Fear spreads rapidly in people's hearts.

Although the East Gate District has reminded everyone to run, it is still late. In fact, when Wu Zun was determined to kill someone, below Wu Zun, except for martial artists with special talents, who could be spared?

The head of the companion suddenly fell to the ground, and kept flashing back in everyone's hearts, and the fragmented picture of death, like a frightened balloon, instantly pierced all the security in everyone's hearts.

Yes......

The originally invincible team of 3,000 warriors turned into chickens and dogs in an instant, panicked chickens, their faces full of fear and anxiety, but they forgot that they were still warriors, and they still had spiritual skills to use and resist.

But they forgot it all, because they were afraid, they were uneasy, they were frightened by the death that was forced into their minds in an instant, and they lost their sense of proportion.

Ling Feng's divine sense swept over everyone quickly, and his heart was cold.

As a former Killer, he clearly knew that the fear of death was far more terrifying than death, and these fragile companions in front of him who were like frightened chickens had been frightened by Ling Tieshan at this moment, no matter what they said or did at this moment, they could no longer restore their former confidence, and they did not find the possibility of gathering together to fight back for a moment.

Different from Ling Feng's initial assumption, after Ling Tieshan tried to assassinate Ling Feng with a sword, he calmly chose to openly kill innocent people, which broke Ling Feng's inherent perception of the children of the family and made Ling Feng fall into complete passivity.

Seeing his companions die one by one, Ling Feng cried out in vain, unable to fight.

But Ling Feng had to do something, he couldn't watch his companions being killed like this, after all, these people were really following him, and they also helped him complete the projection of the power of the Fire Qilin, so that he had the power to fight, no matter what, he should play his due role at this time.

But Ling Tieshan is cunning and ruthless, he doesn't give Ling Feng any chance to make a move at all, he always seems to be missing, his body is hidden in the void, so you can't find it.

A martial artist with a shy face holding a special spiritual weapon that conceals his body and breath to play a game of hide and seek on the weak is an extremely disgraceful and disgraceful thing in itself, but Ling Tieshan actually did it, and he also openly slaughtered the weak, this is simply not something that a normal martial artist can do.

Ling Feng stood in place, desperately trying to get his divine sense out, trying to use his divine sense as much as possible to envelop the panicked crowd, hoping to protect their safety and hope that they could evacuate safely.

But it was useless at all, there were always one or two people who were no longer in Ling Feng's protection, but just a momentary omission, the wind and fire sword qi would suddenly shoot out of the void, Ling Feng then thought about the space to reason to attack, but his wind and fire sword qi only left a sharp sound of air shattering, not even a piece of Ling Tieshan's clothes left.

Ling Tieshan is like one of the most forgiving assassins, not saying a word, but always cruelly harvesting the lives of his opponents and using them to intimidate the living.

With Ling Feng's perception of the Killing Dao, he was deeply amazed by Ling Tieshan's forbearance, but he also had to feel ashamed of his incompetence.

"What should I do, Dongmen District, find a way to let him fight me head-on, how can I force him to come out?" Ling Feng almost went crazy.

He is good at killing, but he has never seriously thought about protecting people before, and at this time, he can only find the self-proclaimed strategist's Dongmen District to come up with ideas.

Wang Bo and Huo Yao tried their best to gather everyone together, and kept running forward, trying to reduce some of the deaths with their own abilities.

But the fact is that Ling Tieshan didn't chase them at all, but directly stayed and kept harvesting the martial artists who stayed next to Ling Feng Mountain.

One by one, the warriors fell to the ground inexplicably, and the corpses rolled on the ground and turned into a blood-colored field, dyeing the originally clean Beicheng Avenue into a blood-colored Shura field.

Under Ling Feng's fierce urging, the East Gate District desperately used his brains, and his brains hurt when he thought about it, and he still couldn't get along with the cracked way.

Ling Feng kept stabbing the wind and fire sword qi at suspicious places, but it was only in vain, although Ling Feng's sword was sharp and had no target, he couldn't help but become trapped with killing intent, and a little bit of battle intent dissipated.

When Ling Feng was frowning to the extreme, Ling Feng suddenly jumped into the air and shouted loudly to his companions: "You don't have to run away, let me Ling Feng escape, the person he killed is me, as soon as I leave, he will chase after me." Today, Ling Tieshan will kill one of you in vain, and I will delay him with a sword in the future. ”

After speaking, Ling Feng's figure turned into a crimson phantom, and he quickly shot towards the Baili family, which was still a block away.

"Boss, wait for me!" Dongmen District's face became extremely ugly, but he still desperately lightened his spiritual skills and turned into a pale cyan green smoke, and quickly chased after him.

The companions who were thrown down were all stunned, followed by despair, with a sense of loneliness and disillusionment of abandonment, they watched their companions walk into death one by one in a panic, but they could only curse the damned Ling Tieshan in their hearts, but at the same time, they also hated Ling Feng's unrighteousness.

The strange thing is that Ling Feng left, but Ling Tieshan did not catch up, but stayed, and the hundreds of people who did not have time to escape in the future were killed one by one without humanity.

Puff puff!

The wind and fire sword qi is like the most tragic and bloody curse, constantly harvesting the panicked and fresh lives of young warriors again and again. It wasn't until everyone was killed that the wind, fire, and sword qi no longer appeared, and all the panic dissipated like the morning wind.

The hundred-member team of the Spirit Sword Regiment who confronted each other did not attack a single sword at all from beginning to end, but confronted the Wuzun hidden by him from afar, watching the young and fresh lives wither.

Everything seemed to have come to an end, but the experienced Spirit Sword Regiment's 100-man defeated general faintly felt that an even more terrifying bloody killing was slowly kicking off.

The defeated general frowned and looked at the people who died tragically on the long street, his heart twitched, and he sighed uneasily: "Ling Feng Shizi this time, I'm afraid it's going to be over!"

Although he knew that Ling Feng's escape was to save more innocent people, Ling Tieshan's targeted killing in the opposite direction confirmed Ling Feng's reputation for escaping without regard for his teammates.

It can be said that Ling Tieshan's purpose for this assassination is very clear, not to kill Ling Feng at all, but to kill his reputation, and to completely turn him into a person who is disgusted by all the Tianjiao in Yuanhuo City, and this is also the highest level of assassination.

Once everyone believes in their hearts that someone is greedy for life and afraid of death, ungrateful, then no matter how arrogant this person is, he is destined to be just a lonely person, and his life's achievements are destined not to go too far.

The hundred generals tapped the death toll and the people who were scattered in the panic, and found that most of the people who followed Ling Feng had disappeared, and the huge team of three thousand people had been left with less than nine hundred.

Even these nine hundred people, most of them fled with Wang Bo and Huo Yao, and their gaze at Ling Feng became even more disgusted, and even hated.

The people who survived the catastrophe even took the initiative to say to Wang Bo and Huo Yao: "The two of you are willing to be our leaders, we are willing to follow you!" After speaking, they all stared at Ling Feng angrily, although they had not yet developed to the point of drawing their swords against each other, they no longer had the previous trust.

Wang Bo and Huo Yao glanced at each other helplessly, both at a loss, wanting to say something, but in the end they chose to nod silently.

Then, these 900 people also rushed to the Baili family under the will of the people, but instead threw themselves into the Xicheng where the Wang family was located.

Ling Feng stood on the long street in a daze, still thinking about the tragic scene just now, he was thinking, "Is there a better way for me to solve it, in that situation, wouldn't it be the best thing for me to flee so that Ling Tieshan has no target to kill." ”

But no, there is simply no better way. If he stayed, he could only watch his companions die one by one, and if he fled, at least some of them would be able to escape.

Dongmen District stood beside Ling Feng with a wrinkled face, looking at the cold long street blankly, his heart was depressed for a while, and he said with a bitter face for a while: "Boss, I'm afraid that your reputation is going to stink this time, and your father Ling Tieshan didn't chase after him, so most of the people who stayed behind would probably be slaughtered by him." If my guess is correct, at this moment, a large number of records of the bloody killing and the escape of the people you have just begun to spread in Yuanhuo City, I am afraid that by the afternoon, you will be notorious, boss. ”

Hearing this, Ling Feng's mood had a feeling of being emptied. In his previous life, he had a wealth of experience, but he was also physically and mentally exhausted by this sudden and uncontrollable conspiracy.

"How did he become like this? Kill his wife and children, devour the spiritual root, and now he is still slandering me nakedly, and wants to destroy me, what kind of father is this father, and who is he taught this cruel method, why is he so ruthless, there is no room at all. The key is that if he does this, what good will it do him, my reputation is stinky, does he have a good reputation of his own?

Ling Feng's heart was confused, feeling that he couldn't figure out Ling Tieshan's logic, and said in his heart, "How desperate are you to destroy me, you don't hesitate to turn yourself into a murderous demon king, how do you let the family look at you, how do you let the royal family look at you, you toss so many things, just to make yourself a bastard that everyone fears, a demon? What is your pursuit?"

"Isn't the transformation of bad people just the pursuit of evil? Can't you rationally calculate, so you cheat me, but in fact, you pit yourself more, isn't it?"

At the end of this battle, Ling Feng was really hurt, not only was his reputation tarnished, but even his ability to make logical judgments began to waver, he now felt that his opponent was simply a madman who didn't follow the rules, and the people who usually let themselves have this kind of judgment were extremely difficult, and might even have a fatal threat to themselves.

In Ling Feng's eyes, Ling Tieshan was originally just a stupid madman, but now it seems that this thing is not only stupid, but also crazy to a new level, so that you can't tell what kind of behavioral logic he wants to do!

After thinking messily in the morning breeze for a long time, Ling Feng looked up at the brilliant golden warm sun in the sky, and said to the Dongmen District a little blankly: "Are you still following me?"

Dongmen District nodded vigorously with a cute expression: "I won't misunderstand you, boss, so I will always follow you, even if I become an ungrateful bastard together, I am very willing!"

Hearing what Dongmen District said so ambiguously, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach, and immediately waved his hand impatiently and said: "Get out, get out, I'm straight, don't try to bend me!"

As he spoke, he strode towards a breakfast shop on the side of the street that was boiling fire spirit bone soup, but he was originally proud, but he became a little bit taller at this moment.

"Wait for me, boss!" the East Gate District rushed to catch up, and began to make noise around Ling Feng again, but compared to the original three thousand followers behind him, it seemed a little cold at the moment.