Chapter Forty-Eight: Great Change!
The swarming crowd broke through the barrier of the martial arts people and rushed into the battlefield of Wu Ruilin and the Overseer.
Seeing that these people didn't know whether they were alive or dead, the overseer actually came over to make trouble, took out a hand, and slapped it at the crowd with a palm in the air, although the strength was not strong, but it was not something that these low-level spirits could resist.
Seeing that palm was about to hit the crowd, everyone in the crowd showed grief and despair, however, Wu Ruilin obviously would not let it go, he fought for the possibility of injury, got out to resist that palm, and reached the front of everyone like a whirlwind, one palm offset the attack of the overseer, and everyone who lived after the catastrophe cast their gratitude and love on this city lord, but Wu Ruilin didn't have time to care about them, he yelled, "Get out of here!"
Taking advantage of Wu Ruilin's distraction, the overseer sprinted in front of Wu Ruilin and slapped Wu Ruilin in the chest with a palm.
Burst.
Wu Ruilin flew into the crowd like a kite with a broken string, and the blood spurting out of his mouth drew an arc in the air.
Seeing this, everyone shouted insults at the overseer, shameless, not a thing.
The overseer didn't care about the lives of these civilians, and slapped his palm at the crowd again, this time without Wu Ruilin's resistance, the spiritual priest's fourfold out-of-body aura immediately knocked the crowd into a gap, and the dead and wounded.
Wu Ruilin in the crowd, seeing this scene, his eyes were red, regardless of the injuries on his body, he struggled to get up, and scolded angrily, "You old ghost with no conscience! These people are all alive! You are so indifferent!"
The Overseer's face was expressionless, and while killing the people who stood in his way, he said indifferently, "Wu Ruilin, I know why you are not treated well in your family, you are too naΓ―ve, you don't have the slightest sense of the strong, these people are just ants, what about killing them?"
Hearing this, Wu Ruilin was angry, spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and scolded angrily, "Put your mother's shit, what an ant, Lao Tzu sees that you are an ant!"
Seeing that Wu Ruilin still dared to scold him, the overseer's face became gloomy, and he accelerated towards Wu Ruilin, and the crowd reacted, protecting Wu Ruilin one after another, and using his body to create a human wall!
As the crowd stopped, the Overseer's face became more and more ugly, and the attacks in his hands became more and more violent, and all those who were barely injured by his hits were killed.
"You old ghost, if I can live, Lao Tzu will definitely make you crush your bones and scatter ashes!" Wu Ruilin's heart is dripping blood, these people are his citymen, they are his compatriots who love him! Now they are being tortured and killed, but they can't do anything about it, for the first time, his killing intent towards a person has reached a terrifying level.
"Quick, his target is the city lord, the strong ones stay to resist this damn old ghost, and the weak ones escort the city lord out of the city!" Finally, someone in the crowd began to realize.
"Okay! Send the city lord out of the city! As long as the city lord is here, our revenge can be avenged!"
"Send the city lord out of the city!
The crowd divided a part of the people who were good at speed, and ran wildly outside the city with Wu Ruilin, and the rest of the people were stopped by the crowd and couldn't come for a while, but with the lethality of the overseers, as long as it was a while, these people would all die!
Wu Ruilin's eyes were cracked, and he roared angrily and wanted to break free and help him go back to live and die with others!
However, they restrained Wu Ruilin to the death, held back the tears in their eyes, and ran out of the city without looking back.
At this time, Fan Chen was already about to arrive in Red Blood City with Liu Shan and Lin Jie, and Fan Chen and they would talk about winning the championship after they went back, and let everyone rush to Red Blood City, and the three of them left first and returned the mount to the city lord.
The cadre said, "Young master, the ground is shaking, could it be that there is a large-scale fire in the city?"
Fan Chen stopped, supported the ground with his hands, and sure enough, as the cadre said, the ground was shaking slightly, perhaps, something happened in the city.
Liu Shan and Lin Jie asked, "What's wrong?"
"There's an accident in the city, hurry up," Fan Chen said solemnly. In fact, he was worried about Wu Ruilin, and if there was a fight in the city, Wu Ruilin would definitely be implicated.
After moving forward at full speed for a while, I vaguely saw the outline of the Red Blood City, but, strangely, there was a fight at the gate of the city, raising a large amount of dust.
When he walked in, Fan Chen's face changed, and the monstrous killing intent emanated from him, instantly turning into a shadow and rushing towards the city gate, because he saw Wu Ruilin with a pale face at a glance!
Liu Shan and Lin Jie were also shocked by Fanchen's murderous intentions, but when they saw the situation at the city gate, they immediately sped up the speed of the spirit beast and rushed away, because the city lord who was still intimidating the eight directions today was actually pale, and he could resist the siege of the spirit man, and it seemed that he should not be able to support it for long.
The people who were fighting at the gate of the city saw a figure rushing towards this side quickly, and the people who besieged Wu Ruilin shouted, "Wumen is doing business, and the idle people are waiting to retreat quickly!"
Hearing the word Wumen, Fan Chen's killing intent was even stronger in his heart, and he shouted angrily, "Wu, old mother, dare to move Brother Laozi, even if you are the emperor Laozi, I will beat you up!"
Hearing Fan Chen's voice, the people who besieged Wu Ruilin were shocked, "Fan Chen!"
As he spoke, Fan Chen came to Wu Ruilin's side, and both sides stopped for a while.
After a pause, Wu Ruilin hurriedly took out a healing elixir and began to recover from his injuries.
Seeing that Wu Ruilin was fine, Fan Chen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and looked at the group of people opposite with cold eyes, but this glance made his breath suddenly disordered, and he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the already strong killing intent in his heart continued to increase, "Dog thieves, you have finally appeared!" Fan Chen's words seemed to come from the Nine Hells, and the killing machine made everyone present feel a chill.
The people who came to besiege Wu Ruilin this time were none other than the elders of the Martial Sect, that is, the direct murderers who destroyed the mortal gate in the first place!
A strong man stepped forward and sneered, "Boy, I didn't pay attention to you last time and was escaped, this time you can take your life." Also, your sword, I also laughed. After speaking, he strode towards Fan Chen with a machete, and the strength of the ninefold peak of the spirit was pressed on Fan Chen.
Fan Chen looked at the strong man who was rushing towards him, the strong man's face coincided with the thief who wanted to kill him with a grin, at this moment, all the resentment, unwillingness, and madness all broke out.
Fan Chen wiped it on his hand, pretended to take out the cadre sword, and as soon as he made a move, it was a blasting sword with all his strength!
The strong man is also a knife with all his might, poof!
With a shocking sword roar, the strong man's machete was directly broken by the cadre's sword, and the cadre's sword was also going all out at this time, mobilizing all the power that was now recovered.
When the weapon was broken, the strong man's face was shocked, and he hurriedly turned sideways, and the cadre sword that was originally going to pierce his heart pierced his right chest, Fan Chen took out the cadre sword, and was about to pierce the blood-stained sword into his body again, but the strong man was rescued by an elder.
"Second brother, you are too careless, you go to rest first, and the rest of the people will besiege Fanchen with me. β
"Yes, big brother!"
Seeing that these people actually dared to come, did Liu Shan really think that he was a vegetarian in the first place? He shouted angrily, "Whoever takes another step forward, I will let him die here!"
However, to his surprise, the people of the Martial Sect seemed not to hear it, and they immediately surrounded Fan Chen, Liu Shan was angry, and slapped it with a palm in the air, wanting to break up their formation, but unexpectedly, the Great Elder of the Martial Sect slapped it with a backhand, counteracting Liu Shan's offensive!
This hand made the eyes of everyone present shrink, this great elder of the Martial Sect was so deeply hidden!
The second brother was on the side and said with a smile, "Haha, big brother, you are so hard to hide from us." Now, look at how they still bounce. β
The situation has taken a turn for the worse, Wu Ruilin is still recuperating from his injuries, he has no combat power for the time being, Liu Shan is also contained, Lin Jie and the remaining few people can't break through the blockade of Wumen at all, Fanchen is surrounded by them, and the crisis of death is approaching step by step!
The people of the Wumen saw that Liu Shan had been restrained, and the last stone in their hearts was also put down, it would be better if they could control the mortal dust, if there was an accident, as long as they delayed for a while, the overseer and the master of the Wumen Gate would arrive, and when the time came, they would be unable to fly!
After making up their minds, the elders of the martial arts sect glanced at each other and attacked Fan Chen together, Fan Chen faced the crisis of death, and his heart became more and more calm, and there was extreme madness hidden under the calm! The emotions that had just gone wild gradually calmed down, such Fan Chen was the strongest state!
The people of the martial arts sect will not give mortal dust time to think at all, and as soon as they make a move, they will have all kinds of spiritual skills, which will be overwhelming!
Fan Chen relied on the free step, narrowly dodged a few spiritual skills, and then used the blasting sword to resist a few spiritual skills, but even if Fan Chen tried hard, there would still be attacks that could not be dodged, bombarding him.
Burst!
A mouthful of blood spurted out of Fan Chen, affecting the injuries that had not yet fully healed. As soon as he made contact, Fan Chen was injured again.
Seeing that Fan Chen couldn't stop their attacks, everyone became even more unscrupulous, destroying Fan Chen's body with attacks, and mocking Fan Chen, "Haha, aren't you very good today?
"I actually killed two of my martial arts disciples, and now I will be punished!"
"Dare to go against my martial arts, this is the end!"
"Haha, you look like your family now! They were helpless before they died. Aren't you pathetic when you say you!"
Hearing this, Fan Chen Huo Ran raised his head, and a bloodthirsty light shot out of Fan Chen's eyes.
The person he was staring at was taken aback, but when he found that Fan Chen had no resistance at all at this time, he couldn't help but feel very angry, "Fuck, you actually scared Lao Tzu! You give me death!" He immediately increased his strength, and flew Fan Chen out of the encirclement of the martial arts elders with a punch.
Fan Chen tried his best to adjust the angle of his body in the air to reduce the impact of the fall, but the moment he landed, he still made him squirt out a mouthful of blood again, which was mixed with fragments of internal organs.
"Little junior brother!" "Fan Chen!" Liu Shan and Lin Jie shouted anxiously, helpless that their opponents kept pestering them.
As his consciousness gradually blurred, Fan Chen shook his head vigorously, got up from the ground with difficulty, and stood staggering in place, blood dripping down his mouth and face, shocking.
He glanced back at Wu Ruilin and scolded weakly, "Are you fucking okay? β
When the people of the Martial Sect heard Fan Chen's words, their faces changed, and they hurriedly rushed towards Fan Chen, but they obviously had no chance.
A powerful coercion emanated from Wu Ruilin's body, and he opened his eyes, the murderous intent in his eyes was surging, "Martial Sect!