Everyone was in an uproar, and the scene in front of them was really a little unbelievable.

The monster that was unbeatable just now was actually killed by an ordinary-looking short sword, which has to be said to be unacceptable for a while.

There was silence for a moment.

But soon some people laughed in ecstasy, some squatted on the ground in pain, and some sat on the ground motionless, looking different.

In any case, tonight's crisis has finally been over for them, and only after this desperate experience can they understand the preciousness of life.

Only Ji Wusheng still did not let his guard down, and circled around the dead iron corpse, with a contemplative look on his face.

Returning to the details that he had thought of before, the doubts in his heart became more and more suspicious, especially everything in the house of the "strong son" in the village, which had been haunting his mind.

Suddenly, Ji Wusheng had a flash of inspiration, a fragment was possible, and then as if he had thought of something, he looked at the lonely figure of the Taoist with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Boy, did you hit me just now?"

At this time, the "Jicheng Butcher" walked over with a group of masters with a smile on his face.

The Iron Corpse was dead, and now he had finally begun to humiliate the young man.

More than a dozen members of the bloodthirsty group of the Kone Realm, with a fierce aura, indifferently surrounded Ji Wusheng into a circle.

Although the disciples of the Split Mountain Sect wanted to help, in front of these murderous masters, their hands and feet were all softened in shock.

Only Henglan's expression remained unchanged, standing silently beside Ji Wusheng, looking like he was advancing and retreating together.

The faces of everyone present changed, and it was obvious that the current situation was not good for the young man who was in a rage.

But none of the people present spoke.

Each one sweeps the snow in front of his own door, and does not care about the frost on the tiles of others.

These strange martial artists in front of them, each person's strength is an invincible existence for them, not to mention that there are so many people.

Could it be that the martial artists of the Kone Realm are so worthless?

Wait until all the bloodline members are in a good position to make sure there are no loopholes.

"Jicheng Butcher" then said: "The kid is enough to plant, I appreciate you, now beg for mercy, maybe it's too late." ”

In his opinion, although the kid in front of him is very strong, if he wants to compare with his bloodthirsty group, it is undoubtedly an egg against a stone.

With such a young appearance, even if he is beating his mother's fetus, he can cultivate to the Tongli realm at most, and there are more than a dozen people in this realm.

What's more, there is a hidden family enshrined in an unknown place to protect him.

I hope this kid can be more interesting, so that he can experience the thrill of life, killing and plundering again.

But even if the little white-collar worker in front of him really knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, the "Jicheng Butcher" was not ready to let go, saying these words was just to paralyze people, and when hope was raised, he would be beaten down, such torture...

"Get out!"

Before the "Butcher of Himejo" could go through this interesting idea in his mind, he heard a cold voice sound from the mouth of the newcomer who seemed to be on the cutting board.

"Himejo Butcher" was interrupted for a moment, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

"Is this kid talking about me?"

When he came back to his senses, his face showed a terrifying murderous intent.

"Boy, didn't you hear clearly, uncle, I have great mercy and want to let you go, kneel on the ground and kowtow three times, uncle spare you from death.."

The cold voice, the mouth of the "Jicheng Butcher", came out clearly, making everyone watching on the side feel cold.

This angry murderous aura made everyone understand that the unknown big man in front of him was really angry.

"Roll !!"

Ji Wusheng rolled his eyes, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and then spit out a clear rolling word.

This kind of person is only a keyboard warrior in his previous life who would be stupid like this, but he didn't expect this world to have it, Ji Wusheng thought helplessly.

"Kill!"

"Jicheng Butcher" finally couldn't bear it anymore and issued an order to kill, and his patience for playing was completely exhausted.

唰~唰~唰~

More than a dozen sword draws were heard.

Ji Wusheng's body tensed, and his palms were slightly raised.

Although he looks weak, he has a strong attribute power, which makes him not afraid of these people in front of him.

If you want to fight, I will fight for you!

The blood on his body soon boiled a little, and a touch of war intent continued to condense in his eyes, the more this situation became, the more excited he was.

"Poof!"

Ahhh

"Why did you kill me?"

Unexpectedly, these people from the Bloodthirsty Group did not directly attack Ji Wusheng.

Instead, he aimed the butcher's knife at the other warriors who had lost their strength.

Although these warriors did not fight a big battle just now, they participated in the hunting of iron corpses.

In a short period of time, too much strength was consumed, coupled with no defense, and soon a large number of martial artists died under the butcher's knife.

It's not that these people didn't want to escape, but the bloodthirsty group killed too suddenly and efficiently, and before everyone could react, the butcher's knife had already been handed over.

"This..."

Ji Wusheng was also shocked on the side.

"My lord, there are quite a few villagers over there in the woods...", a member of the Bloodthirsty Group asked respectfully to the "Butcher of Himejo".

"Kill them all!" replied emotionlessly.

In the mouth of the "Jicheng Butcher", hundreds of lives were sentenced to death so lightly, as if these were not people, but a group of chickens and ducks.

Ji Wusheng's calm heart was finally detonated, but at the moment when he lost his mind, so many innocent lives had fallen, and he couldn't accept it with the concept of equality in his previous life.

He didn't care about being provoked by the "Jicheng Butcher" just now, after all, there were too many trolls like this in his previous life, and he was very conceited if he didn't have a brain, just like a sentence, stupid people don't know that they are stupid.

Isn't it the same stupidity as arguing stupidly?

But he couldn't accept that so many people had to die at the hands of fellow human beings instead of monsters.

At the same time, I also felt a little guilty in my heart just now, why did I have to show mercy to my subordinates at the beginning and not kill him directly?

"Wait!" Just as Ji Wusheng was about to intercept them all, the Taoist spoke first.

"Stop!" "Jicheng Butcher" was slightly stunned, and then as soon as he raised his hand, many members of the bloodthirsty group immediately stopped.

Ji Wusheng also looked at the Taoist with some surprise.

To be honest, this Taoist gave him a very mysterious feeling, but at the same time, he had a slight favorite.

I thought it was a mysterious big man, but I didn't expect it to be a person from the Bloodthirsty Palace.

"Jicheng Butcher" has a bad taste, he likes to watch the generous statements of those righteous people, and when the other party thinks that he has been moved, he suddenly turns his face, and the other party's despair is his favorite scene.

"Why?" Unexpectedly, the Taoist did not impassionedly say some great truths, but simply said three words.

"Why?" "Himeshiro Butcher" repeated, then touched his chin and thought for a moment.

"Because they're weak!" This time, the "Butcher of Himejo" quickly raised his head and said a simple word.

"It's so simple?" the Taoist seemed to be surprised by the words of the "Butcher of Himejo", and then asked suspiciously.

"It's that simple!" "Himeshiro Butcher" continued to reply.

"Got it!" replied the Taoist in a homely manner.

"You're sick!" Without waiting for the generous statement he wanted, the "Jicheng Butcher" instantly became a little angry, and he wanted to play tricks on the Taoist, but he didn't expect that the person who was tricked was himself.

"Sting~"

"You... ”

The members of the blood group went directly forward to protect the brute in the realm behind them.

After all, this short-bladed evil sect is very good, and it can directly kill the iron corpse.

I saw that the Taoist directly took out the short blade, and then in the surprised look of everyone, he cut the palm of his hand.

The blood in his hand flowed directly to the ground.

Everyone on the side was very surprised, what was going on, how could a Taoist do such a self-harming thing.

"Could it be that you want to kill yourself?"

Only Ji Wusheng's face changed greatly, looking at the blood on the ground that seemed to flow according to a certain law, and there was a look of vigilance in his eyes.

Although he didn't know what the Daoist was doing, Ji Wusheng still had some bad conjectures.

This pinprick-like sensation made him know that this was an instinctive reaction of his body to a fatal crisis.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

A low roar came from underground.

"What is this?"

The members of the Bloodthirsty Group couldn't help but get nervous, and they couldn't help but look around with their weapons in hand.

This strange heartbeat sound made everyone feel as if a peerless beast was waking up, and everyone present had their hairs exploded, and they all felt a pinprick-like sting pain on their skin.

Tong~

Before he could wait long, he saw the ground suddenly burst, and a huge figure suddenly appeared, carrying countless mud blocks scattered towards everyone like raindrops.