A group of people are besieging a person, dense, impermeable, even if a bucket of water is splashed over, there will not be a drop of water rushing through the heavy obstacles and dripping on this besieged man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even under siege, this man still seems to be at ease.

It seems that there is no problem at all.

And this group of people, behind them, is the burning sky, and under the crimson sky, is the burning fortress.

The burning heat could almost steam the human flesh alive, but although it made them sweat profusely, none of them felt uncomfortable, on the contrary, they felt like they were rushing into the sky, and their fighting spirit was high.

Like a group of savages, they enjoy the thrill of hunting the strong, fighting to the death, and the joy of survival.

Of course, in fact, it is not a life-and-death struggle at all, as they make up in their minds, but a one-sided slaughter.

Everyone, in front of this one man, is as powerless as a lamb to the slaughter.

It's just that, for a special reason, he didn't directly kill him.

directly bombarded these people at one time, but for a certain reason, one by one.

From time to time, he grabbed the opponent's neck, and with a slight pinch, he broke the bones inside, in the crisp sound.

In the midst of this crisp sound, the bones broke in two.

From time to time, he grabbed a person who was taller than himself, pulled him on top of him out of thin air, just above his head, and tore it in half in one breath.

Hot blood poured down in the air.

makes this man in a formal suit look bloody and terrifying.

Sometimes, a person is pierced alive with the power of thin air.

Let it wail as much as it wants before it is dead.

"Ah, that's enough, it's enough. At this moment, the man suddenly said this.

"I'm afraid it won't be interesting if it goes on like this, right?" he was like a child who had lost a toy, and the toy was no longer interesting, so he ...... He's going to destroy all these toys!

"Die!" At this moment, he made a decision. "All die, but, for you savages, death is your destiny. I'm not going to make you savages die so happy for nothing!"

In the moment before they died, what did Lin Qiguang want them to feel?

The answer is powerlessness before death.

What could be more painful for a savage than powerlessness?

Of course not, if it were an ordinary person, Lin Qiguang would not be so cruel, but Lin Qiguang just hated barbarians, very annoying, and there was no reason.

If anything, it's that barbarians always like to get into trouble everywhere, but they can't take full responsibility, and it's generally people who are physically and mentally healthy—normal people, good people, who don't live for their lives, because they really take things that shouldn't cost them a price.

It's like paying taxes, those poor jingle have no money, those hob meat just don't pay, and those rich people will try their best to avoid taxes.

That's all there is left, and only these normal people are left, who will pay taxes.

It's just not a funny joke.

"So, I really hate these barbarians, especially these barbarians who like to kill people and don't have to be responsible. Lin Qiguang said softly.

The next moment, an invisible, aura that only Lin Qiguang could see.

A terrifying force that can neutralize everything.

At this moment, those barbarians suddenly found in horror that their qi and blood had subsided, their muscles were weak, and even their bones had begun to loosen.

The archers who used to be able to penetrate the Yang in a hundred steps now feel very laborious even holding their fingers between the previous bows and arrows.

In the past, the warriors couldn't even hold a mace.

They have gone to everything, they have lost their power, and for them, it is really no different from losing everything.

At this point, they finally looked a little more sober.

The blood in those eyes dissipated, and the high fighting spirit and morale disappeared along with it.

All were lost, and they looked at a man lying on the bed, dying, weak and powerless, and even the armor they were wearing could not support it.

"You demon!" they scolded, but the voice was so weak, so powerless, that it couldn't change anything.

Nothing will change at all!

Weak words could not make Lin Qiguang shake at all.

What a weak word. Lin Qiguang shook his head and walked past these people.

I didn't even look at it, as if I was looking at a large pile of scum, and there was no need for me to be watched by myself because of the garbage that was generally crushed by my own armor.

I didn't even look at it, I just walked by.

This is the greatest insult to these barbarians!

They had never been so insulted all this time!

"Who the hell are you!" was what the savages wanted to figure out at the last moment.

Lin Qiguang tidied up his blood-stained clothes a little, and then said, "Mortal Daoist, you can call me that." ”

After speaking, the next moment, Lin Qiguang showed a smile.

"The meaning of this title is that no matter who it is, in front of me, it will be as powerless as a mortal!

"Devil! You must be a devil!"

It seems that they did not listen to their words, because, in the next moment, they had already choked their breath.

In countless fights, they have accumulated countless secret wounds, and if it weren't for their strong physique, they would have been dead end.

However, not now.

But it dragged on until now, and these dark wounds began to erupt.

This made Lin Qiguang a little surprised, Lin Qiguang thought that after he activated his ability, they couldn't hold out for ten seconds and would die immediately.

However, they lasted longer than Lin Qiguang imagined.

This made Lin Qiguang a little surprised.

But what does it matter?

They are nothing more than an incidental, underdog who has been killed casually, and they are not worth mentioning at all.

"You should be able to come out, right?" Lin Qiguang said, "I've done so much and still haven't come out?"