Chapter 9: The Massacre

The big windmill at the entrance of the village is still turning gently and slowly, and the breeze is gently blowing.

The silence of the audience, the same slap, the same place, although they are all bandits, their martial arts are also mediocre, they are the bottom of the martial arts in the secular world, and they really feel the breath of death.

The young man in front of him who is a little too young is afraid that he is a real grandmaster-level master, although the man with the cloak in front of the thief is also a little shocked, the surface looks as stable as Mount Tai, although this slap does look more powerful than himself, he does not feel the slightest flow of true qi, Yin Xian is a foreign practitioner, but this young man is a little familiar as if he has seen it somewhere!

"Dry tongue."

Looking at the fat man who flew out upside down, Yu Zhengyang took out a handkerchief that he didn't know where it came from, and while wiping it, his eyes swept around, and he saw the man in a black cloak in front of the bandit.

"You are the boss of this group of people, I won't talk much nonsense, release people, and die!"

I couldn't see any expression of the man in black, of course, Yu Zhengyang didn't care about the expression of the man in black, and before the man in black answered, he directly stomped his foot and rushed straight up.

It's not interesting to say that just slapping the fat man to death, beating these mortals is no different from pinching an ant to death.

A breath came to the man in black in an instant, and the man in black named Xu Ye didn't have time to react at all, and he was choked by someone's neck, only to hear a "click" Xu Ye, who was still untouchable just now, twisted his neck in front of this young man who was a little too excessive.

Yu Zhengyang is in the Demon Sect and is the existence of the Demon Sect, and it is even more strange that the strong people of the sect are respected and kill each other, and they will definitely not be as merciful as Fang Beisheng!

No one knows where Xu Ye came from, at that time, the Black Wind Thieves were still a group of small thieves who could be destroyed casually! One day suddenly came to the Black Wind Village to join, since Xu Ye's joining, the Black Wind Village has gradually developed from an unknown little thief to a local evil tumor, and in the following years, as the Black Wind Thief became more and more famous, more and more bad things were done.

In the end, even the imperial court knew about this notorious bandit, and even sent troops to encircle and suppress Heifeng Village several times! Under the leadership of Xu Ye, the danger was turned into a disaster, and the unsuccessful encirclement and suppression of the imperial court made the reputation of Heifeng Village more and more famous, and even the local governor and the chief soldier did not dare to offend Heifeng Village, and let this group of bandits do nonsense!

There are countless heroes in the rivers and lakes who are famous for eliminating harm, and the master died at the hands of Xu Ye. It can be said that Heifeng Village can have today's achievements, and this credit is indispensable!

Such a powerful person is a person, a myth, and a synonym for a demon! The neck that was easily twisted, and the head was directly taken off and put under the feet and stepped on it directly! In contrast, the second master who was slapped and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, I don't know how much better it is!

Looking at the young man in front of him who was splashed with blood by the corpse under his feet, he didn't care about the corpse in his hand and threw it aside, his hand was full of blood and put it on his forehead and laughed, and the blood flowed down his wrist and fell to the ground drop by drop, as if Shura had descended!

Everyone was stunned and stared blankly! The big windmill at the entrance of the village is still spinning unhurriedly, and only Yu Zhengyang's unbridled laughter echoes at this time! Who else!

The thieves didn't know who shouted, "Devil!" O devil! Come on! Run for your life! Everyone came back from the deep shock, the bandits hurriedly fled in all directions, Fang Beisheng also slowly came back to his senses, how could he have seen such a bloody scene, he had an urge to vomit, but he endured the discomfort!

At this time, Miss Zhang was already frightened and fainted, and the two thieves who had been holding her before also left her and ran for their lives! Let Zhang Mengxue fall to the ground, the scene was chaotic at this time, afraid that Miss Zhang would be frightened and everyone stepped on it, Fang Beisheng hurriedly came to her side and helped her up and put her on the side of the safe haystack!

Yu Zhengyang's eyes were cold and he looked at all the fleeing bandits present, and the heads of several bandits were different, that was really a knife for a child, a knife for 9999! If you are a brother, you will come to cut me, I am a scumbag, I am Gu Tianle, I am waiting for you in the legend!

Looking at the second brother who seemed to be Shura, Fang Beisheng was already white, this person was the famous Demon Sect demon who was known as the "Zheng Gongzi", who was located in the third of the ten sons of the Demon Sect.

He was also suspicious before, but later got along and found that the second brother was simple by nature, and sometimes even a little cute! And it can be seen that he is even more sincere to his friends, so he thinks that it may be someone with the same name and surname.

Legend has it that although the "righteous son" of the Demon Sect acts in a straightforward manner, as long as there is a place where he appears, the place where he does it will cry and howl wolves, blood will flow everywhere, and even none of the dead will have a complete body and head in a different place, just like purgatory!

"Hey" sighed lightly and shook his head, although these people deserve to die, they still can't bear to watch some people die miserably since they were children, they should be handed over to the government to get the punishment they deserve!

He called me big brother but became like this in front of him, as a big brother, I feel ashamed, I should lead him to the right path, the real infinite way! Instead of watching him fall deeper and deeper into the demonic path! Second brother, the eldest brother will definitely lead you to the road of socialist happiness, I believe in the eldest brother!

Glancing at Yu Xian'er beside him, Fang Beisheng grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword placed next to him as if he had made some decision, and his figure flashed to the second brother's side.

Yu Zhengyang is holding up a thief with one hand, the four fingers of the other hand are stretched out and put together, the thumb is half clasped tightly with the four fingers, and the whole palm is across the position next to his chest, the arm is bent, the expression is indifferent, ready to go straight through the chest of this bandit, the thief is pinched by the neck, the expression has been distorted, it is not difficult to see that the eyes are still leaking deep fear and begging to let him go! At this time, the corners of Yu Zhengyang's mouth suddenly rose slightly, and his arm suddenly stretched forward to take the position of the thief's chest!

"Second brother!" Seeing that this bandit was about to die a tragic death, Fang Beisheng hurriedly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Yu Zhengyang's arm, looking at the second brother who seemed to have become another person in front of him, the person in front of him was covered in blood, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes except for indifference or indifference, as if everyone was like a beast in his eyes, and his hair was scattered, inexplicably heartache!

"Zhengyang is enough! Don't kill anymore! These people were handed over to the local government for punishment... Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream, and the notorious thief was directly chilled! Before killing the bandit, the "tearing" sounded when the thief was directly torn in half and thrown aside. Blood spattered, there was no language, there was only brotherhood, there was no anger, Fang Beisheng grabbed Yu Zhengyang's arm once, looked at the blood-stained hands, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly shook it with both hands, patted it gently, and said sincerely:

"Zhengyang, I'm the eldest brother, don't you remember the eldest brother? Do you still remember that you want to recognize me as a big brother, and I will teach you to comb the middle? ”

"Hahaha" There was no answer, only Yu Zhengyang's wild laughter, and an indifferent expression without a trace of emotion, he shook off Fang Beisheng's hands suddenly, only to see Yu Zhengyang quickly move his hand to his mouth, and then the ring finger and little finger were half-gripped, the thumb was pressed on the nail of the ring finger, the index finger and middle finger were erected and put together, and the mouth read:

"The avenue is endless, the devil is from the firmament, the sky is bloody and rainy, gather!"

The dead corpses around him suddenly boiled, and the blood suddenly rushed out like a fountain, all gathered together, and in about a few seconds, a blood slave composed entirely of blood appeared next to the two people, and even the trajectory of the blood flow could be seen clearly, gathering like blood vessels.

The key blood slave actually smiled disdainfully like a human with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, extremely weird! This kind of scene is simply unheard of and unseen. There is still no language, only unbridled laughter! After doing all this, Yu Zhengyang quickly retreated a distance, and the two were opposed! The two sides never said anything more.

When Yu Zhengyang looked weird, his hair was completely messed up and draped on his shoulders at will, and his whole body was covered in blood, and he no longer had the appearance of a personable son.

Fang Beisheng looked at Yu Zhengyang at this time and thought in his heart: I don't know what kind of exercises the second brother cultivates, so weird and cruel! Yu Zhengyang moved, only to see him tilt his head slightly, and pointed at Fang Beisheng with an evil smile in his mouth.

The blood slave first clenched his fist as if he understood, then shook his shoulder, and stomped on his toes and threw a simple and rough punch directly, "I rely on" What is the principle of this? There's no way, it seems that the only way to deal with this monster is to deal with it first.

Fang Beisheng quickly formed the magic seal, then thought about it, stopped his movements, directly clenched his fists, stomped his feet, and came to a hard touch without fear, "bump", the two fists collided together, and an invisible energy also dispersed, the immortals fought, mortals suffered, and the villagers in the village had already fled.

The surrounding houses were directly collapsed, and a huge crater appeared on the road due to the collision of two people, and the collision of two simple punches directly caused it to be like a meteorite falling!

Cultivating immortals would have changed their lives against the sky and conquered the heavens and the earth! You can imagine their physical strength. The entrance of the village was in a mess, the dilapidated windmill was still squeaking and turning, and the blood slave briefly fought several times again, and then the two quickly separated and looked at each other face to face again!