readx;?? Since they will come to pay homage to these war criminals, it means that they are all fanatics, in their eyes, Yan Feng's behavior is to defile the temple, and there is no redemption for death, and they should be chopped into meat sauce to relieve their hatred!

"Shoot!" The commander of the guard gave the order, his eyes full of murderous intent. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Kagura Tsutsuru was shocked!

She never thought that the commander of these guards actually ordered to shoot, and now in a legal society, even if there is inappropriate behavior in breaking into the temple, he should be held legally responsible, but these guards have shot.

How so?

Kagura Katsuru was a little incredulous, because she knew that the guards didn't shoot Yan Feng because of Yan Feng's actions, but because they really wanted to kill Yan Feng.

They are driven by the hatred in their hearts, and if they were replaced by Dongyang people, they would never be so indifferent to life.

To be honest, at the beginning, Kagura Juetsuru had already guessed that Yan Feng would definitely do something extremely unfavorable to the temple when he came to the temple, and she was still very repulsed in her heart, after all, since she was a child, she also regarded the temple as her spiritual holy place, and she did not allow anyone to defile the temple.

But seeing the scene in front of her, she began to understand Yan Feng a little, this kind of hatred has reached the point of being irresolvable, so does Yan Feng still need mercy?

"Bang!"

Under the gaze of a group of hideous faces, the muzzle of the gun spewed sparks, and they seemed to see a picture of bullet holes and blood all over the ground, which would make them feel excited.

But at the moment when the sparks burst out, the man disappeared, and it was so strange that when he reappeared, the man had already appeared behind the guard commander, and a palm was pressed on the commander's head.

The man's eyes were sharp, and his palm was slightly twisted, as if he was twisting a mineral water bottle.

Click!

A crunch!

The guard commander's head spun one hundred and eighty degrees, and then his body fell to the ground limply, his eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity.

The other guards were all stupid, their commander was not only an elite in the army, but also a martial arts master, and he was killed inexplicably.

Some onlookers were also stunned, just because Yan Feng's movements were too fast, too weird, and people felt dangerous, and some people screamed: "Kill him, shoot him, you fools......"

"Bang ......"

Those guards immediately re-fired, Yan Feng's figure disappeared again, leaving an afterimage in the same place, shuttling through the crowd, those guards were already crazy, they didn't care about anything at all, and shot vigorously, aiming at Yan Feng's afterimage.

It's just a pity that not only did Yan Feng fail to hurt a single hair, but those bullets hit the bodies of those worshippers, and immediately screamed again and again, blood splashed everywhere, and nearly half of the worshippers were hit by stray bullets and fell in a pool of blood, with an inexplicable face, maybe none of them would have imagined that they would die like this.

Click!

Yan Feng dodged in front of a guard, and with a punch, the guard's head was exploded, turning into a ball of paste.

It's terrible, it's terrible, and all feel the threat of death.

The guards completely lost their minds, the guns in their hands were simply a frenzied strafing, indiscriminate attacks, those worshippers were completely destroyed, another group of people were killed, and everyone else was frightened, crying and fleeing in all directions, trying to escape from here.

However, how can a person's leg pass a bullet quickly, someone just ran to the door, and was directly shot in the head by a bullet and fell to the gate.

Kagura Juehe's body was trembling, in normal times, she would have already made a move, but now she didn't dare, she knew that Yan Feng was venting the anger in her heart, if she made a move to stop it, when Yan Feng really made a move, it was estimated that there would not be a living person left here.

After a strafing shot, only a few of the nearly 100 worshippers managed to pull out of the main hall, and the rest were either killed directly, or were shot, lying in a pool of blood, with a scream like killing pigs.

Yan Feng still didn't get hurt at all, and the guards stopped shooting, their eyes were full of fear, they felt that Yan Feng was simply a devil.

"What people!"

With a loud shout, seven people rushed over like lightning, and they didn't need to guess to know that they were masters of guarding the temple, how could they not alarm them if there was such a big movement here?

Four Martial Kings, two half-step Saint Realms, and one Saint Realm powerhouses, all of them are here!

"Bastard, you dare to be presumptuous in the temple, you are looking for death!" A martial king shouted.

With an angry look on his face, the Saint Realm master saw Kagura Jue Tsuru and said coldly, "Kagura Jue Tsuru? What do you mean? Could this be the meaning of the old ghost Kagura-o? ”

Kagura Juetsuru knew this Sacred Realm master, stepped forward, and said respectfully: "Mr. Fujiwara, the Kagura family is duty-bound in this matter, but there is nothing to be done!" ”

Yan Feng was brought by her, but she couldn't stop any of Yan Feng's actions.

Fujiwara Kyo was furious and said: "What a helpless one, he dares to be presumptuous in the temple, even if the old ghost of Kagura is here, he has to give me an explanation!" ”

Kagura Katsuru took a step back and stopped talking, knowing that this matter was not something she could control.

"You're here to watch the gate?" Yan Feng looked at Fujiwara Jing and asked.

"Chinese?" Fujiwara Jing heard Yan Feng's identity, and his eyes suddenly had a fierce murderous intent.

"Yes, I'm Chinese, how about we make a deal?" Yan Feng said with a smile.

"Hmph, are you qualified to make a deal with me? Leave your head behind, pay homage to the harassed god of the temple, and take him down! Fujiwara Kyo said coldly.

When those guards saw that their protector was coming, they suddenly came to their senses again, and pointed their guns at Yan Feng again, but Yan Feng shook his head and said, "It's really difficult to do business now, why can't you just sit down and talk?" It's going to be a fight. ”

"Bang ......"

The gunshot rang out, and Yan Feng's body turned into an afterimage again, shuttling among the guards, and every time he approached someone, he stretched out his hand to strike! His hand slapped his head, locked his throat, or hit his chest, and all the guards who were hit fell to the ground in an instant.

Fujiwara Kyo was shocked, and after those guards fell to the ground, he saw clearly that those guards were all killed instantly by inhumane killing methods such as smashing their heads, pinching their necks, and shattering their internal organs!

What a murderous means!

In an instant, a group of nearly 100 guards all fell to the ground, not a single one alive gasping for breath, and not even a single intact corpse was found.

"Kill him for me!" Fujiwara Kyo roared.

The four Martial King masters immediately dispatched, and they were able to kill this group of guards lightly, and they were able to do it, there was really nothing remarkable.

Yan Feng moved again, with the same means, he grabbed the head of a martial king with one hand, and pulled it casually, the head was pulled off as if it was a turnip, and the blood poured into the sky, almost spraying onto the canopy of the main hall.

grabbed the shoulder of a martial king with his backhand, grabbed his foot with one hand, and pulled it hard, and the whole person was torn in half, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground.

Yan Feng casually whipped half of the body in his hand as a whip to the third Martial King, and the Third Martial King immediately flew out and hit the wall, knocking the wall out of a huge human-shaped pit, the front chest and back were all pretended to be paste, and the internal organs inside turned into a ball of meat sauce, killing him on the spot!

Yan Feng stopped, because the fourth Martial King stopped his attack, standing there, trembling all over, his face was frightened, his pants were wet, and a stench rose up, he was actually scared to pee!

It's terrible, it's terrible, where is there such a killing?

If you treat ordinary people, forget it, but they are martial kings, they are like little chickens in front of him, vulnerable!

Yan Feng frowned and said, "It's so stinky, and you still pee your pants when you're so old, are you ashamed?" ”

With a slap of the palm, the last Martial King flew out, directly knocked out a big hole in the wall, and disappeared, with such a great force, he would definitely not survive.

The two half-step Saint Realms were also terrified, they were really shocked, and they didn't even have the courage to make a move.

"Who the hell are you?" Fujiwara Kyo's voice trembled a little as he asked.

"Yan Feng!"

Suddenly, Fujiwara Jing's face changed greatly, and there was a trace of undisguised fear in his eyes, the first battle in the East China Sea back then, the battle of Mount Tai half a year ago, for a master of his level, how could he not not understand?

Such a master is simply not something he can compete with!

"Now it's time for us to talk about deals."

Yan Feng grinned, trying his best to make his smiling face approachable, so that the children wanted to come over and make love to him when they saw it.

But in the eyes of Fujiwara Kyo and the two half-step Saint Realm masters, it was a demonic smile, which made even the hairs stand on end.

There was a bloody case in the temple, which immediately caused a violent sensation, the police station was dispatched, the major media were dispatched, and some people who like to be lively also came, and countless people suddenly gathered in front of the temple, and there were crowds of people.

At this moment, the gate of the temple suddenly collapsed, and it fell to the ground with a bang, exposing the entire temple hall to everyone's eyes.

Fujiwara Jing's face was iron-blue, but he was helpless, gritted his teeth and said, "Smash me!" ”

A half-step Saint Realm master made a move, rushed to the incense case of the tablet, raised a hammer, and smashed it on top of a tablet, which was smashed to pieces.

The crowd of onlookers outside was shocked, how could this be, the tablet that was enshrined as a god in their minds was smashed by someone, this is blasphemy, this is a great sin that cannot be washed away even if it enters the eighteen layers of hell. ，

"Stop!"

"Bastard, what are you doing? Are you crazy? ”

"Damn, you dare to smash the god tablet, don't you want to live?"

But the half-step Saint Realm master didn't care at all, he slammed the hammer with a hammer, and all the tablets on the table were smashed in a few clicks.

That's not all, another half-step Saint Realm master walked out, holding a wooden bucket in one hand and a white sail in the other, on which eight words were written in Dongyang and Chinese: Crime is monstrous, birds and beasts are inferior!

The half-step Saint Realm master opened the wooden barrel again, and immediately there was a foul smell, it was dung, or it had been fermented for several days, and there were still living things in it.

Directly raised the wooden barrel and poured the distinction inside on all the god tablets.