The White Snake City Lord soon learned of the news and was furious.

"This wooden holy war instigated the people under my rule for no reason, it must be the enemy's spies, come and kill him!"

A few years ago, the White Snake City Lord was extremely respectful to the Holy Warriors, and it could even be said that they were like gods, and they were all commensurate with immortals, but today, the White Snake City Lord's attitude has changed greatly, and he is going to kill the Holy Warriors.

The people next to him hurriedly dissuaded: "The city lord can't!"

The White Snake City Lord frowned: "Why?"

"This wood immortal has a close relationship with the Luoyan tribe, and it is even possible that the wood immortal is the immortal secretly worshiped by the Luoyan tribe. If this is the case, there are three immortals in the Luoyan tribe, if even the immortals of the Luoyan tribe are attacked, everyone in the other tribes must be frightened, I am afraid of causing chaos, and our White Snake Five Cities seem to be a family, but in fact they are not concentric, because we suddenly have so many more immortals to worship, they have long been dissatisfied with us, if something happens to us, they will definitely take advantage of the topic to play, encourage their tribes to rebel, and then they will help, we will be in danger. Moreover, the news of the big centipede was brought by this wood immortal, and the team that came back later also confirmed what he said, which shows that the real reason for his doing this was not to cause chaos but to really sympathize with the poor. Attack him, the teacher is unknown. ”

The White Snake City Lord's eyes were full of murderous intent: "Then do you just let him talk nonsense outside?"

"It's ....... The man gritted his teeth and persuaded the White Snake City Lord: "Actually, what the Wood Immortal said also has some truth, now that the situation is urgent, I'm afraid it's too late to pack up our things, we should leave quickly, so as not to have too many dreams at night." City Lord, let's go quickly. ”

The White Snake City Lord's eyes flashed, obviously very tempted, but in the blink of an eye, he frowned again and said nothing.

At this moment, a holy warrior broke in.

This person is very similar to the current Zhao Hong, he **** upper body, hair is scattered, and war paints are used to outline war patterns on his body and face, so he can't see his true face clearly.

"The things have been loaded, we will deliver them ourselves, if you give up your gold and silver belongings, we can leave now!"

The White Snake City Lord was overjoyed, and without a moment of hesitation, he hurriedly ordered: "Set off immediately!"

The mighty convoy lined up from the City Lord's Mansion in White Snake City, heading towards the outside of White Snake City, the front of the convoy had already left the city, but there was still a long convoy in the city behind.

The convoy did not travel smoothly, and halfway through the procession, the convoy was stuck in front of the city gates.

Because many people went out of the city one after another, and the city gate was narrow and difficult to pass, some people wanted to rush out of the city, but this caused such a thing.

The soldiers guarding the convoy hurried to disperse the crowd so that the convoy could leave the city smoothly.

"A group of weak people, who are so ignorant of what to do, are blocking our way!"

One of the holy warriors sitting in the car was clearly furious.

The obstruction of these people made him very unhappy.

Among the men who blocked the gates was a lame man in his forties, living in poverty and working hard all the year round, with gray hair and a wrinkled face.

His right leg was inconvenient, and he limped slowly under the drive of the warriors, holding a polished and smooth branch as a crutch.

When the holy warrior in the car saw this person, he suddenly felt an irrepressible irritability in his heart, and the nameless anger could no longer be suppressed.

Jumped out of the car and kicked the lame man. Kick the cripple to the ground.

But the holy warrior didn't want to kill, he reserved his strength, and only kicked him over with a cripple.

"Don't be slow!

Originally, it was just to use this to get those people to leave quickly, but it had the opposite effect.

"Dad, you killed my dad!" The twenty-four-five-year-old man rushed to the cripple's side, helped the cripple to the ground, and when he saw that the lame man's face was covered with blood, he immediately roared angrily.

When the holy warrior heard that he had killed someone, he was stunned at first, but he deliberately saved his strength, he would not kick people to death this time, why did he kill someone?

When he looked down, he saw that the lame man had hit a stone on the ground, and there was a deep scar that could be seen to the bone, and the blood was not stopping, but the man was not dead.

So he relieved himself and said in a cold voice: "Leave immediately with a cripple!

The man was holding his father, whose face was covered in blood, and his eyes turned red when he heard him say this.

With a loud roar, he rushed towards the holy warrior.

The holy warrior snorted coldly, and stared at the young man with a pair of eyes full of murderous intent, he often kills, he looked at it at this glance, not to mention this weak young man, even the fierce beasts in the mountains and forests, he would be frightened and flee.

But once again, things turned out unexpectedly.

When the young man saw his eyes, he became even more angry, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily and slammed into the holy warrior.

The holy warrior frowned, and secretly said in his heart, it was really bad luck that he had met a madman.

In the face of the people who rushed towards him with his bare hands, the holy warrior did not relent.

He picked up the great axe he was carrying behind his back, and slashed it at the young man's head.

"Poof!"

After a sharp blade slashed through his body, the young man was seen in two by the great axe, and his body fell to the ground, blood splattered in front of the city gate.

Killing the young man, the holy warrior smiled as if nothing had happened, wiped the blood on the blade of the axe on the young man's fallen body, and then put the axe back to his back. I turned around and wanted to get back into the van.

Because of the young man's death, the whole city gate was silent.

The Holy Warrior thought that these people were scared, but something happened that he did not expect.

"Killed! He killed! Yu Jiabao and his son died!"

"Wait, Lao Yu is not dead yet, he still has a breath ....... ”

"It's useless, you look at the wound on his forehead, he's not young anymore, this kind of wound can't heal on its own. ”

"I heard that he has been wandering the streets since he was a child, picking up food to eat, working as a coolie when he grew up, never sleeping in bed, never wearing clothes that do not leak, he is now dependent on his mentally retarded son who picked it up, but he didn't expect to die like this!"

Some people talk a lot.

Others were very excited.

"Brothers, the city lord didn't let us out of the city, but he himself ran away, this is because he wants us to be the sacrifice of that monster, he and the monster have already discussed, the city will use our lives to satisfy that monster! They don't let us out of the city, everyone who leaves the city will be killed!"

"I didn't believe it at first, but now I do! Brothers, rise up and resist, or we will all die!"

"Roar, roar, fight!"

"Fight! fight!"