Zhang Feng was knocked back more than ten meters away.
He flew out from the direction of the altar and fell heavily to the ground.
Zhang Feng couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood and looked even weaker.
On the battlefield, Zhang Feng was also seriously injured. But he didn't have time to heal his injuries. He just wanted to send Cao Bao's body back to his hometown as soon as possible.
Now that the statue counterattacked, Zhang Feng's injuries became even more serious.
"The God of War appears!"
"God of War bless me, please bless me!"
"Come here, drag this ruffian away quickly. Don't make the God of War angry."
The people around him knelt down and worshiped devoutly.
Everyone knelt down, but Zhang Feng remained standing.
"Kill!" Zhang Feng roared.
He picked up the knife and rushed out again.
However, this time, the statue of Li Jing emitted a brighter golden light and struck Zhang Feng hard.
"boom!"
Zhang Feng flew out again, and even the knife in his hand was shattered by the divine light.
He struggled to get up and pressed his bloody hands on the bricks. Wisps of rich blood flowed down his arms, turning his whole body into a bloody man.
"Are you crazy? How dare you disrespect the statues of gods!"
"I'm telling you, the garrison will be here soon, and you, the stinky lunatic, will be severely punished soon!"
People around him yelled and cursed, and some even threw eggs and shoes at Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng's mouth was rude, and he glared around, his eyes red and about to bleed.
No one knew that Zhang Feng's injuries were all caused when he fought with the Tang army on the battlefield.
The dragon flag of Dayu is still flying on the city gate in the distance, but the people of Dayu around are wearing Tang costumes to worship Li Jing.
"kill!"
Zhang Feng did not explain.
He did not rush towards the statue of Li Jing again, but bumped his head against the table in front of the statue.
What was placed on the table were all kinds of sacrifices used to worship the God of War. Now they were knocked over and scattered everywhere.
The crowd was immediately enraged.
They came here just to be blessed by the God of War Li Jing.
Zhang Feng's nonsense would simply cost them their lives.
"Come on, catch this madman!"
"You stinking soldier, you think this is a battlefield, so you can come here and be arrogant!"
People around him swarmed forward, pushed Zhang Feng to the ground, and punched and kicked him.
If Zhang Feng was at his peak, it would be easy to fight against a ragtag group of people.
However, after experiencing a big battle, Zhang Feng's physical strength had long been exhausted. He was suppressed by countless people and was unable to get up for a while.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of punches and kicks fell on his body, Zhang Feng was beaten to the ground and bleeding, and a double image appeared in front of his eyes.
The people around him gritted their teeth and didn't hold back at all against Zhang Feng. They all used their full strength.
Zhang Feng suffered internal injuries on the battlefield.
At this moment, under siege, he was vomiting blood and had several broken bones.
"stop!"
A wealthy businessman strode over, grabbed Zhang Feng's collar and cursed: "How dare you come to make trouble for the God of War Festival that I specially prepared? Who ordered you to sit there!"
After saying that, he raised his palm and started to slap Zhang Feng.
But at this moment, a chaotic sound suddenly came from the distance, and the crowd suddenly dispersed.
"Master Star Lord is here, people in front get out of the way!" someone shouted.
Upon hearing the arrival of the Star Lord, the wealthy businessman's expression changed slightly.
"Drag this stinky soldier behind me, don't let him come and cause trouble!" the wealthy businessman ordered.