Text] Chapter 131 South Horn City

Chapter 131: The South Horn City

The massacre, absolutely a one-sided massacre of the red luoluǒ

Those people who used to be powerful and unscrupulous in front of the people of the South China Sea were like babies with no power in their hands in front of Zhang Huaming, allowing them to be tortured and killed without the power to resist. For Huang Ren's uncle and nephew, the impact can be imagined.

No one knows how high Zhang Huaming's strength is. But Huang Ren's uncle and nephew, who were born and raised in the land of the South China Sea, clearly knew how powerful the South China Sea Temple was.

A thousand years ago, the South China Sea Temple suddenly descended on the South China Sea Continent, swept through the South China Sea Continent in just three years, and brought all the forces under its banner. For thousands of years, no one on the South China Sea Continent dared to defy the authority of the South China Sea Temple, let alone raise the sharp sword in his hand to kill the South China Sea Temple.

However, just today, Zhang Huaming, an outsider of unknown origin, did not hesitate to ruthlessly exterminate all the people who violated the South China Sea Temple under his palm, and this courage and courage made Huang Ren's uncle and nephew feel frightened and couldn't help but feel envy and admiration. Frightened by his murderous methods, envious of his pleasure and revenge, and admired his male blood x-ng.

"This ...... Uncle Ren, he ...... "Huang Ling, who didn't come back from his fright until Zhang Huaming's figure disappeared, turned his head to look at Huang Ren, who was also shocked, and stammered and asked. His relatives were brutally slaughtered by the people of the South China Sea Temple because of Zhang Huaming's arrival, and his heart was full of resentment towards Zhang Huaming and unwillingness to die innocently of his relatives. However, Zhang Huaming's ruthless killing of the Blue Sea Temple made him feel cold and palpitating in his back to this day, especially the promise Zhang Huaming made before leaving made him shocked.

God, that is the South China Sea Temple that has ruled the South China Sea Continent for nearly a thousand years, this Zhang Huaming not only did not hesitate to kill thirty-one people in Liancheng, but also wanted to continue to harvest the heads of the people of the South China Sea Temple. Could it be that he is crazy? Don't you know that going against the South China Sea Temple will only lead to death?

Perhaps it was Zhang Huaming's merciless revenge on the people of the South China Sea Temple that made Huang Ling's resentment towards him decrease a lot, and even worried about his safety slightly.

"Zhang Huaming, such a man, is the real manly man who stands up to the sky" Huang Ren looked at Zhang Huaming's passing figure from afar, and his eyes, which had been clouded for forty years, suddenly became bright, and a trace of perseverance flashed from his pupils.

Huang Ling listened quietly, silent, his hands clenched into fists. How could he not understand why Huang Ren would sigh so much. In the more than 1,000 years that have been brutally ruled by the South China Sea Temple, the people on the South China Sea Continent have long been worn to the point that they have lost their blood, lost their fearless spirit belonging to men, and have become weak cowards who are timid and afraid of life and death. If it weren't for Zhang Huaming's violent killing, I'm afraid that this blood feud would only be buried in the bottom of their hearts by their cowardice.

"Uncle Ren, these people?" After a silent silence, Huang Ling looked at the wailing subordinates of Liancheng in front of him and asked softly.

There was no response for a long time, Huang Ling looked up at Huang Ren, and after a long time, he heard Huang Ren grit his teeth and spit out a word from his mouth: "Kill"

There is a deep feud in the sea of blood, and only blood debts can be repaid by blood

The innocent and tragic deaths of relatives and friends can only be comforted by the blood and heads of these enemies.

"Kill"

"Kill"

The surviving Huang family children suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, resounding between heaven and earth, high-spirited jīd-ng. At this moment, they finally retrieved the men's blood x-ng that had been lost for many years, and they really felt that this was the real man who stood up to the sky.

"You ...... If you dare to hurt us by a single m-o, the temple will surely destroy you. The wailing members of the temple patrol guard were frightened by the roar of the Huang family's children, and said angrily and intimidated.

"Extinguishing the m-n?" Huang Ling glanced down at the person who spoke, and walked up to him gently, a cruel smile raised at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of cold murderous intent, "Then let Lao Tzu slaughter you all before being destroyed by the m-n." ”

Before the words fell, the knife in his hand rose and swung down, like an indomitable harvesting machine, and the cold light flashed away.

The head fell, the blood was splashed, and the man's blood X-NG returned

"From this moment on, Huang Jiaerlang and the South China Sea Temple will never die" Huang Ling raised the bloody long knife in his hand, and looked into the distance at the bloody S-sky rendered red by the remnant sun, and his voice was loud.

"Vow not to stand on the other, never to die"

"Vow not to stand on the other, never to die"

The Huang family Erlang, who was full of hatred, got up with a sound and fell with a knife, and let the blood splash all over the resolute face......

The bleak wind blew by, Zhang Huaming walked silently on the mountain road after the rain, with a trace of exhaustion and loneliness on his slightly pale face, and his thin mouth ch-n tightly pursed into an arc.

He didn't know what kind of mental impact the scene of slaughtering the people in the South China Sea Temple today had on the Huang family Erlang who had lost their relatives and friends, and he didn't know that because of him, the Huang family Erlang, who had already lost the blood of his male son, had finally become manly husbands with kindness and revenge again, let alone that the South China Sea Temple, which had ruled the South China Sea Continent for nearly a thousand years, would begin to embark on the road of destruction today.

He was still trapped in his own strong self-blame, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, and his scattered gaze occasionally looked up into the distance. He never imagined that just because of his arrival, hundreds of innocent people would lie under the butcher's knife.

For the enemy, Zhang Huaming never skimped on the sword in his hand, for his relatives and friends, he also did not hesitate to use his strength to protect them, and as for those innocent people, he would never let their blood easily stain his sword.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

Zhang Huaming, who has always had clear grievances, was in a rather depressed mood at this time.

"**, *** Temple, see that Lao Tzu will not kill you this time. Zhang Huaming suddenly gritted his teeth and scolded viciously.

Zhang Huaming came to the South China Sea this time to capture a soul beast, and according to the place where the soul beast haunted by Master Xuan Tianba, Zhang Huaming compared the location on the map with the location of the temple that Huang Ren told him, and he found that the place where the soul beast was located was where the South China Sea Temple is located today.

"It seems that this is the will of heaven in the dark. Zhang Huaming put away the map, took a deep breath, muttered to himself, and strode on the journey.

After a day and night journey, two days later, Zhang Huaming came to a city. This is a thousand-year-old city called Nanzhijiao, it is said that because the city is located in the southernmost corner of the South China Sea Continent, so it is named Nanzhijiao, and on the edge of the South Horn City, there is a sea, there is a huge island on the sea, and the Nanhai Temple, which has ruled the South China Sea Continent for thousands of years, is located on that huge island.

"Hey, did you hear that? It is said that a patrol of the South Sea Temple was killed. As soon as Zhang Huaming walked into a restaurant, there was a low sound of discussion in his ears.

"I just heard that, it seems that the corpse of the patrol guard has not been found yet, and the first seat of the South China Sea Temple is furious, and a wanted warrant has been issued yesterday, and the murderer is arrested, and the reward is as high as 1,000 taels. Another slightly emaciated man hurriedly answered, and at the same time swept his surroundings with two eyes, as if he was afraid of being heard.

"Tsk, a thousand taels, I don't know how much huā wine I can drink and how many beauties I can brew. The gray-clothed man who spoke earlier smashed his mouth and slammed his mouth, with a salivating expression.

"you, do you think that one thousand taels is so easy to take? In the past hundred years, I have never heard of anyone who dares to kill someone from the South China Sea Temple, and now one person kills a patrol team directly, and the captain of the patrol team heard that he is still a fifth-level general, you can imagine how strong the murderer's strength is, at least the strength of a sixth-level general, well, maybe the seventh level is not necessarily. You're such a wreck who can't even reach the second-level generals, and you still dare to get the thousand taels, dream about you. The emaciated man said with disdain.

"Cut, I just can't think about it?" The man in gray pouted his lips a little unwillingly and argued, "But that murderer is also bold, and he actually dares to kill the people of the temple, isn't he afraid that he will be caught by the South China Sea Temple and tortured to death?"

"The devil knows who the murderer is. And I've heard that the patrol was killed because they slaughtered a village of hundreds of people. But...... Hehe, in fact, I think it's good, the murderer killed well, **, those brutes, I have long seen that the people in those temples are unhappy, but it's a pity that the skills are not as good as people, and there are wives and mothers at home, otherwise I would have killed him a few times ago. The emaciated man lowered his voice and gloated.

"Damn, you dare to say this, be careful of being heard by them, you don't even have any bones left of your mother's bones. The man in gray hurriedly covered the emaciated man's mouth and scolded viciously, a pair of thief eyes looked around, his face was panicked, and after he didn't notice anything unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then the two of them muttered in a whisper.

Hearing their discussion, Zhang Huaming was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that what happened in Huangjia Village that day had actually spread to Nanzhijiao, and the Nanhai Temple also offered a reward of 1,000 taels to capture him.

"Lao Tzu is a Taoist realm of the King of Ease, is it only worth a thousand taels? . Zhang Huaming said to himself with some indignation, with his current net worth on the Martial Arts Continent, he is worth more than 10 million, but he didn't expect that the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and it turned into a stall of 1,000 taels, which is unreasonable.

Before Zhang Huaming could finish muttering, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was a little strange, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on him, and his eyes were full of doubt, curiosity and incomprehension.

Zhang Huaming smiled bitterly, and secretly said that the people in the South China Sea Continent are really weird, they all have a figure of more than two meters tall, and they hurt themselves, who were originally tall in the Martial Arts Continent, but they have become out-and-out shorts when they come here. Zhang Huaming was thinking about ignoring the gazes of these people, his ears suddenly twitched slightly, and he turned his head to look outside the restaurant M-N.

"The messenger of the temple came to the southern corner, and all beings bowed to St. Ann. A loud and energetic voice came from far away from the city.

"The temple messenger is coming, hurry, hurry, meet the messenger. As soon as the loud voice came, the diners of the restaurant immediately panicked, and they couldn't care about eating the delicious food anymore, and rushed to M-N outside, and even the shopkeeper who was settling accounts didn't have time to put away the broken silver on the cabinet and ran to M-N in three steps and two steps.

"The messenger of the temple is coming to the south corner, and all beings bow to the Holy Ann" The melodious voice sounded again, Zhang Huaming raised his eyes, and it could be seen that hundreds of people in the shops and houses on both sides of the street rushed to the side of the street in a panic, and fell to the ground with their heads plopped, and even their heads were about to touch the ground.

"This temple messenger is quite a big one. Zhang Huaming's brows furrowed slightly, he sneered, and strode to a window facing the street, staring sharply at a gorgeous sedan chair that entered the South Corner under the support of hundreds of temple guards. With his dignified status as the king of freedom and the generalissimo of the national soldiers and horses, he was in a high position and prestigious in the Xia country, and he did not dare to let the people worship him, but he did not expect that a so-called divine envoy in the South China Sea Temple was bigger than his own shelf.

But not to mention, thousands of people with a body of more than two meters tall knelt on the ground to welcome them, and the visual impact was still quite shocking in the face of Zhang Huaming from the Martial Arts Continent.

If I can organize a team of warriors with strong R-U body strength, let them learn the cultivation techniques, and then bring them to the Martial Arts Continent, I don't know what the effect will be.

An idea suddenly popped up in Zhang Huaming's heart, but then he remembered that his idea was whimsical, because the South China Sea Continent had been isolated from the world by the ancient supernatural powers, not only could outsiders not enter the South China Sea, but people from the South China Sea could not leave.

"The bold pariahs, the messenger of God came, and they did not kneel down to greet them. Zhang Huaming was amused by his thoughts when a roar suddenly came from the street.