With the first, there is the second, and the villagers appear one after another under the deterrence of the guns.

"Grass, it's absolutely no good for the turtle son to play so big!"

Chu Xiaodao wanted to run away, but he hid in the water hole, and if he got out, he would be seen, and there was no way to escape.

"Zhao Guohong, what are you doing? Now that the people of the demon hunting group have been killed by you, who will deal with the snow eagle? Do you just watch it slowly break free from the demon iron and continue to cause trouble to the neighbors in the future?"

Chu Xiaodao scolded fiercely.

Zhao Guohong glanced at him lightly, ignored it, fired two shots into the sky, and said with a strange smile: "Teacher Sun, are you going to hide all the time?"

Sun Pingjiang saw the present and completely understood what Zhao Guohong wanted to do.

His legs and feet were inconvenient, it was impossible for him to escape, and he didn't want to leave so many villagers to escape.

"I know you want to force the villagers and Snow Eagle to fight hard, but I can't figure out why you're doing this?"

A powerful person, even if he becomes a prisoner, is respected.

"Stop, just stand there. Zhao Guohong always kept a safe distance and raised his chin proudly: "Actually, it's nothing, I just want this snow eagle." ”

He has reached the limit of his physical fitness, and he has used the Bloodline Awakening Liquid twice, wanting to become a Bloodline Martial Artist, but unfortunately he failed both times.

The price of the Bloodline Awakening Liquid is high, and it always fails, and no one can afford it.

By chance, he heard that fresh blood of the same line of demon blood can increase the success rate of awakening, so he planned to take a risk, originally planning to go into the mountains to hunt demons, but he didn't expect the snow eagle to automatically send it to the door.

"Bloody Jackie Chan, fight the sky!" Zhao Guohong was impassioned and laughed feverishly: "When I become a bloodline martial artist, I can go to the world!"

Sun Pingjiang looked at him and sighed: "Bloodline martial artists are also human beings, and there are always hurdles that cannot be overcome. ”

"Less nonsense!" Zhao Guohong fired a shot at Sun Pingjiang's feet, glaring at many villagers and said, "You only have one way to live, and that is to kill the snow eagle!"

People's fear of monsters was even stronger than that of firearms, and their faces suddenly changed greatly.

"Zhao Papi, you are forcing us to die!"

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Among the cowardly, there is also an outburst of the day.

It's no wonder that so many big men with strong blood can endure it!

"Grass! I won't go to be cannon fodder for you, it's kind of killing Lao Tzu!"

An impulsive guy stood up, clasped his hands in front of his chest, shaking Erlang's legs, and looked like a hanger.

Zhao Guohong didn't say anything, but there was a burst of surprise at him: "Da Da Da!"

The man walked peacefully, without any pain, and his head was blown out by bullets.

The villagers of Zhaojiagou are still quite simple, and they may calculate with each other and take advantage of each other, but they have never had the idea of killing, and they can't believe that Zhao Guohong will shoot.

"Everyone is from the same village, Zhao Guohong, you are simply not human!"

The people's fierce and inward-facing condemnation revealed the panic in their hearts.

Chu Xiaodao raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily, raising his arms and shouting: "Folks, you are dead before and after, you can't cheapen this beast, fight with me!"

Zhao Guohong sneered contemptuously: "You can try!"

More than a dozen guns and dozens of people under Zhao Guohong surrounded everyone, ready to start a massacre at any time.

Chu Xiaodao clutched the mantis wing knife tightly, his teeth rattled, and his eyes flashed fiercely: "Kill!"

"Wait!" Sun Pingjiang suddenly jumped out to stop Chu Xiaodao, waved his hand to make the angry villagers retreat, looked back at Zhao Guohong, and sighed: "Kill Xueying, you promise not to embarrass everyone." ”

Zhao Guohong saw the expected scene, showed a relieved smile, patted his chest and said, "Of course!"

Snow Eagle was struggling for his life at this time, and the Demon Iron began to shake again.

If it weren't for the snow eagle's wings being injured, its feathers being sparse, and its ability to fly greatly reduced, I'm afraid that people would have broken free from the demon iron after a while.

Sun Pingjiang glanced back, untied the giant sword he was carrying, held the pestle in front of him, looked at the clouds in the sky, and said rather melancholy: "Okay, then you use the rifle to suppress the snow eagle." My broken body may take a little time. ”

Zhao Guohong shook his head simply: "Impossible!"

His people went to suppress Snow Eagle, what if Sun Pingjiang led the villagers to kill him?

Zhao Guohong said firmly: "I don't have many bullets, at most I will sweep the formation behind! You can only help me hunt the snow eagle, otherwise I will send everyone to the western sky!"

People were arguing, Zhao Xingwu suddenly ran over, and Zhao Fei and Jing Wenting chased after them.

"Bastard, you're too much!" Zhao Xingwu was filled with righteous indignation, fearlessly entered the encirclement, and came to Chu Xiaodao and Sun Pingjiang's side: "Teacher, Uncle Chu, he can point his gun at us today, and he can do the same tomorrow! We can't help him hunt demons, it's a big deal!"

Chu Xiaodao looked flustered: "Why did you guys run here?"

Zhao Fei panted and caught up, rolled his eyes and said, "She said to go to the toilet and sneaked out quietly, we can't catch up!"

Jing Wenting was so angry that he couldn't speak, and raised his trembling hand to hit Zhao Xingwu.

"That's all going on, don't be angry just yet. Chu Xiaodao hurriedly stopped her, turned his head to look at Zhao Guohong, and said eagerly: "I promise you, I promise you everything, can you let them go back?"

Zhao Guohong stared at Jing Wenting's beautiful figure, licked his lips and said, "Really, let her be my lover, how about it?"

Zhao Xingwu and Zhao Fei jumped out from behind Chu Xiaodao at the same time, and said categorically: "You are dreaming!"

"Then I can't blame me!"

Zhao Guohong saw that the Demon Iron was becoming more and more unstable, and he had no time to talk nonsense, so he raised his hand and said: "I'll give you ten seconds, if you still stand still, you will bear the consequences!"

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

“......”

People panicked and were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

"Stop arguing!" Sun Pingjiang raised his voice and said, "You go up and interfere with the Snow Eagle, buy me a little time, I promise to kill this beast!"

Although everyone knew that Sun Pingjiang was a bloodline martial artist, no one saw him make a move, and their hearts were full of joy.

"Teacher Sun, you ...... Can't you just kill this monster?"

"Yes, you are a bloodline martial artist, and you should have the ability to kill the big demon. ”

Sun Pingjiang didn't explain to everyone, in fact, he had already run out of oil, and his body was getting weaker and weaker, and even the giant sword that he used to wield wantonly was holding hard, and he kept clubbing on the ground.

"Folks, I don't force it, I am willing to believe in me Sun Pingjiang, so I will do my best to help me interfere with Xueying, I don't want to ...... Forget it. ”

Sun Pingjiang only had the strength to wield a sword, the last sword that burned his life.

Everyone helped to interfere with Snow Hawk, and he was sure to kill it.

He is not angry if people are determined not to take risks.

It doesn't matter if he can kill Snow Eagle or not, he has done his best, even if he goes to the underworld to see his former comrades-in-arms and relatives, he can also say with a clear conscience: "I died in battle, and the last bit of strength was used to kill monsters and protect my compatriots." ”