all my disciples, and I only have those four disciples.”
Wang Yanshan had a short sword in his hand, the same short sword as the four dead practitioners before.
The four people should be from the same sect. They all hold the same short sword in their hands, which is more than a foot long and looks cold. These four people moved extremely fast, cutting a bloody path among the more than a hundred rogues. The people watching all around exclaimed, "Who among these people have seen such a murderer?"
He kicked Song Zhihai in the face, and Du Shaoshou was so angry that he wanted to go up. An Zheng pulled Du Shaoshou and shook his head. Although Du Shoushou didn't know what An Zheng was planning, he still stepped back and continued to watch.
The practitioner was slashed on the back. He screamed in pain, turned around and cut across the neck, slicing the neck of the person who sneaked up on him. The scoundrel fell down with his hands covering his neck, thick blood flowing out from the gaps in his hands. There was a crackling sound in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
County Magistrate Song Zhihai suddenly stood in front of Wang Yanshan with a determined look in his eyes.
The moves of those four practitioners are very unique. Because they have not yet reached the realm of Sumeru, they cannot use the power of cultivation to kill people from a distance. But their speed, their strength, and their reactions are simply incomparable to those rogues. A knife was slashed at a cultivator. The cultivator stepped aside, grabbed the rogue's right arm with his left hand and lifted it up. He broke the right arm with a click, and then the short knife in his right hand went back and forth on the rogue's neck. After cutting it a few times, the skin fell softly as soon as I let go.
He pointed at Wang Yanshan: "Kill him, and Huai'an County will still be our world!"
He said with cold eyes: "I will kill anyone who blocks my way to make money!"
An Zheng closed the curtain of the carriage to prevent Gu Qianye and Qu Liuxi from seeing such a scene.
County Magistrate Song Zhihai suddenly stood in front of Wang Yanshan with a determined look in his eyes.
These four people acted very quickly and had rich killing experience. Their attacks are extremely targeted and have no tricks at all. The target of the attack was either the throat or the heart, and every stab was fatal. And when they cut the necks of those scoundrels, they never cut them with one knife, at least two or even three or four. But because they shot so fast, it didn't take more than a second to cut three or four times back and forth.
The people who were watching ran out for a while and hid in a distance to continue watching. Everyone was inexplicably excited.
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
He pointed at Lu Ming and said, "Kill him!"
Wang Yanshan just kept giving discounts, begging for An Zheng's forgiveness, and talking nonsense, promising to get rid of these scourges.
He pointed at Wang Yanshan: "Kill him, and Huai'an County will still be our world!"
He pointed at the dead man: "This is not the ending I want to see."
Swipe, swipe, swipe, after three cuts, the neck is basically connected to a layer of skin.
He raised the knife and was about to chop it down, but suddenly there was a cold feeling on his neck.
At first, the gangsters were very arrogant because of the large number of people, but after more than a dozen people died, their morale was ruined. The people behind started to run away, no matter how Lu Ming shouted, it was useless.
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
Lu Ming knocked Song Zhihai over with three punches and two kicks, and then walked up to the trembling Wang Yanshan with a knife: "Do you think I don't know how many bodyguards you have hired? I have already asked about it. It's just strange people, theirs Those people actually refused to take my money! It’s so fucking unreasonable for a bastard like you to find a few practitioners who are loyal to you.”
Wang Yanshan shook his head: "That's not necessarily true. Do you think you are the one who wants to be the official in the world? No, no, no, they are all me, Wang Yanshan. If I hadn't met you, my ending would not be like this."
At first, the gangsters were very arrogant because of the large number of people, but after more than a dozen people died, their morale was ruined. The people behind started to run away, no matter how Lu Ming shouted, it was useless.
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
An Zheng closed the curtain of the carriage to prevent Gu Qianye and Qu Liuxi from seeing such a scene.
At this time, the defenders in those counties began to move. Although they are not as well-trained as Dayan's regular army, they are not comparable to ordinary local ruffians. Five hundred soldiers quickly gathered around, aimed at the four practitioners and began to fire arrows. They used crossbows, bows and arrows, and all available medium and long-range weapons.
puff!
He pointed at the dead man: "This is not the ending I want to see."
He pointed at the soldiers and the government officials: "These people are all surviving with the money I gave them. Who of them relies on me for their food and drink? If you say that I do evil, they are all accomplices. So as long as If I fall, they know exactly what will happen to them. It doesn’t matter if you say we are frogs in the well.”
He kicked Song Zhihai in the face, and Du Shaoshou was so angry that he wanted to go up. An Zheng pulled Du Shaoshou and shook his head. Although Du Shoushou didn't know what An Zheng was planning, he still stepped back and continued to watch.
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
Five to six hundred people fight against four, and they are only four cultivators in the Ascension Realm. Those four people will soon be unable to hold on.
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
He pointed at the soldiers and the government officials: "These people are all surviving with the money I gave them. Who of them relies on me for their food and drink? If you say that I do evil, they are all accomplices. So as long as If I fall, they know exactly what will happen to them. It doesn’t matter if you say we are frogs in the well.”
"You fucking idiot."
He looked at An Zheng, who shook his head: "Of course not."
He looked at An Zheng, who shook his head: "Of course not."
At this time, the defenders in those counties began to move. Although they are not as well-trained as Dayan's regular army, they are not comparable to ordinary local ruffians. Five hundred soldiers quickly gathered around, aimed at the four practitioners and began to fire arrows. They used crossbows, bows and arrows, and all available medium and long-range weapons.
A scoundrel kicked him down from behind, picked up a brick and started hitting him on the head. The sound of popping was so clear that the scalp of those who heard it was numb. Within a moment, the cultivator was slapped on the head so hard that blood spattered and hit the rogue's face. But he was still grabbing the brick and patting it down hard. At first, blood splashed, then minced meat, and then brains.
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
A cultivator had seven or eight crossbow arrows nailed to his chest, and he took several steps back. A rogue saw the opportunity and rushed up, slashing his neck with a knife. The practitioner's eyes flashed, and he threw the knife and hit the rogue's neck, piercing directly. Then the practitioner rushed forward, pulled out the short knife from his neck, and then stabbed it into the heart of the person behind him. Although his movements were slower, the killing was still as brutal. He put his left arm around the man's neck, held the knife in his right hand, and stabbed the man in the heart five or six times in an instant.
Lu Ming knocked Song Zhihai over with three punches and two kicks, and then walked up to the trembling Wang Yanshan with a knife: "Do you think I don't know how many bodyguards you have hired? I have already asked about it. It's just strange people, theirs Those people actually refused to take my money! It’s so fucking unreasonable for a bastard like you to find a few practitioners who are loyal to you.”
He pointed at Lu Ming and said, "Kill him!"
He picked up a knife from the ground, walked to Wang Yanshan and was about to chop it.
Wang Yanshan had a short sword in his hand, the same short sword as the four dead practitioners before.
Lu Ming became more and more calm: "I said, I am a bad guy. I have no knowledge or knowledge, but I don't want to die. If I kill you, I might still have a way to survive. If I don't fight, everyone will be the same. die!"
"I am an official of the imperial court, and so is he. Even if Wang Yanshan breaks the law, you should not be the one to kill him, but the national law! No matter how many mistakes he makes, he is still an official. As the county magistrate, I can't Watching you kill officials and rebel!"
He let go and the body fell softly.
A cultivator had seven or eight crossbow arrows nailed to his chest, and he took several steps back. A rogue saw the opportunity and rushed up, slashing his neck with a knife. The practitioner's eyes flashed, and he threw the knife and hit the rogue's neck, piercing directly. Then the practitioner rushed forward, pulled out the short knife from his neck, and then stabbed it into the heart of the person behind him. Although his movements were slower, the killing was still as brutal. He put his left arm around the man's neck, held the knife in his right hand, and stabbed the man in the heart five or six times in an instant.
He raised the knife and was about to chop it down, but suddenly there was a cold feeling on his neck.
Lu Ming saw Song Zhihai holding a knife in both hands and waving it around randomly. After dodging, he slapped Song Zhihai on the face and knocked Song Zhihai to the ground: "Are you sick? He occupied your house on the street. Why didn't you resist when I was in the store? I was trying to take revenge on you, and you actually stopped me!"
Five to six hundred people fight against four, and they are only four cultivators in the Ascension Realm. Those four people will soon be unable to hold on.
An Zheng pointed to the frightened couple sitting in the carriage: "The ending was already written from the moment you started harming the people."
A scoundrel kicked him down from behind, picked up a brick and started hitting him on the head. The sound of popping was so clear that the scalp of those who heard it was numb. Within a moment, the cultivator was slapped on the head so hard that blood spattered and hit the rogue's face. But he was still grabbing the brick and patting it down hard. At first, blood splashed, then minced meat, and then brains.
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
puff!
Wang Yanshan also laughed: "I knew it would be like this... Use one person's life as a bait to turn Lu Ming and me against each other, and then you, the Duke, will watch the two of us killing each other. It would be best if we both died, right?" Isn’t that right? It saves you the trouble of doing anything. Lord Guo, I know there are a few words that are useless, but I still have to say... I am a cultivator, the leader of a small sect. They are all my disciples, and I only have those four disciples.”
Lu Ming burst out laughing: "Your Excellency, you are really wise. You know who will be more useful to you."
An Zheng closed the curtain of the carriage to prevent Gu Qianye and Qu Liuxi from seeing such a scene.
puff!
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
Seeing that the man was finally dead, he grabbed his head and stood up, laughing like crazy: "He killed me! I killed him!"
"I am an official of the imperial court, and so is he. Even if Wang Yanshan breaks the law, you should not be the one to kill him, but the national law! No matter how many mistakes he makes, he is still an official. As the county magistrate, I can't Watching you kill officials and rebel!"
The practitioner was slashed on the back. He screamed in pain, turned around and cut across the neck, slicing the neck of the person who sneaked up on him. The scoundrel fell down with his hands covering his neck, thick blood flowing out from the gaps in his hands. There was a crackling sound in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
He pointed at Wang Yanshan: "Kill him, and Huai'an County will still be our world!"
"I said at the beginning that there was no future for following me. They were all loyal, so they refused to leave no matter what. Later, I thought, for a small sect like ours, if you want to get ahead, what can you do? You can only find a way to become an official. Bar."
The cultivator was hit by seven or eight crossbow arrows and was stabbed in the back, but he knew that he would die as long as he didn't kill him, so he had no intention of stopping. Knife after knife was drawn out, killing one by one, but there was too much blood and it became slower and slower.
He pointed at Wang Yanshan: "Kill him, and Huai'an County will still be our world!"
County Magistrate Song Zhihai suddenly stood in front of Wang Yanshan with a determined look in his eyes.
He looked at An Zheng, who shook his head: "Of course not."
An Zheng closed the curtain of the carriage to prevent Gu Qianye and Qu Liuxi from seeing such a scene.
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
Five to six hundred people fight against four, and they are only four cultivators in the Ascension Realm. Those four people will soon be unable to hold on.
The people who were watching ran out for a while and hid in a distance to continue watching. Everyone was inexplicably excited.
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
He kicked Song Zhihai in the face, and Du Shaoshou was so angry that he wanted to go up. An Zheng pulled Du Shaoshou and shook his head. Although Du Shoushou didn't know what An Zheng was planning, he still stepped back and continued to watch.
"I said at the beginning that there was no future for following me. They were all loyal, so they refused to leave no matter what. Later, I thought, for a small sect like ours, if you want to get ahead, what can you do? You can only find a way to become an official. Bar."
Wang Yanshan looked at Lu Ming and said coldly: "I really shouldn't have used you in the first place. You ruined everything I worked so hard for."
Just as he was shouting, a wounded practitioner passed by him and cut his neck open with two knives. He then retreated while fighting, without even looking at him or the man lying on the ground. Bloody brothers.
Wang Yanshan had a short sword in his hand, the same short sword as the four dead practitioners before.
Lu Ming knocked Song Zhihai over with three punches and two kicks, and then walked up to the trembling Wang Yanshan with a knife: "Do you think I don't know how many bodyguards you have hired? I have already asked about it. It's just strange people, theirs Those people actually refused to take my money! It’s so fucking unreasonable for a bastard like you to find a few practitioners who are loyal to you.”
Wang Yanshan just kept giving discounts, begging for An Zheng's forgiveness, and talking nonsense, promising to get rid of these scourges.
The cultivator was hit by seven or eight crossbow arrows and was stabbed in the back, but he knew that he would die as long as he didn't kill him, so he had no intention of stopping. Knife after knife was drawn out, killing one by one, but there was too much blood and it became slower and slower.
At this time, the defenders in those counties began to move. Although they are not as well-trained as Dayan's regular army, they are not comparable to ordinary local ruffians. Five hundred soldiers quickly gathered around, aimed at the four practitioners and began to fire arrows. They used crossbows, bows and arrows, and all available medium and long-range weapons.
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
Wang Yanshan shook his head: "That's not necessarily true. Do you think you are the one who wants to be the official in the world? No, no, no, they are all me, Wang Yanshan. If I hadn't met you, my ending would not be like this."
"I am an official of the imperial court, and so is he. Even if Wang Yanshan breaks the law, you should not be the one to kill him, but the national law! No matter how many mistakes he makes, he is still an official. As the county magistrate, I can't Watching you kill officials and rebel!"
He pointed at Lu Ming and said, "Kill him!"
Song Zhihai was trembling. Although he was the county magistrate, he was just a scholar. He held the knife in both hands, and the knife trembled even more than his hands.
Just as he was shouting, a wounded practitioner passed by him and cut his neck open with two knives. He then retreated while fighting, without even looking at him or the man lying on the ground. Bloody brothers.
He let go and the body fell softly.
A scoundrel kicked him down from behind, picked up a brick and started hitting him on the head. The sound of popping was so clear that the scalp of those who heard it was numb. Within a moment, the cultivator was slapped on the head so hard that blood spattered and hit the rogue's face. But he was still grabbing the brick and patting it down hard. At first, blood splashed, then minced meat, and then brains.
He pointed at the soldiers and the government officials: "These people are all surviving with the money I gave them. Who of them relies on me for their food and drink? If you say that I do evil, they are all accomplices. So as long as If I fall, they know exactly what will happen to them. It doesn’t matter if you say we are frogs in the well.”
Wang Yanshan also laughed: "I knew it would be like this... Use one person's life as a bait to turn Lu Ming and me against each other, and then you, the Duke, will watch the two of us killing each other. It would be best if we both died, right?" Isn’t that right? It saves you the trouble of doing anything. Lord Guo, I know there are a few words that are useless, but I still have to say... I am a cultivator, the leader of a small sect. They are all my disciples, and I only have those four disciples.”
He looked at An Zheng, who shook his head: "Of course not."
He raised the knife and was about to chop it down, but suddenly there was a cold feeling on his neck.
"You fucking idiot."
The cultivator was hit by seven or eight crossbow arrows and was stabbed in the back, but he knew that he would die as long as he didn't kill him, so he had no intention of stopping. Knife after knife was drawn out, killing one by one, but there was too much blood and it became slower and slower.
Five to six hundred people fight against four, and they are only four cultivators in the Ascension Realm. Those four people will soon be unable to hold on.
Seeing that the man was finally dead, he grabbed his head and stood up, laughing like crazy: "He killed me! I killed him!"
The people who were watching ran out for a while and hid in a distance to continue watching. Everyone was inexplicably excited.
Wang Yanshan looked at Lu Ming and said coldly: "I really shouldn't have used you in the first place. You ruined everything I worked so hard for."
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
A scoundrel kicked him down from behind, picked up a brick and started hitting him on the head. The sound of popping was so clear that the scalp of those who heard it was numb. Within a moment, the cultivator was slapped on the head so hard that blood spattered and hit the rogue's face. But he was still grabbing the brick and patting it down hard. At first, blood splashed, then minced meat, and then brains.
The people who were watching ran out for a while and hid in a distance to continue watching. Everyone was inexplicably excited.
Just as he was shouting, a wounded practitioner passed by him and cut his neck open with two knives. He then retreated while fighting, without even looking at him or the man lying on the ground. Bloody brothers.
An Zheng looked at Wang Yanshan: "How is it? Do you feel that you have failed?"
He looked at An Zheng, who shook his head: "Of course not."
A cultivator had seven or eight crossbow arrows nailed to his chest, and he took several steps back. A rogue saw the opportunity and rushed up, slashing his neck with a knife. The practitioner's eyes flashed, and he threw the knife and hit the rogue's neck, piercing directly. Then the practitioner rushed forward, pulled out the short knife from his neck, and then stabbed it into the heart of the person behind him. Although his movements were slower, the killing was still as brutal. He put his left arm around the man's neck, held the knife in his right hand, and stabbed the man in the heart five or six times in an instant.
puff!
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
He said with cold eyes: "I will kill anyone who blocks my way to make money!"
An Zheng smiled and said: "To you Huai'an County, I am an outsider. Therefore, you have to resolve the conflicts among your own people. Wang Yanshan, you and Lu Ming can only have one living person come to fight with me." Negotiate terms, so..."
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
Wang Yanshan was a little scared at first, but then his expression softened when he saw the four people were killed. He walked towards Wang Yanshan: "Master County Magistrate, I have been serving you all these years, and I am easier to handle than your grandson, right? You say one thing, and I dare not say two. But it is different now, it is not you now Death is my death, of course I have no choice.”
Wang Yanshan stood up suddenly: "You really overestimate your capabilities. Do you really think you can turn the world upside down with just the few people you have?"
Song Zhihai was trembling. Although he was the county magistrate, he was just a scholar. He held the knife in both hands, and the knife trembled even more than his hands.
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
"I said at the beginning that there was no future for following me. They were all loyal, so they refused to leave no matter what. Later, I thought, for a small sect like ours, if you want to get ahead, what can you do? You can only find a way to become an official. Bar."
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
puff!
He picked up a knife from the ground, walked to Wang Yanshan and was about to chop it.
Swipe, swipe, swipe, after three cuts, the neck is basically connected to a layer of skin.
Wang Yanshan shook his head: "That's not necessarily true. Do you think you are the one who wants to be the official in the world? No, no, no, they are all me, Wang Yanshan. If I hadn't met you, my ending would not be like this."
Seeing that the man was finally dead, he grabbed his head and stood up, laughing like crazy: "He killed me! I killed him!"
He stood up and walked back to the carriage, standing against the carriage: "Please do as you please."
He pointed at the dead man: "This is not the ending I want to see."
County Magistrate Song Zhihai suddenly stood in front of Wang Yanshan with a determined look in his eyes.
He kicked Song Zhihai in the face, and Du Shaoshou was so angry that he wanted to go up. An Zheng pulled Du Shaoshou and shook his head. Although Du Shoushou didn't know what An Zheng was planning, he still stepped back and continued to watch.
He pointed at the soldiers and the government officials: "These people are all surviving with the money I gave them. Who of them relies on me for their food and drink? If you say that I do evil, they are all accomplices. So as long as If I fall, they know exactly what will happen to them. It doesn’t matter if you say we are frogs in the well.”
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment: "Holy shit...who the hell are you? Wang Yanshan hasn't done enough harm to you? You and he are not the same person at all, and you are still protecting him now? You are a county Mr. Cheng, you can’t even protect your own house, why are you protecting the person who robbed your house?”
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment: "Holy shit...who the hell are you? Wang Yanshan hasn't done enough harm to you? You and he are not the same person at all, and you are still protecting him now? You are a county Mr. Cheng, you can’t even protect your own house, why are you protecting the person who robbed your house?”
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
puff!
Song Zhihai was trembling. Although he was the county magistrate, he was just a scholar. He held the knife in both hands, and the knife trembled even more than his hands.
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
Wang Yanshan looked at Lu Ming and said coldly: "I really shouldn't have used you in the first place. You ruined everything I worked so hard for."
Lu Ming subconsciously raised his hand and touched it. His neck was very wet, and then blood started to flow down. The knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He covered his neck with his hands and stepped back. He wanted to speak but couldn't.
"I am an official of the imperial court, and so is he. Even if Wang Yanshan breaks the law, you should not be the one to kill him, but the national law! No matter how many mistakes he makes, he is still an official. As the county magistrate, I can't Watching you kill officials and rebel!"
He let go and the body fell softly.
He raised the knife and was about to chop it down, but suddenly there was a cold feeling on his neck.
He pointed at Lu Ming and said, "Kill him!"
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
Lu Ming became more and more calm: "I said, I am a bad guy. I have no knowledge or knowledge, but I don't want to die. If I kill you, I might still have a way to survive. If I don't fight, everyone will be the same. die!"
"You fucking idiot."
Wang Yanshan shook his head: "That's not necessarily true. Do you think you are the one who wants to be the official in the world? No, no, no, they are all me, Wang Yanshan. If I hadn't met you, my ending would not be like this."
He said with cold eyes: "I will kill anyone who blocks my way to make money!"
Just as he was shouting, a wounded practitioner passed by him and cut his neck open with two knives. He then retreated while fighting, without even looking at him or the man lying on the ground. Bloody brothers.
A cultivator had seven or eight crossbow arrows nailed to his chest, and he took several steps back. A rogue saw the opportunity and rushed up, slashing his neck with a knife. The practitioner's eyes flashed, and he threw the knife and hit the rogue's neck, piercing directly. Then the practitioner rushed forward, pulled out the short knife from his neck, and then stabbed it into the heart of the person behind him. Although his movements were slower, the killing was still as brutal. He put his left arm around the man's neck, held the knife in his right hand, and stabbed the man in the heart five or six times in an instant.
He kicked Song Zhihai in the face, and Du Shaoshou was so angry that he wanted to go up. An Zheng pulled Du Shaoshou and shook his head. Although Du Shoushou didn't know what An Zheng was planning, he still stepped back and continued to watch.
He pointed at the soldiers and the government officials: "These people are all surviving with the money I gave them. Who of them relies on me for their food and drink? If you say that I do evil, they are all accomplices. So as long as If I fall, they know exactly what will happen to them. It doesn’t matter if you say we are frogs in the well.”
Wang Yanshan looked at Lu Ming and said coldly: "I really shouldn't have used you in the first place. You ruined everything I worked so hard for."
Lu Ming saw Song Zhihai holding a knife in both hands and waving it around randomly. After dodging, he slapped Song Zhihai on the face and knocked Song Zhihai to the ground: "Are you sick? He occupied your house on the street. Why didn't you resist when I was in the store? I was trying to take revenge on you, and you actually stopped me!"
Lu Ming became more and more calm: "I said, I am a bad guy. I have no knowledge or knowledge, but I don't want to die. If I kill you, I might still have a way to survive. If I don't fight, everyone will be the same. die!"
Wang Yanshan was a little scared at first, but then his expression softened when he saw the four people were killed. He walked towards Wang Yanshan: "Master County Magistrate, I have been serving you all these years, and I am easier to handle than your grandson, right? You say one thing, and I dare not say two. But it is different now, it is not you now Death is my death, of course I have no choice.”
Lu Ming burst out laughing: "Your Excellency, you are really wise. You know who will be more useful to you."
He kicked Song Zhihai in the face, and Du Shaoshou was so angry that he wanted to go up. An Zheng pulled Du Shaoshou and shook his head. Although Du Shoushou didn't know what An Zheng was planning, he still stepped back and continued to watch.
Wang Yanshan stood up suddenly: "You really overestimate your capabilities. Do you really think you can turn the world upside down with just the few people you have?"
He kicked Song Zhihai in the face, and Du Shaoshou was so angry that he wanted to go up. An Zheng pulled Du Shaoshou and shook his head. Although Du Shoushou didn't know what An Zheng was planning, he still stepped back and continued to watch.
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
Lu Ming knocked Song Zhihai over with three punches and two kicks, and then walked up to the trembling Wang Yanshan with a knife: "Do you think I don't know how many bodyguards you have hired? I have already asked about it. It's just strange people, theirs Those people actually refused to take my money! It’s so fucking unreasonable for a bastard like you to find a few practitioners who are loyal to you.”
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
Wang Yanshan was a little scared at first, but then his expression softened when he saw the four people were killed. He walked towards Wang Yanshan: "Master County Magistrate, I have been serving you all these years, and I am easier to handle than your grandson, right? You say one thing, and I dare not say two. But it is different now, it is not you now Death is my death, of course I have no choice.”
The cultivator was hit by seven or eight crossbow arrows and was stabbed in the back, but he knew that he would die as long as he didn't kill him, so he had no intention of stopping. Knife after knife was drawn out, killing one by one, but there was too much blood and it became slower and slower.
Wang Yanshan was a little scared at first, but then his expression softened when he saw the four people were killed. He walked towards Wang Yanshan: "Master County Magistrate, I have been serving you all these years, and I am easier to handle than your grandson, right? You say one thing, and I dare not say two. But it is different now, it is not you now Death is my death, of course I have no choice.”
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
Lu Ming knocked Song Zhihai over with three punches and two kicks, and then walked up to the trembling Wang Yanshan with a knife: "Do you think I don't know how many bodyguards you have hired? I have already asked about it. It's just strange people, theirs Those people actually refused to take my money! It’s so fucking unreasonable for a bastard like you to find a few practitioners who are loyal to you.”
Lu Ming subconsciously raised his hand and touched it. His neck was very wet, and then blood started to flow down. The knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He covered his neck with his hands and stepped back. He wanted to speak but couldn't.
The moves of those four practitioners are very unique. Because they have not yet reached the realm of Sumeru, they cannot use the power of cultivation to kill people from a distance. But their speed, their strength, and their reactions are simply incomparable to those rogues. A knife was slashed at a cultivator. The cultivator stepped aside, grabbed the rogue's right arm with his left hand and lifted it up. He broke the right arm with a click, and then the short knife in his right hand went back and forth on the rogue's neck. After cutting it a few times, the skin fell softly as soon as I let go.
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
An Zheng pointed to the frightened couple sitting in the carriage: "The ending was already written from the moment you started harming the people."
He raised the knife and was about to chop it down, but suddenly there was a cold feeling on his neck.
The four people should be from the same sect. They all hold the same short sword in their hands, which is more than a foot long and looks cold. These four people moved extremely fast, cutting a bloody path among the more than a hundred rogues. The people watching all around exclaimed, "Who among these people have seen such a murderer?"
He pointed at Wang Yanshan: "Kill him, and Huai'an County will still be our world!"
He pointed at Wang Yanshan: "Kill him, and Huai'an County will still be our world!"
Lu Ming saw Song Zhihai holding a knife in both hands and waving it around randomly. After dodging, he slapped Song Zhihai on the face and knocked Song Zhihai to the ground: "Are you sick? He occupied your house on the street. Why didn't you resist when I was in the store? I was trying to take revenge on you, and you actually stopped me!"
At this time, the defenders in those counties began to move. Although they are not as well-trained as Dayan's regular army, they are not comparable to ordinary local ruffians. Five hundred soldiers quickly gathered around, aimed at the four practitioners and began to fire arrows. They used crossbows, bows and arrows, and all available medium and long-range weapons.
Lu Ming became more and more calm: "I said, I am a bad guy. I have no knowledge or knowledge, but I don't want to die. If I kill you, I might still have a way to survive. If I don't fight, everyone will be the same. die!"
Wang Yanshan stood up suddenly: "You really overestimate your capabilities. Do you really think you can turn the world upside down with just the few people you have?"
Du Shouxian's face changed with anger: "Damn it, a bunch of scoundrels actually want to rebel? I really don't know where you guys, a bunch of frogs in the well, got the courage! Do you really think you can make trouble with just a few hundred people?!"
Lu Ming subconsciously raised his hand and touched it. His neck was very wet, and then blood started to flow down. The knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He covered his neck with his hands and stepped back. He wanted to speak but couldn't.
The four people should be from the same sect. They all hold the same short sword in their hands, which is more than a foot long and looks cold. These four people moved extremely fast, cutting a bloody path among the more than a hundred rogues. The people watching all around exclaimed, "Who among these people have seen such a murderer?"
"I said at the beginning that there was no future for following me. They were all loyal, so they refused to leave no matter what. Later, I thought, for a small sect like ours, if you want to get ahead, what can you do? You can only find a way to become an official. Bar."
An Zheng smiled and said: "To you Huai'an County, I am an outsider. Therefore, you have to resolve the conflicts among your own people. Wang Yanshan, you and Lu Ming can only have one living person come to fight with me." Negotiate terms, so..."
County Magistrate Song Zhihai suddenly stood in front of Wang Yanshan with a determined look in his eyes.
An Zheng looked at Wang Yanshan: "How is it? Do you feel that you have failed?"
Wang Yanshan had a short sword in his hand, the same short sword as the four dead practitioners before.
An Zheng smiled and said: "To you Huai'an County, I am an outsider. Therefore, you have to resolve the conflicts among your own people. Wang Yanshan, you and Lu Ming can only have one living person come to fight with me." Negotiate terms, so..."
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
He looked at An Zheng, who shook his head: "Of course not."
Wang Yanshan had a short sword in his hand, the same short sword as the four dead practitioners before.
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment: "Holy shit...who the hell are you? Wang Yanshan hasn't done enough harm to you? You and he are not the same person at all, and you are still protecting him now? You are a county Mr. Cheng, you can’t even protect your own house, why are you protecting the person who robbed your house?”
An Zheng pointed to the frightened couple sitting in the carriage: "The ending was already written from the moment you started harming the people."
He kicked Song Zhihai in the face, and Du Shaoshou was so angry that he wanted to go up. An Zheng pulled Du Shaoshou and shook his head. Although Du Shoushou didn't know what An Zheng was planning, he still stepped back and continued to watch.
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
Lu Ming knocked Song Zhihai over with three punches and two kicks, and then walked up to the trembling Wang Yanshan with a knife: "Do you think I don't know how many bodyguards you have hired? I have already asked about it. It's just strange people, theirs Those people actually refused to take my money! It’s so fucking unreasonable for a bastard like you to find a few practitioners who are loyal to you.”
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment: "Holy shit...who the hell are you? Wang Yanshan hasn't done enough harm to you? You and he are not the same person at all, and you are still protecting him now? You are a county Mr. Cheng, you can’t even protect your own house, why are you protecting the person who robbed your house?”
Du Shouxian's face changed with anger: "Damn it, a bunch of scoundrels actually want to rebel? I really don't know where you guys, a bunch of frogs in the well, got the courage! Do you really think you can make trouble with just a few hundred people?!"
puff!
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
Wang Yanshan looked at Lu Ming and said coldly: "I really shouldn't have used you in the first place. You ruined everything I worked so hard for."
An Zheng closed the curtain of the carriage to prevent Gu Qianye and Qu Liuxi from seeing such a scene.
The practitioner was slashed on the back. He screamed in pain, turned around and cut across the neck, slicing the neck of the person who sneaked up on him. The scoundrel fell down with his hands covering his neck, thick blood flowing out from the gaps in his hands. There was a crackling sound in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
The cultivator was hit by seven or eight crossbow arrows and was stabbed in the back, but he knew that he would die as long as he didn't kill him, so he had no intention of stopping. Knife after knife was drawn out, killing one by one, but there was too much blood and it became slower and slower.
Wang Yanshan also laughed: "I knew it would be like this... Use one person's life as a bait to turn Lu Ming and me against each other, and then you, the Duke, will watch the two of us killing each other. It would be best if we both died, right?" Isn’t that right? It saves you the trouble of doing anything. Lord Guo, I know there are a few words that are useless, but I still have to say... I am a cultivator, the leader of a small sect. They are all my disciples, and I only have those four disciples.”
The cultivator was hit by seven or eight crossbow arrows and was stabbed in the back, but he knew that he would die as long as he didn't kill him, so he had no intention of stopping. Knife after knife was drawn out, killing one by one, but there was too much blood and it became slower and slower.
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
He picked up a knife from the ground, walked to Wang Yanshan and was about to chop it.
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
He pointed at the dead man: "This is not the ending I want to see."
No matter how powerful the practitioner is, he only has the power of manpower. After killing hundreds of people, he finally couldn't stop him anymore. He was surrounded by those soldiers, and when he looked at them with his swords, he saw pieces of meat all over the ground, and even the shape of the corpse could hardly be seen. The most strange thing is that none of these four people spoke to each other until their death, and they looked at Wang Yanshan from time to time with complicated eyes.
The four people should be from the same sect. They all hold the same short sword in their hands, which is more than a foot long and looks cold. These four people moved extremely fast, cutting a bloody path among the more than a hundred rogues. The people watching all around exclaimed, "Who among these people have seen such a murderer?"
Wang Yanshan just kept giving discounts, begging for An Zheng's forgiveness, and talking nonsense, promising to get rid of these scourges.
He looked at An Zheng, who shook his head: "Of course not."
Lu Ming knocked Song Zhihai over with three punches and two kicks, and then walked up to the trembling Wang Yanshan with a knife: "Do you think I don't know how many bodyguards you have hired? I have already asked about it. It's just strange people, theirs Those people actually refused to take my money! It’s so fucking unreasonable for a bastard like you to find a few practitioners who are loyal to you.”
The practitioner was slashed on the back. He screamed in pain, turned around and cut across the neck, slicing the neck of the person who sneaked up on him. The scoundrel fell down with his hands covering his neck, thick blood flowing out from the gaps in his hands. There was a crackling sound in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
He pointed at Lu Ming and said, "Kill him!"
puff!
He pointed at Wang Yanshan: "Kill him, and Huai'an County will still be our world!"
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
The cultivator was hit by seven or eight crossbow arrows and was stabbed in the back, but he knew that he would die as long as he didn't kill him, so he had no intention of stopping. Knife after knife was drawn out, killing one by one, but there was too much blood and it became slower and slower.
Wang Yanshan also laughed: "I knew it would be like this... Use one person's life as a bait to turn Lu Ming and me against each other, and then you, the Duke, will watch the two of us killing each other. It would be best if we both died, right?" Isn’t that right? It saves you the trouble of doing anything. Lord Guo, I know there are a few words that are useless, but I still have to say... I am a cultivator, the leader of a small sect. They are all my disciples, and I only have those four disciples.”
A scoundrel kicked him down from behind, picked up a brick and started hitting him on the head. The sound of popping was so clear that the scalp of those who heard it was numb. Within a moment, the cultivator was slapped on the head so hard that blood spattered and hit the rogue's face. But he was still grabbing the brick and patting it down hard. At first, blood splashed, then minced meat, and then brains.
At first, the gangsters were very arrogant because of the large number of people, but after more than a dozen people died, their morale was ruined. The people behind started to run away, no matter how Lu Ming shouted, it was useless.
He said with cold eyes: "I will kill anyone who blocks my way to make money!"
puff!
An Zheng looked at Wang Yanshan: "How is it? Do you feel that you have failed?"
"I said at the beginning that there was no future for following me. They were all loyal, so they refused to leave no matter what. Later, I thought, for a small sect like ours, if you want to get ahead, what can you do? You can only find a way to become an official. Bar."
Swipe, swipe, swipe, after three cuts, the neck is basically connected to a layer of skin.
Wang Yanshan had a short sword in his hand, the same short sword as the four dead practitioners before.
He pointed at the dead man: "This is not the ending I want to see."
The practitioner was slashed on the back. He screamed in pain, turned around and cut across the neck, slicing the neck of the person who sneaked up on him. The scoundrel fell down with his hands covering his neck, thick blood flowing out from the gaps in his hands. There was a crackling sound in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
Lu Ming's body shook a few times and then he fell down. The blood quickly turned the place where he fell red. Wang Yanshan turned to look at the soldiers, with a gloomy face: "You want to kill me? A bunch of idiots! If you really kill me in front of the Grand Duke, will the Grand Duke really keep you?"
Lu Ming knocked Song Zhihai over with three punches and two kicks, and then walked up to the trembling Wang Yanshan with a knife: "Do you think I don't know how many bodyguards you have hired? I have already asked about it. It's just strange people, theirs Those people actually refused to take my money! It’s so fucking unreasonable for a bastard like you to find a few practitioners who are loyal to you.”
He pointed at the dead man: "This is not the ending I want to see."
An Zheng smiled and said: "To you Huai'an County, I am an outsider. Therefore, you have to resolve the conflicts among your own people. Wang Yanshan, you and Lu Ming can only have one living person come to fight with me." Negotiate terms, so..."
Several people suddenly rushed out from the crowd of people watching on the street. They moved quickly and rushed towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming's thugs waved weapons to stop those people, and the scene immediately became heated. But although these scoundrels were large in number, their opponents were four practitioners. The strength of these four people is not very strong, and there is no decent correction in a small place like Huai'an County. The four are all practitioners of the Ascending Realm, but they are far stronger than those rogues.
He stood up and walked back to the carriage, standing against the carriage: "Please do as you please."
"I said at the beginning that there was no future for following me. They were all loyal, so they refused to leave no matter what. Later, I thought, for a small sect like ours, if you want to get ahead, what can you do? You can only find a way to become an official. Bar."
An Zheng pointed to the frightened couple sitting in the carriage: "The ending was already written from the moment you started harming the people."
An Zheng smiled and said: "To you Huai'an County, I am an outsider. Therefore, you have to resolve the conflicts among your own people. Wang Yanshan, you and Lu Ming can only have one living person come to fight with me." Negotiate terms, so..."
Wang Yanshan just kept giving discounts, begging for An Zheng's forgiveness, and talking nonsense, promising to get rid of these scourges.
He picked up a knife from the ground, walked to Wang Yanshan and was about to chop it.
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
"Do you know why they don't take your money, no matter how you try to win over them? Because they are all my disciples."
An Zheng smiled and said: "To you Huai'an County, I am an outsider. Therefore, you have to resolve the conflicts among your own people. Wang Yanshan, you and Lu Ming can only have one living person come to fight with me." Negotiate terms, so..."
Swipe, swipe, swipe, after three cuts, the neck is basically connected to a layer of skin.
Wang Yanshan shook his head: "That's not necessarily true. Do you think you are the one who wants to be the official in the world? No, no, no, they are all me, Wang Yanshan. If I hadn't met you, my ending would not be like this."
He looked at An Zheng, who shook his head: "Of course not."
He let go and the body fell softly.
An Zheng pointed to the frightened couple sitting in the carriage: "The ending was already written from the moment you started harming the people."
He raised the knife and was about to chop it down, but suddenly there was a cold feeling on his neck.