"Ahh Before Jia Yue could see the person who shot clearly, three believers died in front of her eyes, and one of them was even directly beheaded in half, blood splashing on the hem of her skirt.

"Miss Jia, don't be afraid, it's me!" The heavy and powerful voice came into my ears, so familiar!

Jia Yue raised his eyes, and saw a young man in a white robe with a sharp sword in his hand, who was not Jiang Han?

Jia Yue lost his voice and said, "Gongzi Jiang, why are you here?" ”

Jiang Han said: "It's too late to elaborate, you stand behind me." ”

In the middle of this meeting, four or five more crazy believers rushed towards them, these believers were already superstitious about the local gods, and when they saw someone disturbing the Dajiao, they frantically pounced on them.

The priest said, "Offending the gods is an unforgivable sin!" Send them all to hell and burn their sins! ”

As the priest spoke, the believers swarmed up.

Shan Feng, Li Xue and the others immediately fell into a bitter battle!

Although their martial arts cultivation is high, they can't beat the master to death with random punches, not to mention that there is no shortage of practitioners in this crowd.

In particular, the die-hard supporters of the priest have reached the realm of eight and seven grades.

"Get out of this village first!" The single-edged battle lasted for a while, and although he cut down four or five people, he was also attacked behind him, and he was raked by a nail rake that came from nowhere.

Shan Feng knew that in some prefectures and counties in Dayu South Vietnam, there were two villages where the people were fierce and often fought with weapons, and many people died in each fight.

Even if the local government tried to intervene, it would be beaten out by angry villagers.

Shan Feng didn't know if the Diao people in South Vietnam were so strong, but he knew that these superstitious believers were crazy.

They are simply not afraid of death!

The companion was hacked to death in front of him and was indifferent, and launched an attack with the same expression.

This kind of numb look made Shan Feng's liver tremble, and he understood that he had to run out, in this situation, he was afraid that the grandmaster would also be beaten to death by random punches here.

The priest with the wand in his hand found out that some of them were trying to escape, and came out of his mouth with a muttering language, and without knowing what he had said, the believers went berserk and pounced on them without fear of death.

At first, Jiang Han thought about capturing the thief and capturing the king first, and first taking the priest and ordering them to stop, but after trying several times, he couldn't get close to the priest, and he was forced back by the fanatical believers.

"I can't take care of others, Jia Yue, come with me!"

Jiang Han swung the Qingyun Sword, stabbed the two villains to death, took Jia Yue's hand and left.

Fortunately, although there are many people in Da Jiao today, not all of them are fanatical believers, and everyone has the courage to face the sword in Jiang Han's hand, so that he can find a path and rush out.

As soon as Jiang Han left, the pressure fell on the others, especially Qin Miaoyun, she was the first to make a move, and the pressure was the greatest.

But this beautiful Dao Gu's swordsmanship was amazing, a sword unfolded, the cold light flickered, and the fanatical believer was killed by the sword if he was not prepared for it.

But in the midst of the intensive attacks, the body was still hung with color.

Suddenly, the priest screamed wildly, and a man in a cloth robe and a mask rushed towards Qin Miaoyun, raised a palm and struck out.

Qin Miaoyun didn't have time to think carefully, and slapped it out with his left hand.

As soon as I made contact, I felt that the other party's internal force was like a stormy wave, and I was like a flat boat in the sea.

Qin Miaoyun took seven or eight steps back, her left hand drooped, she couldn't stop trembling, her chest was churning, and it was hot and painful.

She was horrified in her heart: how could there be such a master in this small village?

This powerful internal force is already above itself.

It may not be invincible to fight alone, not to mention that there are so many crazy believers around?

……

Jiang Han took Jia Yue to scurry around in the alley, and when the believers stopped him, he stabbed him to death with a sword.

Although his swordsmanship is not at the top level, he is still handy in the face of these crazy believers.

At the beginning of killing these believers, Jiang Han still had some pressure in his heart, these believers were just bewitched by the priests, although they were guilty, but the sin did not lead to death.

But when he killed the seventh person, he let go of the moral concept in his heart, and even every time he killed, watching the Qingyun Sword stab into the throat of the other party, there was a faint pleasure in his heart.

"Is this what the saying goes? It is no wonder that some people gradually become murderous after killing people, because it can give people pleasure when they kill. Jiang Han said secretly in his heart.

At this moment, the second wave of chasing behind him ushered in.

This time it was six or seven people, dressed in burlap clothes, with loose hair and shoulders, and their faces were painted with strange patterns of red, red, green and green paint, and they looked like evil spirits.

"Kill the man!"

"Take that woman's wheel, and then use her as a tribute to the gods!"

One of them sneered, and rushed forward with a short knife.

Jiang Han sighed and raised his sword to kill.

As soon as they fought, Jiang Han found that the martial arts of these people were not weak, at least they had practiced martial arts for a few years, and the six of them joined forces to attack, which also forced him to be in a hurry.

But soon Jiang Han adapted to this rhythm, and the sword technique of Xuan Ning was fully launched, this sword technique was originally both offensive and defensive, but Si Jian focused on teaching him killing moves.

According to Si Jian, no matter what enemy is, as long as a sword pierces the opponent's throat, what else does he need to guard?

After six or seven moves passed, Jiang Han mastered the rhythm, and the Qingyun Sword in his hand pierced a person's throat like lightning, solving one.

Immediately after the second move, he killed another one, and the rest of the people had been brought into his own rhythm by him.

When the third person was stabbed to death, the rest of the men had a look of horror on their faces.

The fourth person was beheaded by Jiang Han, and the remaining two turned around and ran.

"Want to run? It's late! ”

Jiang Han strode forward, shook the long sword in his hand, stabbed into one person's chest, followed by two or three steps to catch up with another, and kicked him to the ground with one kick.

"Uncle spare your life, uncle spare your life!" The man quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Knowing that begging for mercy is not the same as other fanatical believers...... Jiang Han said in a deep voice: "Who is your surname?" ”

"The villain Zhao Gou, who was originally a ruffian from a foreign village, was favored by the owner because he knew some martial arts, and he just followed the owner to do things."

"Who's the owner?"

"The proprietor's name is Wang Pengju, that is, he is the local priest."

Jiang Han said: "Wang Pengju? What are you following him for? ”

The man was so frightened that he told everything he knew.

Jiang Han's face was gloomy after hearing this, what is the origin of Wang Pengju, this person doesn't know, he only knows that Wang Pengju has some means of "manifesting saints", they use the banner of gods to gather the hearts of the people and collect money everywhere.

Like today's Dajiao, Wang Pengju doesn't know how many times it has been held, and this Siren Village is just one under Wang Pengju's control.

"A charlatan, in the name of the gods, amassed money everywhere." Jiang Leng said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, beg the uncle to spare his life, the little one will never dare again!" The man kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Jiang Han said solemnly: "How can I tolerate you!" ”

The Qingyun sword was pulled out, and a sword sealed the throat!