I saw that he got the news, hurriedly walked forward, and saw Yanchen standing aside at a glance through the crowd.

After walking a few steps, he hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Young Master Yan, I'm here." ”

Feeling the erratic killing intent on Yanchen's body, Zhou Wuyang couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, he wouldn't kill himself.

"Kneel!"

Yanchen said coldly.

Zhou Wuyang, who was in a panic, suddenly fell to his knees, under Yanchen's momentum, he didn't have time to think about it at all, as long as Yanchen said something, he complied.

Kneeling down in a hurry, what Zhou Wuyang was waiting for was an even colder killing intent.

"Confess in front of my parents!"

Holding back the killing intent in his heart, Yanchen said coldly.

At this time, Zhou Wuyang had completely lost his ability to think, just because standing in front of Yanchen was too terrifying.

At this time, I only heard Feng Biao shouting, "Zhou Wuyang, kneel!"

Immediately afterwards, those clansmen who also belonged to the Zhou family all knelt on the ground, and at this time they already felt a trace of oppressive atmosphere gradually enveloping them.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, hula la, kneeling on the ground, without making a sound.

"Wait, there will be more shows to watch next, this Zhou Wuyang can be regarded as picking up a life! The remaining three are not easy to say. ”

Everyone whispered, but saw that Feng Biao received a report from one person, and looked at the mighty crowd not far away walking towards this side, only to see that there were a few people at the head of the row carrying a stretcher, and several people behind him were also listless, and their faces were even gray, and they no longer had the arrogance of the past.

The last few people had calm faces, and from time to time they seemed to be driving them away.

"This is someone from the Wang family?"

"Yes, you didn't see the man on the stretcher, that's not Wang Lun!"

"Is he? When did he become like this, didn't I hear he was crazy?"

"Who knows, look!"

This secluded road became the road of death that they walked step by step, and every time one of the people in the crowd tried to stop, a man would appear behind him, and he would go up and kick him a few times, wail for a while, and then get up and walk forward.

"The Wang clan has arrived!"

Hearing Feng Biao's shout, the crowd on the side automatically dodged a path and quietly watched them walk in.

"Yanchen! I won't let you go!"

Just as everyone outside was talking, they heard an angry roar from the crowd in front of them.

"This Wang Lun is not crazy!"

caused many people to doubt the rumor, listening to Wang Lun's angry voice just now, it didn't look like a crazy person could make it at all.

Yanchen looked at Wang Lun who was passing through the crowd, and the killing intent in his eyes suddenly became even better.

And when Feng Biao heard this shout, he instantly sent someone to surround this place.

"Insult my master, kneel!"

Feng Biao stepped forward and grabbed this person and directly pressed him to the ground.

Wang Lun who was struggling had no meaning, and looking at the stone tablet in front of him, Wang Lun let out a miserable laugh.

"Hate that I didn't destroy your whole clan back then!"

Wang Lun almost gritted his teeth and said it, now that he knew that he was not far from death, it was better to die generously than to die begging for mercy.

"Kill!"

Yanchen let out a low snort.

I saw that the corner of Feng Biao's eyes behind him was cold, and a short blade had already appeared in his hand, in Wang Lun's somewhat frightened gaze, with a cold piece of cold around his neck, and then Wang Lun struggled on the spot, his empty eyes kept looking at the stone tablet in front of him, and let out a miserable laugh.

He's dead!

This is the only dead person on the field today, and it is also Wang Lun, the patriarch of the Wang clan.

With an uproar, the crowd that surrounded them hurriedly took a few steps back, and the speed at which Yanchen killed people didn't give them any chance at all.

"Yan Gongzi, Yan Gongzi, spare us, since Wang Lun is dead, please let us go!"

Then Yanchen looked at Feng Biao again, closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, there was no color in his eyes, "Kill!"

The word came out of his mouth as if there were no ripples.

These people say kill and kill, and there is no explanation.

Seeing this, Feng Biao on the side suddenly shook his body with the coldness of his eyes, thinking that he was also ruthless, but in front of Yanchen, he was really like a lactating lamb.

"Young Master Yan, you can't kill us, we can still discuss!"

Some of the people in front of the stele knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, some had no other faces, and some even scolded them.

Feng Biao waved his hand, and instantly walked in from the outside, and as they approached, these people became excited, and rushed around casually.

But no matter how fast they were, how could they escape the short blade in Feng Biao's hand, and they were killed here by other men almost instantly.

The rest of the people were looking at Yanchen anxiously, yesterday Yanchen had said that they would let them live, but looking at this fierce and vicious few people in front of them, they couldn't help but worry about their fate.

Yanchen just glanced at it casually and shouted again, "Kneel!"

Where did these people still have any resistance, they knelt directly on the ground, looked at the stone tablet, and never dared to raise their heads again.

"Feng Biao, read these documents again!"

As he spoke, he saw a page of paper passed from Yanchen's hand.

Feng Biao took it and looked at the bloody events above, and at this time he couldn't wait to slash the man on the ground a few times.

It's said that he is a bastard enough, but compared to them, he is actually a good person.

The people around didn't know what Yan Chen handed out, but Feng Biao cleared his throat and walked outside, reading out loud the accusations of each of them.

At first, people's fear of Yanchen gradually changed behind this thing, it turned out that he killed some moths, these people bullied men and women, and there were thousands of people who died directly or indirectly at their hands.

"Well killed!"

As Feng Biao's words fell, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd.

"Well killed!"

"Such scum should be killed!"

The indignation in the crowd made the kneeling people wish they could disappear here, and they always felt that these people were also filled with a sense of disgust in the eyes of these people looking at them.

"Young Master Yan, what about them, should they also be killed!"

After hearing so many bloody incidents, people realized that the Wang family, who had been in their mouths all along, was so vicious behind their backs.

"They don't die!"

Yan Chen just said lightly, and then the crowd instantly quieted down, and now they have believed seventy percent of Yan Chen's words, which shows that he is not a bad killer.