"Onward!"

He Wen didn't even bother to shout out the word kill now. ````

Just behind this cold level is the magnificent doorway of the Great Array, and less than half a mile further forward is the center of this Great Array. Now, the waves of spiritual power are still surging, and the pillar of light that reaches through the sky is also stretching infinitely into the sky, and it still has the power to pierce the sky...

And after the half-pillar incense, he will exercise the ancient right of the Peimen, go there to pull out the array, and take back the essence. Lock these lowly people in Qinggang City, and kill them slowly, one by one.

And to return the iniquity which they had inflicted on the second child, complete and doubled, men and women, young and old. Everyone's flesh and blood will eventually be shattered, and if they are still intact, they will be nailed to the wall of the third layer of the Great Array. This will be the newest sight of Qinggang City until they stink, shriveled and ugly, and finally turn to dust .......

Dumb saw the sharp corners not far away, and the twisted and hideous faces in the gaps. He couldn't retreat now, even if he was within range of those terrifying cars, they still had to stand here. Because, they are now bait....

And the monsters in front of them didn't bother to stop at all, they seemed to be used to this rhythm, and they still didn't slow down. He Wen was now completely standing above the car, and he raised the arrogant one-handed axe, and once this blade fell, it would be the time for the five arrow carts to knock down the mechanism.

He wanted to see some cowardice, because before each victory, it was common for people to kneel down and put their foreheads on the ground ....... Even if they were disarmed, they would be greeted by the fate of having their heads cut off. This still does not prevent the existence of cowardly people.

But today, he didn't even see a single one, which is a fucking shame. So, he had been waiting, waiting for the first head to show surrender in anticipation.

Then he saw a hint of faltering, and the figures began to retreat, then hid behind the car.

No, this is not a surrender! These lowly plateau barbarians, until this time, still want to resist stubbornly!

Then let the crash car crush them, and shoot them is no longer shocking enough. He needs to let the people of Luancheng see the minced meat and bone residue, and then the intestines will rot and the feces and urine will flow sideways.

Let them know the consequences of blocking the car with the mantis arm, and let these Luancheng people remember that today, the Qinggang City Peimen Sect will appear in the nightmare of the children in Luancheng.

And then, really as he wanted. He saw the crash fork the collapsed car on the crash corner and push it to the rear along with the people hiding behind. The ensuing violent friction caused sparks to fly from the two behemoths on the stone pavement. Then there was real flesh pouring out from the bottom of the car, until the car began to deform and dismember, making a grinding sound.......

His formation quickened his pace as he saw someone standing up from behind the car, desperately trying to distance himself. These stupid highlanders, they finally began to tremble and began to be afraid. At this time, I remembered to escape? Is it too late?

Poof, a very slight sound, ignored in the chaos of footsteps. Then there was a fire, and a strip of fire. It burned in the middle of a queue of debris and remains, which were fine wine and vegetable oil, and even some powder from the fire.

Then from the Qiankun bag, there were constantly jars and jars being thrown into the crowd, and even though the hands were already full of crossbow arrows, this action continued until the hands were drowned by countless pairs of feet....

And at the back of the Peimen queue, in those deep alleys, on the buildings, there are still altars and jars thrown out. Then someone was shot, fell or fell. The contents of each jar are very similar, and when they touch the open flames on the ground, they shatter and burn with them.

If it weren't for the brave highlanders, who were too fond of fighting on their own, the scale might have been three or five times larger. And now, there are only 90 people left, which makes Dumb very regretful.

There are a lot of combustible things that are collected in Fang City, and he really doesn't lack Kun bags for storage, what he lacks is manpower and time. Now, he can only create a mess, maybe it's a stick of incense, or maybe half a pillar of incense...

It's really a pity, when the flowing clouds lit up with green light, Dumb sighed in his heart. He needs to turn over and go back to slashing, his life will soon be alive, and this will probably be his last day on earth.

He came to Luancheng, but he didn't have time to inquire about Xiao Miao's whereabouts. But he will die here in the end, even if he gives this girl an explanation, my brother has been here, but I haven't seen you ....... This may be a comfort, or it may be an excuse.

A green ball of light rushed towards the still formed array, and he jumped onto the top of the cars, waving the green light trail, and then simply walked through the large shield before disappearing into the human jungle.

The last men of the plateau rushed out, and they also desperately tried to squeeze into the crowd of people who had not yet burned, but their numbers were too thin, and they were quickly wiped out of the black oppressive shield.

Then, a few feet away, in the deep doorway, some women and children also howled and rushed out. This is a world of cultivators, even if their cultivation level is low, they can still be very fast. If even the children start to fight hard, this is no longer a war, but a real human tragedy.

They may just want to follow their loved ones, or maybe the hatred in their hearts can't replace fear. But the children did come along, crying, weeping, howling, or falling weakly. It's a heart-rending force.

Soon, when the humming things flew out of the honeycomb, these heart-rending lungs began to wither. It was destined to be a miserable morning. The highlanders will shed their last drop of blood...... It seems that it will be inevitable.

However, there are too many jars and jars flying in the air today, so many that they are not the size of dozens of people anyway. This is the effect of hundreds, or thousands, of hands.

At first, the figures were hidden in the building, or behind hidden windows. When the truly unarmed women and children burst out of the formation, howling frantically and falling in vain into their field of vision, these figures began to be revealed, and they began to throw everything in their hands.

Some of those things are combustion-supporting, and some even have the effect of extinguishing fires. But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that there are so many of these things, so much of them....

When He Wen was hit by a cabbage, he didn't have time to get angry, because there was more egg juice on his face.

When countless bricks and tiles obscured the morning sun, the 800 Peimen disciples were shocked to find that they were already in waist-deep garbage heaps. Not only does the garbage stink, but it also burns violently.

This huge garbage heap was less than ten feet away from the deep doorway, and only half a mile away from the center of the Great Array. But in the middle of the mile, they fell into a quagmire, and they couldn't move an inch...