The sick and bandaged man could not attract the attention of the two ordinary people who were still alive, but he attracted the attention of the four widows who were almost torturing them, but one of them was blinded by fear, and the other was even beaten, so they didn't realize why the four wouldn't leave them alone.

The middle-aged uncle didn't know what to do at the moment, just barely supported his body to stand up, he didn't want to bow his head like these four would-be robbers who forced his wife to death, what he wanted to do now was to fight to the death with these four widows, otherwise they would be a little ashamed of their wives.

But his strength was vulnerable in front of the cultivators, and the four people who were interested in him just waved their hands and slapped him against the wall again like flies, and the attack that didn't instill much strength still didn't kill him, but it also made him no longer have the strength to get up.

"You guys had a good fight, but I don't know what it would be like if the person who was photographed suddenly became you. Zhao Yong's voice revealed a hint of anger, but he still didn't raise his head, and unhurriedly untied the bandages on his arms.

A considerable number of the invading Japanese people will practice the Shenzhou language, but this proportion is only a small part of the Japanese cultivators, and Zhao Yong's luck is good, it just so happens that one of these four people can understand his words, understand his words, and the answer to him is only a sudden attack and angry roar, they don't have much to say about the enemy who is stronger than their breath, fighting for the first opportunity is their simplest idea, but this idea is so naïve, rushing forward he was pinched by the neck like a rooster, suddenly his face changed drastically, and he struggled in pain。

"It's just that you don't have that kind of blessing to enjoy the feeling of being treated as a ball, and I don't know the severity of it, but I will try to make sure that you will die a painful death, and it will definitely not be less than the pleasure of being treated as a ball. A grim smile finally appeared in the eyes of the four widows, and the three who were also about to attack suddenly stopped, their bodies trembling violently, and this demon-like figure made them fearful.

They are not weak, on the contrary, they are still a slightly stronger existence in the first march, there will be no large number of powerful cultivators in the army, especially it is just a vanguard force, with five powerful onmyoji is already very good, no matter how much it is, it is just redundant, not to mention that their army will come in two or three days, and their unscrupulous words will come to an end, just with the heart of casually bullying and bullying ordinary people, they came here to run around, but they didn't expect to meet such a god-killing figure, but the one who rushed up before was a genuine spirit level powerhouse, do they still have a chance to winThis disparity in strength is enough to make them despair.

The body of the spirit level powerhouse who was convulsing violently gradually turned dark green, and then was thrown aside by the strong man in front of him, the strong man whose body was still twitching violently pressed his neck, and a whining roar came out of his throat, obviously wanting to roar in pain, but such a simple request seemed to be unrealizable, and the neck had been twisted to that extent, ordinary people didn't know how many times they had died in such a situation, but the strongest of them still did not die, they were still struggling in pain.

"I'll just say you won't die so easily, he'll have to convulse for at least half an hour before he dies slowly, but if he lets him roar, it will make me very irritated, and of course he won't be so presumptuous, I don't know if you will think like that. Zhao Yong had a cold smile on his face, and they saw Zhao Yong's half-unbandaged arm clearly, and the thin arm seemed to be even worse than that of the Onmyoji.

Grunt.

There was no more grunting communication, from Zhao Yong's face, they had already seen their own end, this is a real cellar, in order to isolate the temperature of the sun, the roof here is at least more than a meter away, and the surrounding is even more solid land, they have no ability to break everything here, and there is only one place for the exit, they have no way to escape.

Without the slightest hesitation, they frantically rushed towards the two behind them and on their sides, hoping that the other party would take care of the lives of these two people and let them find a way to live.

The speed of the cultivator was increased to the extreme, and the eyes of ordinary people couldn't keep up with everything here at all, just like a middle-aged uncle just noticed that a person rushed to his side and locked his throat. After all this, the widow finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he turned his head to look at the emaciated figure, but all he saw was a cloud of air, and it was not until a sudden thud on the other side that he turned his head to look.

There were two convulsive figures lying beside the child, their faces were not only painful but also deeply frightened, they really didn't understand what could make such an explosive attack from such a thin body, their bodies were broken several times, and their whole bodies were also uncomfortable except for these few places.

The child saw two widows lying beside him, and subconsciously wanted to move the place. And the thin man standing beside him was looking at him with a smile, but they had fallen two more during the calcium carbide cremation, did he still have a chance to live, or was there a more normal way to die? This kind of death seemed far more uncomfortable than caesarean section.

"I guess you know our language, tell me what your plans are, maybe I'll give you a more happy death. ”

Zhao Yong's almost emotionless tone made this Japanese man suddenly deflated, the other party asked this obviously not because he was afraid of the ordinary people here, no cultivator anywhere would look down on ordinary people, this unknown strong man left him only because he could see that he could understand people's words, but the soldiers of the Japanese country would burn and loot, but they would never betray their own country!

"Long live the Yamato nation!" he finally knew what kind of pain his three friends were suffering as he uttered the words in the Chinese language.

Oh!

A cry of pain emanated from his throat, and his whole body seemed to be pricked by slender embroidery needles, and more pain like ten thousand ants devouring his heart appeared in his perception, and the two most extreme pains appeared in one person at the same time, and his spirit almost collapsed.

His throat was not sealed by the other party, but his body couldn't move a bit, which was more painful than sealing his throat. He roared and cursed as the figure slowly crouched down in front of him.

"You should know the reason why I left your mouth, tell me everything I want to know, and then give you a good time, here your widows will die, no one knows that you leaked the secret, even if you don't say it, I can catch more people to ask, anyway, there should be a lot of you widows doing the same thing as you......"

The intense pain made his consciousness blurred, and all he was thinking about now was how to die quickly, and just like Zhao Yong said, even if he didn't say it, someone would reveal their purpose, anyway, there were only two or three days left, and he could only comfort his betrayal like this.

"The army of the Japanese nation will march to this land, and then everything here will be included in the territory of the Yamato nation, such a rich land is only worthy ......of our Yamato nation!

Zhao Yong's brows furrowed slightly, the Wa Kingdom wants to start a war with the Tang Dynasty, but the four countries of Middle-earth are all connected as one, if the Wa Kingdom dares to go to war so crazy, then what about Xiyi, Nanban and Beidi? Will they also march in a big way, if this is the case, then there will be no more peace in Middle-earth.

"What about time?"

"Two days later, I'm just a small soldier, that's all I know, kill me quickly!" The only thing left of the widow was to die for relief, and then he was satisfied to see Zhao Yong's finger pointing towards his neck, and he finally showed a satisfied smile.

He was waiting for relief, but after waiting for a long time, the pain in his perception still did not appear, the pain on his body was still there, he looked up puzzled, but saw that Zhao Yong had straightened up, he wanted to question why he had not died, why the pain in his body still existed, but he was surprised to find that his throat could no longer make any sound, and his body could not move a single bit.

"Traitor, and doing such a thing, you better enjoy the rest of your life, and don't die so soon. ”

This widow also wanted to curse Zhao Yong for not keeping his word or something like that, but he could only spoil these words in his stomach, and he couldn't make the slightest sound.