Chapter 113: Slaughtering the Murderer with His Bare Hands
"Princess, I have a little left from yesterday's barbecue." But Zhan rode his horse to Princess Splendid and whispered.
"Don't you think I'm eating it badly?" There was a burst of solemnity in Princess Jinxiu's tone, and she was still reminiscing about Peng Wuwang's words last night.
"Princess, it's really fragrant. It's a pity not to eat. "Battle-flattering. Bashanhe on the side smiled slightly and did not speak.
At this time, Song Wanhao, who was in the lead, suddenly rode his horse and said to Princess Jinxiu with a heavy face: "Miss Gongsun, a big tragedy has happened in front of you, and the situation is extremely terrifying, please move Fang to drive around." "
Princess Jinxiu raised her eyebrows and said softly: "With the concern of Prince Lao Song, the little woman is used to the rivers and lakes, and no matter how bloody things are, it is not taboo." "
Song Wanhao hesitated for a while, and said bitterly: "Girl, please think twice." "
"No need, the more you talk about me, the more curious I become." After speaking, Princess Splendid rode a horse and passed by Song Wanhao.
"Hey!" Song Wanhao sighed, quickly turned the horse's head, and followed. Kezhan and Bashanhe glanced at each other, and chased after them together.
A monstrous stench permeated Chenjia Village on the banks of the Weishui River. The narrow village road is littered with the corpses of maggots that have begun to decompose. Some of the corpses hung high in the trees, having been stripped of their bellies by vultures, and some had been cut into several pieces and bitten beyond recognition by wild wolves that infested the vicinity. The disheveled bodies of several young women lay out by a well, their bodies shriveled and deformed, as if they had been sucked dry of blood.
The heroes standing at the entrance of the village were all as earth-colored, completely stunned by the tragic scene in front of them. When Princess Splendid Beauty, who came from behind, saw this scene, her brows immediately furrowed, and her right hand held the whip tightly, almost oozing blood. "It's Daron!" The surface of the Bashan River sank like water, and he condensed in a low voice, blowing this sentence into the ears of Princess Jinxiu. "This fool with a thousand cuts, such a flamboyant action, if he ruins the plan, grandpa and I will tear him apart." But Zhan whispered cruel words.
At this moment, several senior masters who had been inspecting the village pushed the door out of several village households, staggered out of the village with a pale face, and came to the group of heroes. A female master of the Qiao family couldn't stand it anymore, knelt on the ground, and retched. This action seemed to be terrifyingly contagious, and the young disciples who were still young in the crowd immediately vomited at the same time, and some even fell to the ground weakly.
"All dead!" Qiao Menglou, who came back from the inspection, said with a dull gaze, "The Weishui Gang is finished." Lao Chen was chopped into minced meat, his head hung in the kitchen, and the old people and children did not let go. "
Song Wanhao nodded, and said to his hand casually: "It's burned." After saying that, he got back on his horse and left with the team. The children of the Song family behind him were stunned for a moment, and immediately scattered to look for firewood, firewood, fire oil and other things, and a moment later, the once beautiful Chenjia Village in Weishui was drowned in a raging fire.
"Princess, what should I do?" Bashanhe rode his horse to Princess Jinxiu and asked in a low voice.
"Don't panic, there should be a slaughtered village ahead, Dalong may be waiting there." A hint of desolation flashed in Princess Fairfair's eyes.
"He's crazy!" Ke Zhan exclaimed.
"He's not crazy, no one." Princess Splendid smiled bitterly, looked back at Peng Wuwang, who was squatting on the ground, and sighed softly.
At this time, Li Reading, who was kneeling in front of Peng Wuhope, had already vomited out all the things he had eaten in the morning, and he still couldn't stop retching, as if he was going to toss his stomach and intestines together, Peng Wuwang patted Li Read's back with his hand to help him calm down, his face was full of grief and indignation, and he was speechless with hatred.
The Divine Soldiers who were trekking in the afternoon sun thought about the tragic things they saw during the day, and no one was in the mood to speak, but they just bowed their heads silently and hurried away. Ke Zhan and Bashanhe never took out the little barbecue they had collected, because Li Yu, who was riding a horse and walking aside, couldn't help but vomit as soon as he saw the barbecue. At noon, no one ate.
Suddenly, there was a disgusting smell of blood in the wind. "Another tragedy has happened!" The crowd was alert at the same time. Only a sigh of neighing horses was heard, and Peng Wuwang and Song Wanhao urged the mounts at the same time and took the lead in snatching them out. At this time, the group of heroes who had just come back to their senses urged their horses together and followed them invariably.
This is another village by the Weishui River, where tragic cries continue to come out of the village, and blood gushes out of the doors of various villages, merging into a stream on the village road, and drifting towards the entrance of the village. Heads kept rolling out along the road, all of them looking terrified. The sound of pleading and howling became quieter and quieter, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was incessant.
Quickly urging the horse, Song Wanhao, who came to the entrance of the village first, raised his voice and shouted angrily: "Where did the thieves come from here to kill the living beings!" At this moment, a young girl stumbled out of the village, crying madly. A giant man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist rushed out with a big stride, dancing a huge ***, and slashed towards the little girl.
"Stop!" Song Wanhao hurriedly shouted, drawing his sword in his right hand like lightning. The big man glanced at him, a mocking look in his eyes. He held *** with both hands, and suddenly stabbed at Song Wanhao's face.
Song Wanhao saw the chilling death in the eyes of this burly man. Although he is the head of the Song family in Xishu, and he has seen countless murderers in his life, but now when he sees the eyes of this big man, his heart can't help but tremble, and he can't help but put away his sword to protect the door. Just when he hesitated to put away his sword, Peng Wuhope's urgent call came from afar: "Song Gongzi, protect the child!" Song Wanhao looked at it again, and the big man had already kicked the back of the little girl's heart, and her petite and weak body flew into the air in a flickering manner.
"Bah!" Peng's hopeless body rose into the air like a flag flower rocket, steadily catching the little girl's helpless falling body. This is a child who is only eight or nine years old, and has a delicate and lovely face. At this time, the eyes of her eyes had begun to dilate, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. Peng Wuwang felt that the weak body in her arms had been shattered, her vertebrae shattered into several pieces, her ribs were all broken, and her internal organs were all shattered.
At this time, the little girl still had a trace of breath, she struggled to raise Bai Shengsheng's little hand, tightly grasped Peng Wuhope's clothes, and said in a trembling voice: "Daddy, save Daddy." The begging seemed to drain her last life, and her body stiffened for a moment. Peng Wuwang closed his eyes tightly, gently wrapped the little girl's body on his shoulders, gritted his teeth hard, and exposed the blue tendons at the corners of his forehead.
This innocent man is Tu Dalong, a bloody man who was driven out of Songminggang by Pua Man. He faithfully carried out Puaman's orders, and washed another village in blood. Now he has been besieged by the heroes of the Divine Soldier Alliance, and it is difficult to fly.
Seeing Da Long standing alone in the middle of the group, Princess Splendid immediately understood all the ins and outs, and the sadness in her eyes became even stronger. At this time, Dalong also clearly saw the princess riding a horse among the Han people. He smiled bitterly and pointed to a flying eagle soaring in the sky, and in his tribe it was believed that after death, the eagle would bring the soul to heaven. This gesture of his means "goodbye in the next life". Princess Splendid nodded slightly, turned her face away, and couldn't bear to look at Da Long at this time.
"Wu Na man, why are you killing innocents!" Song Wanhao lost such a big face in front of him, he was annoyed and angry, and asked angrily.
"Hmph, I'm happy because of grandpa!" Da Long spoke proudly in Chinese with a thick Turkic accent.
"It's a Turkic dog!" "Kill him!" The crowd that heard his accent shouted and cursed.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Song Wanhao, who was standing with a sword. Song Wanhao snorted, concentrating, and thought to himself: This person is clearly not afraid of death, and he is very difficult. If you fight him at this time, even if you win, you have to pay a little price, is it worth it? Or, beckon everyone to come together and save some effort. Just as he hesitated, a figure had already crossed his body and strode towards Daron.
This person is none other than Peng Wuhope. At this moment, his eyes were blood-red because of bloodshot, and his face was as heavy as water, without a trace of expression. He casually threw the hat he wore on his head to the side of the road, and strode towards Dalong with his bare hands, and the setting sun shone on him as it gradually went west, dragging a long shadow behind him. There was a murderous intent in the air that was so thick that it was almost impossible to breathe. No one made a sound anymore, only the sound of the river was left in the heaven and earth, as if the entire Weishui River was trembling because of Peng's hopeless footsteps.
Da Long straightened up, raised *** high, and aimed the blade at Peng Hopeless's top door, quietly waiting for his approach. Peng Wuwang didn't stop for half a step, he was still striding forward without delay, as if in his eyes, there was no Dalong at all.
"Come on!" Seeing that Peng Wuwang was approaching his attack range, Da Long did not hesitate at all, and turned into a fierce lightning bolt and slashed towards his top door. At this moment, Peng Wuwang, who had been striding closer, suddenly accelerated, and his whole body was like a cheetah crashing towards Da Long's left rib.
Da Long slashed at the ground in front of him with all his might, and most of Peng Wuwang's body struck out of his left rib like lightning. Then his right leg was raised back and kicked hard in Daron's face.
The silent Weishui River sounded Dalong's tragic cry. His nose was shattered by the kick, turning it into a bloody piece of rotten flesh that spread out on his face. But in the war, Bashanhe used all his strength to force himself to lower his head and not look at the miserable situation of his own brothers. Princess Splendid gently pulled down the hat on her head and closed her eyes faintly.
Da Long endured the pain, roared frantically, and danced like the wind and slashed at Peng Hopeless's waist. Peng Wuwang's right leg touched the ground and slammed it, his body spun up like a windmill, and his left leg swept towards Da Long's right rib. At this moment of life and death, Peng's hopeless sweeping leg hit Da Long's ribs early, his solid ribs were broken inch by inch, and the broken bones pierced into his internal organs, making him spurt out a mouthful of blood, and he flew out of his hand. But his hand strength was too strong, and the *** who got rid of his hand still imprinted a scar on Peng Wuhope's waist.
Peng Wuwang, who was stabbed, didn't seem to feel anything, and after his left leg landed on the ground, his right leg had already flown up like a whirlwind, like a hammer, hitting Da Long's left ribs. Da Long's left rib cage was also kicked to pieces, and the whole person seemed to lose weight in an instant. Da Long roared wildly, and his fists slammed into Peng Wuwang, who was facing away from him. Peng Wuwang shot out like lightning to clasp his veins, and then the whole person leaped up, swept over his head, and came behind him, his hands scrambled, and Da Long's hands were also abolished, and he hung down weakly. Peng Wuwang's right leg was raised quickly, the first kick was on Da Long's buttocks, kicking him high, the second kick was on the waist, and the third kick was on the vest, these three kicks kicked Da Long's vertebrae into four, caused by internal force, and all the internal organs were shattered. Dalong, who had been enduring the pain, could no longer control it at this time, and screamed out heartbreakingly.
Peng Wuwang was no longer interested in glancing at Da Long, who was rising high, and slowly walked back to his horse. Traces of blood flowed out from his back, splashing onto the ground, leaving blood trails all the way.
In the distance, Da Long's body fell heavily to the ground with a "thud". A flock of jackdaws fluttered into the air and circled loudly above the heads of the crowd.