"Dad!"

"That's my dad!"

A student was lying on the windowsill, his eyes blood-red, clenching his teeth and biting his lips, wisps of blood spilling down the corners of his mouth.

His father, a veteran without an arm, had fallen to the ground forever, stopped breathing.

But even so, at the moment of death, he still hugged a cultist to the death, like an iron pincer, no matter how the person struggled, he was firmly hung on his body.

Until the cultist died, and fell with him in a pool of blood.

"Brutes, a bunch of brutes..."

"My father fought all his life, and he didn't die at the hands of the demon clan, but he died in..."

By the end, there was only a whimper and no sound.

His fists clenched, his nails digging through his skin, and blood flowing down his fingers.

But even so, he can only watch here, and he is not even qualified to play.

"In this life, I will never die with the cult !!"

Even in the face of such a scene, this person did not retreat, just watched, looking at everyone and every face present.

He should remember, remember these evil deeds of the cult.

Let this blood-like picture be imprinted in my mind.

...

Liu Qingfeng had already reached the center of the crowd and gathered with the principal.

"Heh, two moirés."

"It's low-key."

"If you have the ability to be a teaching director, what kind of teacher you are."

The headmaster wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slashed a cultist with a knife, and spoke.

"Headmaster, I need to give a reasonable explanation for my dismissal."

"Otherwise, I'll go to the Education Department and sue you."

Although the teaching director is a woman, he has a fierceness that is definitely not inferior to a man, and the two awakening daggers in his hands will splash blood every time he swipes it.

It's still that rigorous look, tone.

It's a pity that there is already a wound on the back, and blood keeps overflowing.

"When did Lao Tzu say that he was going to fire you?"

"Always interrupt me."

"You're the headmaster, I'm the headmaster."

scolded and fell into the melee again.

For a while, the situation fell into a stalemate, as long as the war at the gate of the city ended, including the security division after the advantage was taken, and finally the school was surrounded, Mobei City at this time... Victory!

After all, this is a cult that has mobilized most of the manpower of a province.

With this failure, the cult in Jiangbei Province will no longer be able to make any waves for a long time to come.

But right now.

A middle-aged man appeared outside the school gate, with an apron tied around his waist.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he walked in indifferently.

"And God said, When the light shines upon the earth..."

"Let every man have eternal life."

"Everybody..."

"All can be gods."

The voice was sacred and solemn.

With a chirp, the phantom of an eagle appeared, and the four hedrons were so bright that they had even begun to spread to the fifth groove.

This means that even if he is not one step away from Wujue.

A pair of wings emerge out of thin air.

He flew into the air.

"Cleanse the world from its wickedness."

"Terran..."

"Establish a new order."

Still murmuring, as he appeared, the cultists below became even more frenzied, even ignoring their own injuries, and kept pounding.

God has said that those who die for themselves will be resurrected on the day when the light comes and will become new gods.

So, fearless, fearless...

They're not killing, they're ... In salvation!

In order to... own beliefs.

Liu Qingfeng stopped in the crowd, turned around indifferently, and looked at the middle-aged man: "You are... The cult's godsman? ”

"Laughing." The middle-aged man nodded.

A strong wave of energy swept around the two of them, clearing an area.

Remnant sword against goshawk.

……

"Cult, is this just such a little guy as you?"

Zhong Yushu looked around.

Including the two old men behind Wei Le, but they still looked a little dissatisfied: "Anyway, it's nothing, let's talk about it again." ”

"It's just a matter of interests, it's okay for you to make such a big noise."

"But I don't believe that the demon clan trusts you so much."

"What are the beasts going to do next?"

Zhong Yushu pinched the pill like this, and he was not in a hurry to eat it, but sat on the horse, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Wei Le looked at Zhong Yushu's state, his expression was a little solemn, and he felt that something was wrong.

But now that it's come to this point, it's forcing him to move forward.

"Plus five six-star demon kings, is it enough?"

"The ability of the younger generation is limited, and it is the limit to bring these in outside the Demon Suppression Pass."

"Let Zhong Lao see a smile."

"Now those six are already hiding in Jiangbei Province, and they can launch an attack at any time."

"And..."

"As long as you take this pill, those six will strike at the same time and sweep the Terrans."

"Including the four major passes of the human race, they will also attack."

"Among them... There is an eight-star demon master, and he will come to the town demon pass in person. ”

"The sacrifice for the human race will be great."

Wei Le's smile had gradually disappeared, frowning slightly, his body straightened slightly, and he stared at Zhong Yushu's eyes and said.

Wrong.

This thing is so wrong.

Zhong Yushu's reaction to him was completely different from what he expected, more like a bamboo in his chest.

But according to the information from the undercover agent, even if Zhong Yushu takes this medicine, it will take at least half an hour to recover, and if there is a problem, it will be enough for him to leave calmly.

"Tsk, you really look at me."

"Six demon kings, one divine servant, the cult members of the entire north..."

"As a gift for my Zhong Yushu's comeback."

"Forget it, barely lose anything."

"It's a pity that the demon lord is choked enough to keep it."

Talking to himself, the obscene old man who sat on the horse, thin and with a goatee, his breath changed sharply at this moment.

It's like a demon from the abyss crawling out of purgatory.

Hideous, terrifying.

It's chilling.

A blood-red spear quietly emerged from behind him.

This gun barrel is scarlet.

The air around me became gradually oppressive.

The lines were all over the body of the spear, and there were eight spars inlaid on it, each of which was shining brightly.

Faintly, a very illusory figure appeared, blurred.

But he firmly grasped the gun.

For a time, the surface of the lake exploded, setting off a wave.

"Eight Senses?"

"How is that possible!"

"Even if you recover from your injuries, it should be Qijue!"

Wei Le's expression changed suddenly, and he couldn't believe it.

"Hehe..."

"You guy, you're not as smart as that kid for the rest of your life..."

Zhong Yushu got up slowly from the horse, not a tall body, but as if standing between heaven and earth, as bright as the god of war.