Chapter 182: The Wicked

Li Yuanxi laughed at himself: "Crazy? Maybe."

He glanced down at the blood-drenched capital below, where there were millions of people, and hundreds of thousands of brutes in human skins.

And now, those beasts are wielding butcher knives at their compatriots, unleashing the beastly nature in their hearts without any scruples, and the once prosperous capital of a country has now become a purgatory on earth.

Perhaps, as Zhou Yiping said, it won't be long before Zhou Yiping doesn't make a move, and this city will eventually become a dead city.

Li Yuanxi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the restless spiritual power in ***.

Between his eyebrows, a small golden figure holding a scroll staggered.

Fine cracks had begun to appear on the villain's gold body, like a sign that a fine piece of porcelain was about to be destroyed.

With Li Yuanxi's body as the center, Haoran's righteousness swept out overwhelmingly, not only enveloping Li Yuanxi and Zhou Yiping's bodies, but even the blood clouds that were floating in the sky were covered in.

As the blood cloud was covered by the light curtain formed by the Haoran righteousness, the sun, which was obscured by the blood cloud, finally sprinkled the sun on the earth.

The dim world suddenly lit up, and the robbers who were killing in the city were also stunned for a moment by the sudden sunshine, and the lambs to be slaughtered on the ground looked at the bright sun in the sky, and their eyes could not help but show a look of hope.

But in the next second, the splash of blood once again shattered their newly ignited hope.

Guo Tielin sneered: "Brothers, hurry up, kill these big families, and then go to Ruyi Street to meet those high-ranking officials and lords!"

Wang Jun chopped off the middle-aged man who was begging for mercy with a single knife, and it was the man who was so frightened that he fell to the ground after Wang Jun opened the door.

After everyone made a move, he kept shrinking at the back of the team and wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but he was surrounded and killed by this group of robbers on all sides, how could an unarmed man be the opponent of these red-eyed bandits.

Wang Jun stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to catch the sunshine in the sky, but he didn't catch it.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself as he looked at his bloodstained hands, but he held the steel knife in his hand tighter.

Guo Tielin shouted at him, "Third child, don't be stunned, isn't there a woman in the house? Go in and kill her as well, and don't leave her alive."

Wang Jun replied, "I know!"

After speaking, Wang Jun walked quickly towards the tiled house with a blood-dripping steel knife, and the disheveled woman was sitting on the straw mat with her son in her arms.

The terrible wails outside had not stopped since the beginning, and she was always on the lookout for fear that the hungry wolves outside would break in and tear her and her son to pieces.

Fortunately, he was clever and took the initiative to dedicate himself, and if the thief had thought about his own service, he might be able to spare the lives of their mothers.

But as Wang Jun's figure came into sight, the woman hurriedly got up and wanted to come forward to flatter.

But as soon as she took two steps, she trembled, staggered backwards, picked up her son, who was still unconscious, and retreated to the corner of the wall, and there was no way back.

The woman's eyes were full of tears, and she deliberately said softly, "Grandpa Haohan, you just let go of the slave family and this child, the slave family must serve Grandpa Haohan wholeheartedly, and there will be no complaints when you are a cow and a horse."

Wang Jun smiled, and threw the round head in his hand over.

The vision in the tiled house was dim, and the woman didn't know what it was, so she took it in her hand in a daze.

But as soon as she started it, she knew that this was not an ordinary thing, and when she looked down, she was so frightened that she almost fainted, and the head in her hand flew up.

"Ah Zhong, you, you killed Ah Zhong."

The Ah Zhong she spoke of was her dead husband and the owner of the head that rolled to the ground.

After the woman lost her mind for a short time, she actually ripped off her clothes, and ran towards Wang Jun again.

But this time, Wang Jun only had the coldness of a yin owl in his eyes, and watched the woman run over.

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It was handed out directly, and the sharp tip of the knife instantly pierced the woman's heart, blood spurted from the woman's mouth, her eyes were full of unwillingness, and her naked body gradually collapsed to the ground, and blood flowed all over the room.

Wang Jun pulled out the long knife expressionlessly, and walked straight in the direction of the boy in the corner.

As soon as he took a step, he stopped, looked down in surprise, but saw that the woman was not dead, and grabbed Wang Jun's ankle with one hand.

Wang Jun was stunned for a moment and scolded, "Pretending to be a ghost to scare Lao Tzu, right?"

After saying that, he swung his long knife again, chopped off the woman's head with one sword, and then kicked the head away.

Only then did he turn around and was about to move his steps, but he found that the hand holding his ankle had not yet been released.

This time Wang Jun was completely dumbfounded, he had killed a lot of people today, but he had never seen anything like this, he could still reach out and hold himself after his heart was pierced, his head had fallen off and his hand had not fallen off, what kind of person was this?

Don't...... Can you become a ghost just after you die?

As soon as the thought came to mind, Wang Jun felt a chill coming from the tiled house, and he subconsciously shrank his neck.

The next moment, he swung the knife again, and the hand where the long knife fell from the woman was immediately cut off.

Wang Jun laughed cruelly: "I can kill you when you are alive, even if you become a ghost, Lao Tzu can still kill you!"

He strode up to the little boy, because Wang Jun's previous palm and kick had not yet regained consciousness.

Wang Jun did not hesitate to stab him in the chest, and so far, all three members of this family died at his hands.

When he walked to the door, Wang Jun inadvertently glanced at it and happened to see the little girl curled up in the corner of the door.

Looking at each other, the little girl was so frightened that she buried her head in her knees, and no longer dared to look up at the bloody man in front of her.

Wang Jun let out a sigh of relief, lifted the steel knife in his hand and slowly walked towards the girl.

It is at least much better for such a young child to survive in such a world, and to die at my hands than to fall into the hands of those who have special habits, that is, to go down with a knife.

Just as he was approaching the little girl, a strange sound suddenly came from outside.

Bang, like the sound of a big drum.

What's even more bizarre is that the crying outside and the wild laughter of the brothers also stopped abruptly at this moment.

Is it all killed? Can......

Just when Wang Jun was puzzled, the isolation light curtain woven by Li Yuanxi on the high altitude had basically taken shape, and now only the last corner was left to completely complete this isolation barrier.

Zhou Yiping's eyes rolled wildly, he didn't want to die in such a place with Li Yuanxi.