"Poof!"

The blade of the sword flew towards the scar man, and before he could even give him a chance to scream, the blade of the sword was stuck in the ground, only a few centimeters away from his neck!

Li Yunyang squatted down, and the scar man raised his head timidly, but he just met this pair of cold eyes, and he didn't even have the courage to look at it for half a second!

"Feeling ashamed, want to die?" Looking at the scar man who was curled up into a piece, Li Yunyang's voice became colder: "The sword is next to you, if you have the courage, you can wipe your neck yourself, save Lao Tzu's hands!"

The scar man's whole body basically no longer has a good skin, his whole body is either blue or swollen, and his face has become blue and purple, even the little bird is estimated to have suffered a lot of thrusts, feeling a burst of coldness from his neck, his body trembled even more, and he nodded almost with a crying voice: "Uncle, no, adult, adult, I ...... I know it's wrong, you give me a chance, you let me go, I promise, I promise I won't dare again, please, please......"

"And you! A group of scum, what can they do to the defenseless people, if there is a kind of thing, stand up and fight with Lao Tzu!" Li Yunyang didn't bother to pay attention to him, stood up, and yelled at the Brory soldiers who fell to the ground, and the surroundings were already full of people, and they stood quietly and watched at this moment, looking at this young baron standing in the center of the square.

This time, Li Yunyang really won the respect of his subjects, the square was surrounded into a circle, and the riot just now seemed to be gone, and the eyes of people when they looked at Li Yunyang gradually became respectful.

"With this ability, you still dare to come to Lao Tzu's place to play tricks?" ******!" Seeing that no one dared to respond, Li Yunyang snorted and pulled out the flying sword inserted into the ground.

"What are you hiding, do you also deserve Lao Tzu to do it himself!" Li Yunyang walked out of the naked crowd and stood in front of the onlookers, the expression on his face finally softened.

"I'm sorry, folks, as the lord of Pirka's territory, I didn't take care of everyone, here, I make amends to you!" Li Yunyang bowed deeply to the crowd, he really wanted to take a sword and stab him in his leg or hand to prove his sincerity, but he was afraid of pain, and this idea only stayed in his mind. In 1 second, it was immediately dispelled......

"These people have caused our fellow villagers to be arrested, beaten, and killed! We have made a good territory so bleak now, you say, should we be killed!" Li Yunyang pointed behind him, and his tone became resolute.

Everyone stared at the strange lord, and no one answered, in the square. Except for the whirring of the wind, there was not a single murmur.

Li Yunyang looked around, and from everyone's eyes, he saw anger, resentment, and grief......

"A group of people who don't even let go of the mothers of three babies, a group of people who regard other people's lives as straw, are not human at all!" After a pause, Li Yunyang looked back at the twenty guys who fell to the ground, staring at him in extreme fear, and twisted his head back: "People, I brought it to you, you have hatred, resentment, and hatred, just watch and do it yourself, it doesn't matter, if you are killed or disabled, I am responsible for everything!"

"Pirka soldiers, mount and follow me!"

With an order, all the soldiers quickly returned to Qianliji's back, and with Li Yunyang's whistle, a hundred demonic beasts rose into the air again, and under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, they flew straight towards the discovery of the Xingge Plain.

In fact, Li Yunyang knows what the villagers are worried about, but this is not important, the important thing is that he has to give the villagers an explanation, and this has just begun......

How to deal with this matter in the end, he doesn't want to ask, it doesn't matter whether to kill or release, because it is their own decision, as for the safety of the villagers, then there is no need to think about it, nearly a thousand people with sticks in their hands, will they be afraid of twenty bare-ass thugs who have been beaten half to death?

Seeing the last black dot disappear into the dusk sky, the people of Pirka once again turned their attention to the twenty naked bodies in the middle of the square.

Yes, not a single one of the people present did not want to chop these beasts into pieces and feed them to the beasts, but they knew the consequences of doing so, and in this way, thousands of eyes fell in the middle of the square at once, but none of them dared to step forward, just like that, the enemy did not move, and the atmosphere became strange.

The first to take a step was a hunter, his son was a captain of the guard of Pirka, who was beaten to death on the street by the army sent to suppress a **** a month ago, but he couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening at all......

He wasn't the only one with red eyes, one person took a step, followed by a second, a third, a fourth......

Looking at the frightened faces on the ground, everyone's qi and blood began to surge continuously, and then they were pressed back again and again by reason, and gradually, reason was defeated little by little, one step, two steps, three steps......

"What are you doing!" In the panic, the scar man had already smelled the smell of danger, out of the instinct of survival, he stood up, but his legs began to tremble again, fear had reached a critical point, which made his brain calm down a lot, and his face was gloomy: "Have you forgotten the lessons of the previous times!"

Scar Man hopes to scare this group of simple-minded countrymen, after all, he is right, the first two riots ended up making Pirka pay a terrible price, but this time, he miscalculated, this is not a threat, this is which pot will not be opened, which pot he mentioned!

"You...... You will give back my son's life!" Orion's eyes became more and more blood-red, and his mind was full of the bloody picture of that scene, and the wooden stick in his hand was tightly held in his hand, and he rushed over like crazy.

"Go to hell, you wretched ......"

In a word, one person is equivalent to a fuse, igniting the entire battlefield......

"Don't come here, huh...... Don't......" Suddenly, the cries, yelling, and begging for mercy rang out, and the small square was once again crowded with people, and more and more people rushed up from behind, and the center of the riot, the naked ones, they didn't even have a gap to hide......