Piffle's Wrath.

There are still five steps of blood splattered.

Chen Ping is not a puppet, but at this moment, he has been completely aroused by these people to kill him.

Murderers.

People always kill them.

The government took the people as its conviction and slaughtered them at will.

So today, I, Chen Ping, have a breath in my heart, why can't I kill it.

Chen Ping's sword blade slashed across the county lieutenant's neck.

It is not because this person is good and tactful, and it is useless to say good things in front of him a few times.

Death without pain is already the best solution.

"Damn it!"

"Who are you?"

"You know what you're doing!"

Yunzhou Zhao Zilong, who was hanging under the city wall, General Mingcheng looked at the black demon whip tied to his body, and his face was ugly.

He is a master in the middle stage of the Wupin Tongmai, and a rope the size of an ordinary fist can be broken by him.

But the black rope, which was as thin as the tail finger, was as strong as a steel wire, and the more he exerted his strength, the tighter it became entangled.

But not waiting for him to think.

I saw a few breaths, and the white-clothed boy in front of him who fell from the sky waved his sleeves.

Then he pierced the throat of the father-in-law who was on the march with an arrow.

The county commander Meng Zhongren was blown into a ball of bones by the talisman, and the qi in his body had not yet condensed, so he died.

This man's methods are ruthless.

Zhao Mingcheng, who was inexhaustible, smelled the breath of death.

His instincts told him.

This boy in white.

Really dare to kill him.

But.

He is the general of the Great Song Dynasty.

Does he really dare to kill?

"Who?"

"Naturally, it's the one who killed you."

Chen Ping said lightly, but he didn't look at the other party.

There was no one standing on the city wall except Chen Ping now.

Magistrate.

Master book.

County Lieutenant.

Headcatcher.

The members of the yamen have been killed.

"Let go of General Zhao, or die!"

The 3,000 soldiers and horses under the city have been reorganized under the organization of the generals.

stared at Chen Ping murderously.

The changes on the walls had caught their attention.

Especially when I saw that the commander of the army would be hung on the wall.

At the same time that the face of this male army was gloomy, it was naturally the hatred of Chen Ping.

"Let me go, this matter can still be discussed."

Zhao Mingcheng saw this.

I have a little confidence in my heart.

Even though he was not Chen Ping's opponent, he had an army of three thousand.

This is probably the reason why the other party does not kill him now.

It seems that this man in white is still afraid.

Zhao Mingcheng thought so.

But Chen Ping's next sentence.

Pulled him into the abyss.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you first?"

"Because you don't deserve to die so easily."

"I will make you unable to live, you will not be able to die."

"It's good to live, to the last moment you stop breathing."

Chen Ping squatted down as he spoke, and stabbed the other party in the eyes with a sword.

Yes~

"Damn it!"

Zhao Mingcheng couldn't dodge at all.

The blade of the sword slashed.

can only instinctively close his eyes, but when he sees the essence iron sword of blood, how can he disappear because the other party closes his eyes.

Burst~

The two eyeballs were violently popped out and fell to the ground.

The pain caused the rough man to scream like a woman in childbirth.

"Bold!"

"Kill!"

The generals below saw this scene.

Filled with rage.

Today, under the leadership of General Zhao, they killed the thieves so happily, and they attacked and killed as many displaced people as they did with 3,000 soldiers and horses.

And a big win.

Even if it is compared with the wars since the Great Song Dynasty, their army in the local capital of Yamato County can already be compared with the forbidden army of the imperial court.

Such a monstrous achievement.

How the soldiers don't love this General Zhao Mingcheng.

will be humiliated.

The soldiers are angry.

"Die!"

Three thousand swordsmen rushed forward.

Prepare to unload Chen Ping into eight pieces.

The two fastest little flag officers had already ascended the city gate and slashed with swords.

Chen Ping didn't dodge either.

Just looked at them indifferently.

Airplanes~

When the blade fell half a meter away from Chen Ping, it was like hitting an iron wall and broke into two pieces.

The soldiers were stunned.

Chen Ping lifted the sword.

Raise your hand.

Homicide.

"Kill!"

The fallen soldiers did not let the rest stay.

The bloodiness of killing homeless people has not disappeared.

But like everyone else.

No matter what, no one could get close to Chen Ping half a meter.

The half-meter distance was like an unreachable moat, obviously in front of you, but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't reach it.

Just a few breaths.

The corpse that died at Chen Ping's feet had gradually folded into a human height.

Blood stained the walls red.

The killing intent and shouts in the army gradually weakened.

These murderous swordsmen.

Now hesitation has begun.

Despair.

More than 100 people have died in battle.

But no one hurt half of the other party's hair.

Who is this person?

Even the grandmaster didn't have the strength to support him.

"Withdraw!"

Finally, there is a lieutenant who can't stand it anymore.

It's a demonic figure.

and they were forced to retreat.

Damn it.

It's a pity.

Chen Ping couldn't hear them.

Seeing that these soldiers stopped, they began to retreat backwards.

He sneered.

Take out a talisman.

Mud Blast: The Great Fall.

Before the thousands of troops that had withdrawn from the outside of the city had time to withdraw, a loud thunderclap was heard behind them.

The earth trembled.

Wait to come back.

An endless river of sediment burst down from the sky.

Airplanes~

The lieutenant will open his mouth wide.

Before he even had time to shout, he was poured into his nose and mouth by the sand and his body was swept into the rolling torrent.

Snore~

"What is this!?"

"No!"

"Hex!"

"The mudflow is coming."

"Run!"

"It's too late!"

"Damn it!"

"Ah~I don't want to die~"

Face a desperate situation.

These cold-faced and iron-blooded soldiers have finally regained their original humanity.

Pity.

It's too late.

Senses kill people.

Why can't the people kill the officials?

The truth of the world.

You can't just have the final say.

About half a moment.

The mudflow waterfall stops.

The army under the city has fallen into a dead silence.

There is no life in ten deaths.

"Come out, don't force me to do it." Chen Ping glanced at the pile of dead people under the night sky, and said lightly with his hands behind his back.

The words fell.

Wu Song, who was hiding under the eaves of a nearby roof, smiled wryly.

I thought that his turtle breath technique could be hidden.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered by this unpredictable Chen Gongzi.

Don't hesitate.

He quickly turned over and jumped onto the city wall.

He hugged his fists towards Chen Ping and said, "Wu Song, the demon slayer of Yanggu County, has seen Chen Gongzi. ”

Chen Ping heard the words and said goodbye.

Squinting at the rough man in front of him.

said: "Do you know about the killing of displaced people by the officials and soldiers today? ”

"Yes."

"Do you know why you don't block it?"

Wu Song felt bitter when he heard this, as expected, this Chen Gongzi was determined to stand up for the homeless people, otherwise he would not have killed people here.

I knew that this Chen Gongzi was good at Taoism, and the court forced him to temporarily revoke the other party's wanted warrant.

See you today.

He understood.

The court and the world both underestimated each other.

This is more than just Taoism.

This is clearly a true immortal with a ruthless spell.

Wave your sleeves.

Muddy sand gushes out from heaven and earth, killing thousands of armies.

Such an astonishing Taoism.

Unheard.

Since his apprenticeship in Yunshan, he thinks that his master is already a rare master in the world.

But at the moment.

He wasn't sure.

even doubted whether Chen Ping was the legendary immortal.

"Hui Gongzi, my force is weak, and I can't stop this."

Wu Song decided to tell the truth.

Zhao Mingcheng killed the homeless people as anti-thieves.

He personally does not support it.

But the words are slight.

I, Wu Song, am just a nine-rank official, a demon slayer in the eighth-rank realm, how can I limit the general who commands thousands of soldiers and horses.

Fortunately.

Wu Song was right.

Chen Ping's tone was flat, and he nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Childe~"

At this time.

There was a cry in the distance, and the dog girl with a sword came in a hurry.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, I don't know the situation.

had to follow behind Chen Ping.

Silent.

"Spare your life~・" This is the first sentence Zhao Mingcheng said after being lifted to the city wall by Chen Ping.

Because he was a master of the Tongmai realm, Zhao Mingcheng had already used blood qi to stop the wound in his eyes.

Now there is no bloodshed.

But the other party has been killed by Chen Ping and has been psychologically broken.

The brain has gone blank.

The instinct to survive brought him to his knees.

Non-stop kowtowing.

"I was wrong."

"Whatever you want, as long as you are willing to bypass me, I can give you anything."

"Spare you?" Chen Ping looked at him strangely.

"Yes, I know it's wrong, I shouldn't have killed these thieves."

Chen Ping couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

My heart was cold.

To this day, this man still thinks that he killed a thief.

Chen Ping's exaggerated laughter was heard.

Zhao Mingcheng was silent for a moment.

He stood up violently.

Started laughing too.

"Hahahahaha."

"I want me Zhao Mingcheng to practice martial arts at the age of seven, to kill thieves at the age of thirteen, to be a deputy general at the age of eighteen, and to enter the Tongmai realm at the age of twenty-three.

"Over the years, countless thieves have been killed, and many people have been saved."

"Today I was ordered to kill someone, it was an order of the imperial court, not my will, how innocent."

"Could it be that the generals in the world who listen to orders are also guilty?"

"If you want to kill me today, you must also kill the generals of the world, otherwise even if you kill me, I will not accept it!"