Text Chapter 701 Drag on the killing
Gasani's face was cold, he didn't expect Afifa, who was a little girl a few years ago, to have such a strong performance.
But in front of him, Afifa was still a little girl who was only seventeen years old, and then he didn't make a defense, no longer paying attention to her, and turned to look at the cultivators beside him:
"You guys go up and get the people out, lock up the faΓ§ade, and take down anyone who dares to stand in the way, except for Princess Aphifa! In the event of strong resistance, Lord Issa will bring someone to the scene later! β
Those people might have been afraid of Ah Ming, who was standing on the side before, but when they heard this, they no longer hesitated, and they were led by a third-level master, that is, a high-level king, and walked to the door.
Ah Ming shot at this moment, because of the suddenness of the incident, the distance between the two sides was close, just a face, the senior king was killed on the spot, at this time the scimitar in Ah Ming's hand showed its substance, shimmering in the scorching sun.
Because it was a sneak attack, several other kings were furious and attacked Ah Ming one after another, as if they had suddenly forgotten Ah Ming's strength, which was originally regarded as a terror.
Ah Ming's face was not clear, he was still a ball of cold killing intent, and in the face of the few people who were only the strongest people who were intermediate kings, with a swing of the knife, there was a bloody light that appeared.
At this time, the crowd of onlookers gathered around the pool outside the store were already screaming and fleeing in all directions.
In order to avoid damage to the door of the store, a few knives to avoid the attacking enemy, Amin has already come to the already empty street.
At this moment, several remaining intermediate and high-level powerhouses took advantage of the war to move out, and there was no one in front of the door, and they were already quietly forcing into the store.
Unexpectedly, Fu Chen made a move in the next moment, and there was no blade in his hand, but when the wind blew in his palm, some cultivators either had their arms cut off, or their legs were separated from their bodies.
Although he did not take anyone's life, the degree of ruthlessness is much more ferocious than Ah Ming, who killed people on the spot.
That Ghassani was already shaking all over, he was an ordinary person, even if he was a high-ranking official, he was in an endless panic.
He would never have imagined that Princess Afifa's subordinates would make a strong attack without warning, and their strength was so strong that it was suffocating, and the high-ranking king, who was high in the eyes of countless people, actually fell to the ground and died without even stepping down.
Not only that, but the several kings that Ah Ming faced only took a few more rounds, and they all died with a scream one after another.
The only early king also knelt on the ground, and shouted out a series of confessions from Li Zhi's mouth.
Li Zhi hurriedly reminded loudly: "Ah Ming, save that person's life!" β
Hearing this, Ah Ming's subordinates still didn't stop, but they turned to the wind and instantly restrained the man's body.
Li Zhiyan walked towards the Ghassani, stretched out his hand and slapped him, with a mouth full of white teeth under the scorching sun, with a few traces of blood, and fell to the side.
Suddenly, an Oriental face abuser appeared, and it was aimed at the officials of the current dynasty, and in the crowd of onlookers in the distance, the irrepressible discussion voice burst out for a while.
Then Afifa walked out of the store, and although the identity of the princess was well known, few people could identify her specific intentions.
The Arab nation is inherently fierce, with the plundering characteristics of nomadic herders and the cunning characteristics of merchants, fighting each other either ambushes or robbing, bloody and cruel, hatred and revenge passed down from generation to generation.
Seeing that there were people of the tribe, and that officials were either beheaded or bullied by strangers, some people raised their cries in the crowd.
Li Zhi was not angry, but somewhat understood, the desert climate is so harsh, and the life of the people here has always been extremely difficult.
The steppes where the nomads live are not the Mongolian steppes, but small desert oases isolated from each other.
People who have lived in such a small oasis for thousands of years have developed a lonely, self-centered, and difficult to cooperate with others.
The appearance of caravans between the small oases is inevitable, as are the ambushes and robberies of the caravans. Because the desert climate is so harsh, it is common for the grass and trees to dry up after a long period of drought and no rain, and the nomadic herders who are in a desperate situation have to rob to make a living.
The constant robbery is not only increasing the distrust and division between each other, but also constantly creating stories of hatred and revenge. When the hatred is extreme and there is no power to take revenge, use a suicide terrorist attack to take revenge.
They are accustomed to being robbed and killed at any time, or being killed by revenge, and they don't know if they can survive tomorrow if they live today.
One day, I suddenly saw a bloody scene in front of everyone, and the injured party was caused by a foreign race, so I squandered a lot of money and was depressed.
However, obviously Ah Ming couldn't see that there was an insulting voice in the crowd involving Afifa, grabbed a corpse on the ground, and threw it far away from the crowd.
It was a distance of nearly thirty zhang, and more than 100 catties of corpses fell into the crowd in an instant, and many of those who were mixed in the crowd were contaminated by the whistling flesh stains before they had time to dodge.
This time it frightened some people who were angry for a while, and the incendiary slogans before were silent in a blink of an eye, and they ran away in panic again.
The officials who had retreated far away were hesitating to step forward to maintain order from the same panic, and a large number of people arrived at the south entrance of the Reese market.
The Rees Market, which usually does not allow cars and horses to enter, suddenly appeared hundreds of heavily armed soldiers, galloping fast and rumbling towards it.
Ghassani, who was falling to the ground wailing, half-turned to look, with joy on his face, and immediately shouted loudly: "Lord Issa, please avenge Aniza, the man was killed by Amin!" β
Issa sat in the carriage at the back of the military queue, his head sticking out and shouting something to the military leaders beside him.
At this time, Fu Chen had already left the captured person in the store, and left him to Afeifa's side, and the other Si Xiangwen and Xing Yichun took out their blades and walked slowly to the street.
Only Xin Jingshan was quite calm and came to Li Zhi's side unhurriedly: "Mr. Li, how do you plan to deal with it?" β
Li Zhi looked at Afeifa, and Afeifa smiled faintly: "These people intend to assassinate me, no matter how many people come, just cut and kill, do what you think in your heart, don't worry too much!" β
Li Zhi looked at Ah Ming again, and the latter said: "What Princess Afifa said is true, all the people who come today will be treated as assassinating members of the royal family, and they may be able to take this opportunity to eradicate a big scourge for Hisham!" β
Both of them responded like this, and Li Zhi knew it in his heart, which showed that they were already aware of their deep intentions.
The divided Arab empire will only plunge the country and its people into deep misery for a long time, and if the Abdul royal family cannot solve even the opposition of a Manlorin province or even a small city of Burin, how can there be centralized unification?
The assassination of a member of the royal family is a major event in any country, and even if it causes social unrest, it must be suppressed with force.
And the first batch of people to come obviously did not taboo the existence of Afifa and Amin, which shows that this incident is suspected of being deliberately planned.
Even the young Ah Feifa can see Li Zhi's intentions, although he has never asked about political affairs, how can Ah Ming, who has repeatedly fought on the battlefield, not see through a trace of weirdness.
Li Zhi then turned to the people: "There is no need to negotiate again, except for the leader, all the people who come will be killed, let us wash Brin in blood today!" β
At this time, the soldiers of the army had already rushed to within ten zhang, and Ah Ming made the first move, and there was a chaotic sound, and the dozen or so horses that rushed in front of him, together with the drivers, were already in different places.
In the midst of the blood and light, Si Xiangwen and Xing Yichun circled around the sides of the army, their bodies were as fast as thunder and lightning, accompanied by the sword light, and almost in the blink of an eye, they set off the limbs and screams in the sky.
Fu Chen and Liqi swept high into the air, and their target was the master-level powerhouse around the two carriages behind.
Those masters were still furious, and they pulled out their waist knives suddenly, and before the sharp blades could be pointed out, they were startled by the figure from a high place and broke out in a cold sweat.
The two figures are clearly higher beings beyond the master level, and just the momentum is enough to make them tremble.
Fu Chen jumped first, and a shocking sword intent followed, bursting out in the crowd.
The surrounding sergeants couldn't help but be terrified, and one by one they shook their bodies without hesitation, and then fell off their horses, and immediately spread their legs, like lost dogs, and fled in all directions.
The next moment, as soon as he left his body, the long sword qi in his hand spewed out, and it immediately exploded, turning into a flood of sword qi pouring into the sky.
A dazzling white light burst out of the sky, and blood burst out, and countless blood-colored voids ran out of the bodies of the two second-level master realmers.
The first to leave it, so that Fu Chen's competitive heart suddenly rose, with a flick of his wrist, the sword in his hand cut out a sharp Dou Xuan, and the ground was dazzling, and the shrouded place, the other two masters were also accompanied by a tearing piercing crisp sound, and instantly turned into flesh and blood.
After taking a look at the face, four of the six masters were lost, and when the blood gushed out, the roof of the carriage in the center of the power was lifted in an instant.
Inside the car, Isa's tall and fat body appeared, his snow-white robe stained with blood, and a frightened face mixed with horror, mixed with deep remorse.
In the scattered and reversed storm of the sky, he slowly stepped out of the air and landed on the ground, but at this time, Fu Chen's whole person turned into an indestructible sword, mixed with the sound of blasting through the sky, and went straight to the fleeing figure next to him.
With a bang, in the blink of an eye, in a violent Douxuan tornado, the roaring sword qi swept around a certain person, and that person's entire body flew out with a roar, and the seven orifices fell a few feet away.
Ignoring the other master who flew into the distance, the sword in his hand slashed down towards the other carriage, and before the sword could fall, it exploded in the air with a bang.
When a burst of roof debris exploded, another arrogant old man also showed his figure.
Li Zhihu jumped down in the air at this moment, and his right arm was still holding Afeifa's waist.
Before he could land on his feet, Afifa was already saying, "This man's name is Dzhebal, the chief of the Governor's Guard, the same Abbasid. β
Li Zhike knew that after the fall of the Umayyad Dynasty, it was the rise of the Abbasid Dynasty, and although he did not know the intricate factional relations here, he also guessed that the Abbasids would be the future enemies of the royal family.
This Jebal did not show the same fear as Isa.
"Princess Afifa, you are so bold, you dare to instruct your subordinates to wantonly slaughter your clansmen, aren't you afraid that our forces will rebel against the Umayyad Dynasty." The man spoke coldly.
Li Zhier didn't say a word, he was already slapped out, and with a miserable snort, half of Zhebal's skinny face collapsed.
This person still didn't see fear, and swept his vicious eyes towards Li Zhi, "I heard that you are also a strong duke, do you want to kill me personally?" Come on, I'll give you a chance. β
He opened his mouth coldly, very calmly, but his words were full of sarcasm, and the four words of the duke and the strong man bit very hard, but Li Zhike couldn't understand it.
He stepped forward happily, and without Li Zhi's greeting, he had already swung his sword and slashed down, cutting off his right arm.
Li Zhi looked at Afifa, "Tell him that I like his tough attitude very much, but I want to see how long he can be tough!" β