There are a total of 40,000 inhabitants in the villages under the jurisdiction of Mill Town, but the population living in the town is about 20,000, of which 13,000 are aborigines and about 7,000 are earthlings.

Zhou Feng held the Wind Listening Sword and walked all the way, killing the barbarian sentry positions of three or five companions.

After rushing into a few hundred meters, Zhou Feng stopped his steps.

In front, there is the base camp of the barbarian tribe in the mill town, where about two hundred barbarian soldiers are guarded.

Zhou Feng climbed onto the roof of the church in the center of the town and watched everything below.

At this time, a huge wooden execution table was built in the center of the town, and countless human corpses were piled up under the execution table, about thousands, including black-haired and yellow-skinned earthlings and natives with elven ears.

Behind the execution table were thousands of surviving Mill townspeople, either yelling at the barbarians or holding their women and children in their arms.

Above the execution table sat a barbarian leader, a tall and sturdy barbarian leader with a thunderous sword in his hand and a horned helmet on his head.

At his feet was the corpse of a barbarian leader, dressed in a way that was about the same rank as his rank.

On the right hand side of this horned helmet leader stood a white-haired old man holding a magic staff, and Zhou Feng took a closer look, it was actually Chen Cheng, the mayor of Mill Town.

The leader of the horned helmet said to the mayor of Mill Town: "Chen Cheng, if it weren't for your internal and external cooperation, we may not be able to break through the defenses of this town until now, and when I return to the royal court, I will talk to the king well, you are a great achievement!"

Chen Cheng bowed his head and bent down, and said with a smile: "The leader is extremely brave, how can we small townspeople be low-grade." ”

The leader of the horned helmet looked at the corpse beneath his feet and motioned for his men to carry it down.

The Horned Helmet Leader's expression slowly turned resentful, and he said to his barbarian soldiers: "Although we have won this battle, our good brother Talmu has left us forever!

The Horned Helmet Leader became angrier and angrier, and he sat up from his chair and kicked over the iron ingot next to him, shouting, "Bring me the woman who killed Talmu!"

Hearing this, two barbarian soldiers came to the back of the execution table and carried a woman up.

The Wind Listening Sword in Zhou Feng's hand suddenly fell beside him, his pupils dilated infinitely, and he raised his right hand with a long mouth, unable to tell whether it was fear or confusion in his eyes.

Because what he saw was Jiang Yiru who had his legs cut off.

Jiang Yiru was still dressed in a milky white robe as always, but it was not as clean and tidy as before, the robe was full of her own blood, her arms were hanging weakly, her eyes were gone, and only two black holes and wounds were left with blood, which was shocking.

It is hard to imagine what kind of torture Jiang Yiru experienced before Zhou Feng's arrival.

Zhou Feng's raised right arm was still trembling, Yi Ru, is this still the woman from another world that I saw for the first time?

The Horned Helmet Leader was still talking to the mayor.

Zhou Feng couldn't listen to it anymore, and his eyes changed from fear to anger.

The leader of the horned helmet waved his hand at the mayor, as if to signal him to deal with Jiang Yiru, who had fallen to the ground and twisted.

The mayor struggled for a moment, and then raised his staff and stabbed at Jiang Yiru.

Zhou Feng clenched his fists, his chest opened and closed wide, with the breathing of his chest, Zhou Feng's reason was also occupied step by step, he only felt that there seemed to be an incomparable energy in his chest that wanted to rush out, this energy was accompanied by killing, accompanied by destruction, accompanied by unstoppable darkness!

Zhou Feng couldn't control his anger anymore! He grabbed his Wind Listening Sword and jumped high from the top floor of the church, and the ice-white sword qi went straight into the execution table.

What battle plan, what is calm and cautious, what is waiting for reinforcements, at this moment Zhou Feng has forgotten all of them, in her eyes, there are only two words, revenge!!

Zhou Feng jumped down from the air and stabbed directly at the top of Chen Cheng's head, and the leader of the horned helmet saw the anomaly in the sky and quickly swung his heavy sword to block this surprise attack for Chen Cheng.

"Bang!" The leader of the horned helmet was pressed down by the sword qi of the Wind Listening Sword, and he half-knelt to resist the heavy sword on his shoulder, resisting Zhou Feng's heavy pressure.

Seeing that the leader of the horned helmet was suppressed, Chen Cheng hurriedly waved his staff, and a huge fireball flew out towards Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng swung his sword, and the fireball sent out by Chen Cheng was destroyed in mid-air.

Zhou Feng's expression was a little strange, his head was weakly lowered, his pupils were blood-red, if you looked closely, you would find that there was a faint layer of black energy silk around his body in addition to the ice energy.

The leader of the horned helmet stood up, twisted his right shoulder, which had been crushed just now, and said to Chen Cheng, "Who is this? Do you know it?"

Chen Cheng's crooked and aging face trembled, and he replied: "This, this seems to be Jiang Yiru's friend, an otherworldly. ”

"Otherworldly? Isn't the otherworldly only been on our continent for half a year? How can it be so strong. "The horn helmet couldn't believe it.

Chen Cheng also had a hard time believing that the man in front of him was Zhou Feng half a year ago, and he said tremblingly: "Maybe he has a super high understanding?"

Before they finished talking, Zhou Feng swung his wind sword and attacked again.

Zhou Feng's moves were different from the past, without the complicated and bizarre sword moves before, they simply became left and right slashes, completely abandoning defense and only attacking.

But the power of the Wind Listening Sword was incomparable, and the entangled ice elemental skyrocketed, and the sword qi with the slightest strip of dark energy moved left and right in unison, slashing at the heavy sword of the leader of the horned helmet, bumping into more than a dozen deep depressions.

The leader of the horned helmet was suppressed and couldn't move, and he yelled at Chen Cheng next to him: "Look at what, come and help me!"

Chen Cheng paused for a moment, raised his staff, and the red light flickered, and a fire snake flew over.

Zhou Feng raised his Wind Listening Sword and slashed into the air, and the fire snake suddenly turned into a shattered fire and dissipated into nothingness.

The leader of the horned helmet took this opportunity to stand up, and his hands gathered to use the power of thunder and lightning to smash at Zhou Feng's head.

Zhou Feng swung the Wind Listening Sword to meet it, and the two sword qi collided together.

The powerful impact of "Bang ......" dismantled the execution table in half.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Zhou Feng hugged the crippled Jiang Yiru and protected her tightly under him.

The corners of Jiang Yiru's mouth moved slightly, she raised her right hand with difficulty, and stroked Zhou Feng's cheek, she was still so gentle: "Zhou Feng, is it you?"

Zhou Feng's blood-red eyes had some sense, and he looked at Jiang Yiru in his arms and couldn't stop crying: "It's me, Yiru, I'm sorry, I'm late...... Really, I'm sorry. ”

Jiang Yiru didn't blame Zhou Feng, she shook the corners of her mouth slightly, and her words were a little vague because of excessive blood loss: "I....... I can feel ....... Are you ...... now? Powerful if ....... If you can....... Will you kill them for the townspeople?"

Jiang Yiru's eyes had been gouged out, and she couldn't cry tears anymore, only blood stains slowly oozing out, reflecting her pain.

Zhou Feng clenched Jiang Yiru's pale and soft hand and assured her, "I will, I will kill them all and sacrifice the undead in Mill Town." ”

The world is changing, and under the withered vines and old trees at the entrance of the mill town, who would have imagined that the peaceful and peaceful mill town would have such a miserable image today?

Now, everything is no longer going back, we always say goodbye, goodbye goodbye, who would have thought that after goodbye, it is likely that after goodbye, it is likely to be goodbye?

(End of chapter.) The day after tomorrow is the weekend, and this section will be carefully crafted.