In the face of Li Bingguang's plea for help, Zhang Sanshi was expressionless. "I just said, I can't control what he wants to do, what he asks you, you can choose to answer or not answer, and you have to bear the consequences. ”

"Tell me, why are you doing this!" Xing Feiyu took two steps forward and handed Li Bingguang out, letting his body hang in the air, and there was a sinkhole under his feet.

"What the hell are you going to ask? I said, I'll say everything!" Li Bingguang shouted.

Xing Feiyu's eyes were gloomy. "Why are you doing that? Are you still a human being? ”

Li Bingguang glanced at Zhang Sanshi, if he said it, he would betray the dragon god, but if he didn't say it, he would definitely die, he swallowed his saliva, sweat came out, and finally said it.

"The dragon god handed over this city to me before leaving, saying that he would find me when he needed me, and a while ago, his voice suddenly appeared in my head, telling me to kill all the people born in 2027, because I was afraid that someone would lie about their age, so they killed the entire city of that age, and there was a rebellion, but I suppressed it. ”

After Li Bingguang finished speaking, he asked Zhang Sanshi for help. "Messenger, God has told me to do this, save me. ”

Xing Feiyu roared. "Shut up, you piece of shit, was there anything special about that year?"

"The painful decade ended that year, when the stars fell, taking the darkness with them. Zhang Sanshi answered this question for the commander of the Holy Son Regiment.

"I still don't understand why he did it, what the painful years have to do with him. "As soon as Xing Feiyu lets go, this evil cripple will fall to pieces.

Zhang Sanshi calmly explained: "The incarnation of the gods brought plagues and natural disasters to the world, the seeds did not germinate, and the land did not grow food, but all this ended in that year, and the golden meteor shower took away the year of suffering, and in the prophecy, the person who came into the world that day will be the nemesis of the gods and must be eradicated." ”

"Whose prophecy?" Xing Feiyu asked.

"Yin and yang, one of them, I can't remember clearly. ”

Xing Feiyu dragged Li Bingguang back and threw him on the ground, and the latter ran away from the sinkhole.

"Look at everything Wang Xie has done, damn it, you all deserve to die!" Xing Feiyu pointed at Zhang Sanshi's nose and scolded. "And you, you're all damned accomplices!"

Zhang Sanshi said expressionlessly. "Think about what we should do now?"

"Kill them! Those Holy Sons are damned, they are all inferior to pigs and dogs. Xing Feiyu was deflated after speaking.

He looked at the piles of mute prisoners in the sinkhole, and finally asked Zhang Sanshi beside him. "How can I save them?"

Zhang Sanshi asked rhetorically: "You want to save them?"

"That's right. ”

"If the only way to save them is to kill, imagine what will happen to them when they come out, losing their loved ones, losing the ability to speak, and living in pain forever. ”

Xing Feiyu was silent when he heard this.

At this time, Li Bingguang came back with the Holy Son Regiment and surrounded this place. "Kill that ugly monster for me, just don't hurt the messenger!"

The miscellaneous soldiers of the Holy Son Regiment swarmed up.

Xing Feiyu looked at his hands, especially the animal skin gloves in his right hand, and fell into confusion. "If the only way to salvation is to kill?"

Zhang Sanshi said softly: "That's right, there is no peaceful solution, you have to look at the world with a new vision, the gods have captured this city and left the choice to the human beings themselves, but look at what they did, robbed, raped silver, those people killed countless innocent children, tortured those poor people in cages." ”

The people of the Holy Son rushed up, shouting slogans. "We are the Order of the Holy Son, serving our God, and death cannot frighten us. ”

Xing Feiyu felt sad in his heart, is this the influence you have caused? Wang Xie, create one tumor after another for this world.

As soon as Xing Feiyu raised his hand, a long-handled war knife appeared, shining with golden light, like a dazzling sun being pulled into the shape of a war knife.

He already had a decision in his heart.

Li Bingguang beckoned the soldiers to attack, but he did not move, and shouted on the spot: "Immortal cultivators, I hate immortal cultivators! ”

"Ah Mao!!" Xing Feiyu called, and the kitten jumped off its shoulders and turned into a fierce white tiger.

The roar of the tiger shook the heavens and the earth, and the body jumped into the enemy group, and the fur on the body was like a steel thorn that was short and long, and every time it expanded and contracted, it would kill many people, and people could not get close.

Soon, the Holy Son Regiment realized that there was no way to take the white tiger for a while, and re-locked Xing Feiyu.

"Kill him!!"

In a flash of golden light, Xing Feiyu swung his knife and cut off the waist of the first person who was close to him, his intestines and stomach spilled to the ground, and the upper half let out a short howl, and then stopped abruptly, silent.

The rest of the people who came up suddenly stopped, and in a burst of silence, began to rout and flee, as the saying goes, where are people who are not afraid of death.

In the final analysis, these members of the Holy Son Regiment are just a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers, who are just paralyzing themselves with the slogan that they are not afraid of death, and when it comes to death, the foundation of their hearts will collapse.

The fastest runner was the commander Li Bingguang.

But it was too late to run, and the white tiger's fur stood on end, like a big hedgehog blocking their way.

With every step he took, Xing Feiyu would cut a miscellaneous soldier of the Holy Son Regiment in two, either by the waist or vertically.

The weapons of the Holy Son Regiment could not stop the golden glittering long knife, and the punishment of flying feathers was like mowing grass.

Xing Feiyu's eyes were red, and he shouted in his heart: How many people do I have to kill and how many miles I have to walk to catch up with you and stop you, Wang Xie.

It didn't take long for Li Bingguang to be left alone.

"Don't come, don't come, the messenger will save me!" Li Bingguang searched around, trying to ask Zhang Sanshi for help.

At this time, Zhang Sanshi didn't know where to go.

Li Bingguang sat paralyzed on the ground, his pants were wet, he had killed too many people, and he had seen all kinds of pain when those people died, and because of this, he was most afraid of death coming to him.

He is no longer the loser who stands on the wall and seeks death, he has everything now and does not want to die.

"Spare me, I can give you money, give you women!! I can release them all and bury those children, what the hell do you want. Li Bingguang pleaded.

Xing Feiyu's eyes were full of disgust. "What you say is not your thing, I want your life. ”

"I'll never do these things again, one last time, around me. Li Bingguang kowtowed.

"The last time? Usually the people who say this are scoundrels, and there will be a second, a third, a fourth, countless times. ”

Xing Feiyu raised his hand, the golden light long knife in his hand was like a paintbrush, and he drew on Li Bingguang's body as much as he could, and at the end of the last stroke, the golden light long knife was shattered into dots.

Li Bingguang first slid out of his head with his left cheek, and he wanted to catch it with both hands, but with this movement, his two arms fell off his shoulders and broke into several pieces.

He screamed in horror, his mouth fell off, and his whole body shattered into hundreds of pieces like a fallen ice sculpture.

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