Chapter 1684: Bloodbath in the Twelve Districts
At a glance, there are large landslides,
A soft roar brought down people like the wind.
A sword slashes down, killing thousands of weights.
One step at a time, the shadow turned into nothing.
Even when the holy soldiers hit him, the people were fine, but the weapons changed shape.
Such a method is shocking and incredible.
The monk's eyes were about to pop out, and his body was cold, and his legs and feet were weak.
In the twelfth district, the mountains stretch, the land is red and barren, and the clouds in the void are like a rain of arrows, all of which are coming towards the mountains on this side.
Aggressive......
The sharp sword qi spread out in all directions, slashing several Protoss monks into pieces, and after smashing the monks, the residual sword qi rushed directly into the hard stone, and the hundred-meter-thick granite would be cut through.
"Yellow!"
The starting style of the light and shadow sword duel, a simple horizontal slash contains all kinds of killing intent changes.
Rumble!
Wu Heng held the Longyuan Sword and slashed, and a wisp of immortal qi rushed out with the momentum of turning over the river and the sea, shaking the void and roaring, cracking a large black crack several miles long.
A few miles away, more than a dozen rays of glow rushing towards the mountain on this side were all split down and turned into a cloud of blood mist.
"What a sharp sword move!"
"More than a dozen monks from the Seven Realms of the Seven Realms of the Gods were killed a few miles away!!"
"Just using a wisp of immortal qi is so powerful. β
Many Terran monks and miners exclaimed, each beginning to guess his identity.
The Protoss monks of the entire Twelve Districts are pouring towards this side, like a rolling torrent, about to completely submerge this mountain!
Even if the white-clothed young man is strong, he is alone after all, even if he can look down on the twelve districts, what about the other areas? There are too many Protoss cultivators guarding the scene, nearly tens of thousands of people, and there is no shortage of top existences of the younger generation like Fang Mo.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Grandpa Zhong hurriedly shouted at Li Li, who was standing beside Wu Heng in a daze: "Li Li, you don't come back soon!"
Hearing Grandpa Zhong's shout, Li Li's eyes were firm, and he shook his head and said, "No, this friend came here because I led the way, even if I can't fight side by side with him, I have to stand in the open and cheer for him." β
"Do you know him?" asked Grandpa Zhong.
Li Li replied truthfully: "I just knew, but when I saw it, I was like a confidant, and Fang just saved my life under that scar bastard, and he is my Li Li's benefactor!"
"Scar bastard, the one who whips people's blood every day?" asked Grandpa Zhong.
"It's him, he was killed just now, that guy should have died a long time ago. Li Li nodded, looking at the angry look on his face, it was obvious that he had long been eager to break the Scar Overseer into pieces.
As soon as these words came out, cheers rang out all around, and many Terran miners were relieved, the scarface was notoriously fierce, and he carried a whip every day to splash blood.
Li Li said again: "This friend came to our 12th District this time, because he can't get used to the vicious behavior of the Protoss, and he wants to wash the 12th District with blood to save everyone." β
"He's here to save us?" the Terran miner, who had previously cowered, let his guard down and asked.
"Yes, he asked me to lead the way, just to save everyone from this hell!" Li Li nodded, his voice resounding throughout the mountain.
The stupid girl, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with dark skin and tattered clothes, immediately rejoiced and excitedly said, "This is great, I can finally escape from the clutches of the Protoss!"
Many young people were excited, and when they looked at Wu Heng again, they were no longer blind worship, and there was more gratitude in their eyes.
However, the older generation looked solemn, they knew very well how difficult it was to escape once they fell into the hands of the Protoss, and they were not as naΓ―ve as the young people.
The older generation of miners has experienced too many such things, the human race is not without strong people, not without people with a righteous heart, such things have also been experienced many times, but most of the people who come to the rescue are very bleak.
There was even a Terran monk in his fifties who looked unhappy and shouted at Wu Heng: "Young man, you hurry up, the more Protoss monks we kill, the greater the punishment we will receive, you are not saving people, you are harming people, do you understand?"
Hearing this, Li Li suddenly became angry, looked at the famous human monk and said, "Uncle Zheng He, I have always admired you for taking care of our juniors on weekdays, but today, what you said was a bit excessive, people came to the rescue with a pure heart, but you said that he came to harm us." β
Zheng He was only in his fifties, but his skin was already very old, obviously overworked, he looked at Li Li and scolded angrily: "What do you know, twenty years ago, a Terran master also came to the rescue and killed thousands of Protoss monks, but he was still defeated, injured and fled. β
"But they are all heroes, they are here to save us, they shouldn't treat heroes like this!" Li Li shouted, his blood boiling with excitement.
Zheng He shook his head and said: "You are wrong, they are not heroes, they are just heroes, although the twenty-young Terran powerhouse killed thousands of gods, in the end they were not able to save one person and escaped? And what is the final result, do you know what? You don't know at all, almost all the tens of thousands of miners of my generation died because of this, I was just lucky to escape, otherwise I would have died in that catastrophe!"
Many of the older generation also recalled this time, and burst into tears, "Yes, I also remember the catastrophe when I was twenty young, my friends and brothers are all dead, and not one person in a hundred people will survive......"
"Yes, that Terran powerhouse has killed thousands of Protoss by himself, and he is indeed majestic, and he left calmly, but what about us, the Protoss poured out his anger on us, tens of thousands of people, tens of thousands of corpses in the wilderness!"
"Why is the person who came to save us a hero? If he is a hero, why did he run away while tens of thousands of miners who had already been enslaved were killed?" shouted many of the older generation with uncontrollable emotions, their eyes red.
They do need to be rescued, but they are even more afraid of being rescued, because there is no possibility of success, and a failed rescue will only lead to devastating disaster.
Li Li shook his head, he looked at these elders who took good care of him on weekdays and shouted: "You are wrong, you are all wrong, we should resist, not sit idly by!"
"Young man, wake up, haven't we resisted before? Resistance only hastened death!"
"If you don't resist, then you will be enslaved forever, you will never be able to raise your head, and you will always be just a slave to be killed by the Protoss at will!" Li Li shouted.
"This is fate, this is fate, do you understand?" Zheng He and other older miners said helplessly.
"Hurry up, young man, don't come to harm us......" Many miners were driving Wuheng away.
Of course, there are not a few people who support Wuheng, such as Grandpa Zhong, he said: "Young man, I believe in your ability, there are people to discuss good and bad in everything, and firmly believe in your choice!"
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