When the rest of the people saw it, they hurriedly concocted it, while those who were so frightened by Feng Qicheng that they couldn't move were pressed down by the people around them, and they knelt down in a large area.

"Garbage still dare to beg for mercy?" Feng Qingcheng's eyes opened suddenly, and he looked at these stupid villagers angrily, but he laughed out loud, and with a sword in his hand, he cut off the head of a villager who fell to the ground.

When the other people saw that Feng Tingcheng was so unreasonable, they were also angry in their hearts, and they hurriedly got up, and they were about to point at Feng Tingcheng's head and scold.

"Are you still human?! If you don't save yourself when you die, you will fall into the well?! ”

"We are honest farmers, and we have never offended anyone. There are old and young, why are you doing this to us?! ”

Feng Qingcheng exhaled lightly, and then the cold light swept like lightning, and he immediately cut off the outstretched fingers, and immediately there was another wail and scream.

"As long as you kill all the people around you, and I promise to take him out safely for the last person left, I won't say the second time, kill or not, you have the final say."

Feng Qingcheng snorted, withdrew the long sword to his waist, and said coldly.

When those villagers heard Feng Chengcheng's words, they were also stunned, this condition was too harsh, and everyone didn't dare to look at others, for fear that they would be regarded as traitors and become the target of everyone.

But Feng Qicheng's crisp voice gently drifted to their ears.

"Three." The sword was drawn again at some point, and slammed into the ground with a thud.

The villagers panicked and hurriedly looked at the people around them, hoping that others would come up with a solution.

"Two." The sword slammed into the hard rocky ground with a pop, and then was drawn with ease, without any mud or water.

No one dares to say that their head is harder than this rock, and if they are stabbed by this long sword, then who can still live?

Before the villagers could react, the next one had already screamed.

"One!" Feng Qingcheng shouted angrily, and the long sword suddenly struck, flying towards these fools, and in the next second, there was already a villager who didn't even make a sound of screaming, and was nailed to the ground by the long sword that flew out, but he didn't lose his breath, his limbs struggled desperately, and he tried his best to raise his head, as if he wanted to say something.

But none of the surrounding villagers dared to step forward to help him up.

Feng Qingcheng walked over step by step, so frightened that those villagers hurriedly dodged, and without paying attention to the slip under his feet, a person fell to the ground, but no one noticed, and the heel and foot after foot poured the weight of the whole body on his face and chest under the crotch, and just wanted to scream, he was trampled on the crooked mouth. As soon as he wanted to take a breath, he was trampled on his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This, but, yes, you, you, you, self, find, of."

Every word is clearly imprinted in the minds of the villagers.

"Third uncle! I'm sorry! Suddenly, a crying sentence suddenly erupted in the crowd, and then only a dull sound was heard, and a person was seen to fall down with a limp.

"Bastard! You'dre, how dare you! ”

The third uncle had blood on his head, but his nephew was carrying a stone in his hand and with tears in his hand, and it hit this man's head so hard that he didn't even say the rest of the words.

"Third uncle, I'm still young, you've lived, you've lived for so long."

"Third uncle, don't worry, I will live well!"

Say a word, by the end, the third uncle was already blurred, where could he still see that he was human, and he had already lost his breath.

With the beginning of this person, a frenzied aura began to permeate this group of villagers, everyone was red-eyed, and without saying a word, they shot at the people around them, fingernails and teeth, punches and kicks, without the slightest mercilessness.

And Feng Tingcheng walked to the person who was nailed to the ground at the beginning, snorted, drew his long sword, and looked at him with a frown, he was not dead at this time, but his mouth was already full of blood, and he couldn't say a word, but Feng Tingcheng could still see extremely nasty things in his eyes.

Feng Qingcheng immediately turned hideous, raised his legs, stepped on it, and heard a pop, and this person's head turned into a second watermelon.

Then Feng Qingcheng squatted next to him, quietly watching the group of villagers kill each other, but it seemed to be very boring, and he couldn't stop yawning, his eyes were full of disgust.

The first to be eliminated were naturally the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled and the women, crying in their ears, some villagers looked back at Feng Chengcheng from time to time, as if they wanted her to take back that sentence, but Feng Chengcheng didn't look at them directly, but looked at the floor in a daze, as if they hadn't heard anything.

This tragic battle finally ended with the victory of the strong man who instigated everyone to kill Feng Qicheng, only to see that he was covered in blood, missing a piece of flesh on his shoulder, an extra tooth mark, his foot was also limping, his right eye was swollen and could not be opened, his nose was knocked down, nosebleeds kept flowing out, two front teeth were lost in his mouth, and the rest were shaken and loose.

I only heard him laughing, limping towards Feng Qicheng, although he didn't speak, but his eyes had already said everything, you see I killed everyone else, now you have to send me out, right?

Seeing that the result came out, Feng Tingcheng also patted his clothes and stood up, but he didn't even look at the man, and walked straight towards the cave.

As soon as the strong man saw Feng Chengcheng like this, he stopped doing it, and said that he would kill the others, and you would guarantee to send him out of the last one.

Squeak, squeak, wow, Nana. The strong man was beaten so that he couldn't speak clearly, but he still limped towards Feng Qicheng, his eyes full of deceived anger and desire to survive.

I saw him fall to the ground at once, and grabbed Feng Qingcheng's shoes with both hands.

As soon as Feng Qingcheng's figure stopped, he turned around and gave him a smile. Seeing that this strong man was angry, the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes became clear.

But then his eyes suddenly turned up, and he saw that everything was rotating at three hundred and sixty degrees, and the strong man didn't know what was going on, and then he made a pop, and it came to his head from the strong man's ears, and then he saw that it was his body lying there.

Feng Chengcheng shaved off the man's head with a sword, and then stepped forward, his calf bent back slightly, like a spring, and popped out violently, kicking the head away, hitting the sharp stone pillars of the surrounding walls, piercing the back of his head to the front of his forehead.

This is not to blame Feng Chengcheng, only to blame them for not seeing the Yellow River and not shedding tears, but they have to do it after Feng Chengcheng counts, Feng Chengcheng did not directly kill the last strong man, but he pounced on it without eyesight.

After a big commotion, the walls and floors were covered in blood and corpses. It took a bit too much time here, Feng Qingcheng silently observed the surrounding environment, and a neat footstep sound came from a distance, which was not at all like the chaotic sound just now, it seemed that it was someone from this organization.

Feng Chengcheng thought about it for a while, it was impossible for these villagers to run out for no reason, after all, there were people guarding everywhere, and the wooden fence was also very thick, and with a big iron chain, how could the unarmed villagers escape.

Then there is only one possibility, that is, someone from outside has come to save people, and it is likely to be Dongfang Wuyi, that is to say, Dongfang Wuyi is in front of you.

As soon as Feng Tingcheng's heart moved, he pulled away and ran forward, and the sound of the wind whistling in his ears blew. I only heard the sound of Jin Ge fighting in front of him, and Feng Qingcheng's eyes were small, and he was about to rush forward, so as to meet Dongfang Wuya first.

But at this time, suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of Feng Qicheng, she was taken aback, her waist sank, her feet stopped, and she stood on her front and back feet, her left hand grasped the scabbard tightly, and her right hand grabbed the hilt of the sword.

The black shadow couldn't dodge, and was slashed by the long sword, and with a strange scream, he jumped away.

"It's not human." Feng Qingcheng thought to himself, just because the moment he was cut just now did not feel fleshy, but it seemed to be cut on gold, silver, copper and iron, and with a bang, the thing bounced off.

The next moment, Feng Chengcheng saw the appearance of this black shadow clearly, the white hair was windless, and the hateful red eyes looked at Feng Chengcheng in confusion.