Yang Wei's stroll was not without purpose, he was walking in the direction of the church step by step. The church is located at the back of the two blood pools, and the road between the two blood pools is facing the main entrance of the church.

Yang Wei thought very clearly, since he had been exposed, then he couldn't leave a living mouth to delay the mosquito tribe as much as possible to know his whereabouts. It's not that he hasn't done anything like killing people, it's just that he killed a bit more people this time.

And the most important thing to kill people is to kill the so-called divine envoy of the mosquito clan first, this guy can fly, if he lets him go, then there is no point in Yang Wei killing so many people.

As for the rest of the human beings, none of these people escaped, and they all rushed towards Yang Wei like moths to the fire, which was what Yang Wei wanted to see the most. If these people scattered and fled, Yang Wei was really not sure to kill them one by one, after all, he was just one person.

The current Mosquito Clan Divine Envoy has already regretted it a little, in fact, the task he received was only to report to Her Majesty the Queen as soon as possible after getting Yang Wei's whereabouts, and he was eager to make meritorious contributions, but instead forced himself into an embarrassing situation.

Looking at the scene of Yang Dawei killing the Quartet, his careful liver tightened for a while. He wanted to escape, but he didn't dare to escape. If you don't escape, it is very likely that Yang Wei will be killed here.

But if he escaped, he wouldn't have survived. Because if he was frightened by Yang Wei and ran away, what kind of impression would it leave in the minds of these believers? It would be disastrous, and the believers' faith would be shaken, and the queen would not let him go!

Seeing that Yang Wei was getting closer and closer to the church, he was about thirteen meters away from the main entrance of the church. The bishop here has long since urinated. Don't dare to stay in this dangerous place anymore.

The Mosquito Divine Envoy did not stop the bishop from leaving, and since the bishop had made this decision, he had chosen his life between his life and his clergy. He couldn't help but lament that the clergy were not as strong as the believers below.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the periphery of the square: "Don't let him approach the church! This blasphemous wants to kill the gods! Get out of the way! I'll deal with him!"

The crowd in the square cheered, "Ah! It's the old village master Fang! The old village master Fang has made a move, this blasphemous person will die without a whole body! Quick! Get out of the way!"

In an instant, the crowd in the square split into a passage, and a black horse galloped from the periphery of the square. The crowd was already crowded, even if people deliberately moved out of the way. It's not that wide either.

And the black horse ridden by the old village owner of Fang blew like a gust of wind. I didn't meet a single person in the square, which shows that his riding skills are extremely skillful, and the black horse has reached the edge of psychic.

Yang Wei also turned to look at this person, and a hint of banter flashed in his eyes. From an outsider's point of view. This Fang Lao Zhai master has strong martial arts. But Yang Wei could see that this Fang Laozhai master was not only compared with him before he lost his martial arts, but also compared with Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. It's also far inferior.

I saw this Fang Laozhai master riding on a horse, letting go of the reins of the horse with both hands, taking off the longbow from his back, bending the bow and setting up an arrow, and shooting an arrow at Yang Wei.

As soon as Yang Wei saw him take off the longbow, he knew what he wanted. Yang Wei's eyesight was still maintained before his martial arts were lost, but his movements could not keep up with the rhythm because he did not have the support of true qi.

So Yang Wei raised his hand early, pointing in the direction where the old village owner Fang came from, it wasn't that he was cool. It's just that when the arrow hits him, his body doesn't have time to react.

Although this kind of arrow couldn't hurt him, he didn't want to hurt himself so much. It was too late, it was fast, and the arrow of the old village master Fang was already like lightning, and it shot towards Yang Wei with a sharp roar.

Halfway through the arrow, Yang Wei had already clearly seen that the arrow was shooting at his chest, and he just shifted his arm down an inch, and it happened to intercept the path where the arrow had to go.

When it comes to archery, how can the owner of Fang Laozhai be comparable to Yang Wei, the god of arrows, but Yang Wei's martial arts are all lost, and there is no way to shoot arrows again, but this eyesight is still there.

Hearing only the sound of "ding", Yang Wei had already popped out a finger, hit the tip of the arrow, and flew the arrow into the sky. Yang Wei slowly withdrew his fingers, put them to his mouth and blew. Damn, my chest doesn't have to hurt, my fingers hurt to death!

At this time, the old village master Fang had already rushed over on horseback, to say that this black horse was also extremely powerful, its sprint speed was only slightly slower than the arrow. After Yang Wei flicked the arrow and put it to his lips and blew it, it was already about seven or eight meters away from Yang Wei.

Fang Laozhai master shouted, jumped up from the saddle, held a big knife in his hand, raised it high above his head, the knife on the big knife was vertical and horizontal, wrapped in a piece of blue light, with the help of the momentum of the horses and the strength of his own fall, like Mount Tai pressed the top, towards Yang Wei slashed down.

At the same time as the big knife fell, the sword qi on the big knife was about to burst out. At this time, Qingmengmeng's sword aura suddenly disappeared. Yang Wei took two steps back to the left, letting go of the rushing black horse.

Immediately afterwards, with a "pop", the body of the old village owner Fang had fallen to the ground like a puddle of mud, and there was no movement. Yang Wei glanced at him disdainfully, and said secretly in his heart, this kind of soul strength is still visible?

The scene was silent, just now the old village owner Fang came out, the crowd's offensive stopped, who knew that the final result was like this, the old village master with high martial arts was so vulnerable in front of the other party.

The other party didn't even make a move, and the old village master Fang was already dead on the spot, worthy of being the blood slave of the Creation God!

In the crowd, a middle-aged man's eyes were already blood-red, and he shouted: "For the glory of God! Let us throw ourselves into the arms of God as soon as possible!" After speaking, he rushed towards Yang Wei first.

But after running two steps, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground. At this moment, everyone's eyes were red, and they rushed towards Yang Wei, and the scene began to be chaotic again.

Yang Wei shook his head, and secretly said in his heart, crazy, these people are all crazy! Since this is the case, don't blame me for being rude! In fact, he has never been polite. The slaughter began again.

The mosquito clan envoy on the observation deck saw that someone had come out, and the martial arts did not look weak, and he still had a glimmer of hope, but when this person was dead on the spot in front of Yang Wei, this mosquito clan envoy had already made up his mind, and it was good to escape quickly, and it would be good to live a moment longer.

Yang Wei turned around and saw that the mosquito god on the observation deck had changed his body rapidly, and transparent wings had grown behind his back, and in a few moments, he had turned into a big mosquito. (To be continued......)