Chapter 47: Ifi's Wrath [6]

You Donghuang slapped them a few times with hatred, and then waved his hand, ready to take a few people out of the city.

"You let the villagers go. Aunt Zhang stopped and refused to take a step.

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with this prince now?" You Donghuang grimaced.

Aunt Zhang said angrily, "You said that we let the villagers go when we came out." ”

You Donghuang smiled and gouged out his ears, "Huh? Did Prince Ben say that? Why don't I know." ”

Of course, the prince didn't say that. One of the guards beside him flattered.

"You bastard!" Aunt Zhang's face was full of anger, and she wanted to peel off his skin.

Uncle Zhang was silent, but his eyes were glaring at them fiercely.

You Donghuang said contemptuously and glanced at the villagers, "It's you who are stupid, come out obediently." You think Prince Ben will spare the people who fight against me!"

The eyes of the villagers, who had hoped for it, instantly fell into despair at Shangyou Donghuang's cruel gaze, and their faces were instantly filled with despair.

"They are innocent!" Aunt Zhang looked up to the sky and was grieved.

You Donghuang said coldly, "This prince only knows that those who stand in my way will die!

The resentment in their eyes is not that he doesn't see it, they are like a time bomb, I don't know when it will explode, only by cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, can we feel at ease.

But is he really at ease? Those unjust souls are haunted, and they may ask for his life one day.

"Phew, you're going to die a bad death. Aunt Zhang spit on her.

You Donghuang slapped Aunt Zhang more than ten meters away with one palm, and said in a ruthless voice, "It's a pity that you didn't have a chance to see that moment, haha!"

Aunt Zhang stubbornly spit out a mouthful of blood, but she didn't cry.

At this time, the crowd was boiling, and when You Donghuang slapped Aunt Zhang, the three brothers suddenly snatched the swords from several guards, and inserted one into their bodies, the red knife went in, the white knife came out, and the bloody blood sprayed all over the ground and splashed on the villagers' bodies.

The first time they killed, the three of them were a little panicked, and their hands holding swords couldn't stop shaking, but they wiped the blood on their faces and said loudly, "Run, run." ”

In an instant, the villagers fled in all directions, panicking, and seventy or eighty people ran in all directions.

However, after all, they were ordinary peasants, and the three brothers of Zhang Da were able to subdue and subdue the guards only by virtue of their sudden attacks and their own brute strength, and after a short stalemate, the three of them slowly fell to the ground, and the master of Tsing Yi beside them squinted coldly.

When they finally fell to the ground, they still refused to close their eyes, and their gradually whitening eyes slowly turned around, and when they saw the chaotic scene in front of them, the angry counterattack launched by the villagers against the guards, they smiled with satisfaction, and there was a smile on the corner of their mouths, but their eyes were never closed.

Uncle Zhang took advantage of this chaos to break free from the confinement of the bracelet and anklet, killed the two guards beside him, and quickly came to Aunt Zhang's side to untie the anklet bracelet for her.

Seeing the sharp blade mercilessly inserted into the chest of the villagers, the two turned their grief and anger into strength, picked up the saber of the dead guard on the ground, as if they had come out of hell, killing the guards when they met the guards, and killed the Buddha when they met the Buddha.

More than a dozen Tsing Yi masters stepped forward to stop the two, while the others stopped the crazy villagers.

You Donghuang watched from the sidelines, these people were not worth his shot, what he was worried about was the man in black, her ability was too mysterious.