Under the high platform were people from aristocratic families in Feng'an City. They looked frightened and kept squeezing towards the middle.
People gathered around the high platform.
Senior Sister Zhao, Luo Feiyao, and seven or eight bronze-skin realm warriors looked horrified at this moment.
Their mouths opened and closed, trying their best to maintain order.
The roars of the common people were so loud that they completely drowned out the voices of these warriors.
They were fully engrossed in the current emergency and had no time to think about anything else. Naturally, they did not notice Huang An who suddenly appeared on the wall.
Huang An could only see Senior Sister Zhao and the others with their mouths open, shouting and scolding.
But he couldn't hear a sound.
On the high platform, in addition to Senior Sister Zhao and the others, there were nearly ten pale-faced people sitting on the ground with dull expressions.
Those are the Li family, the prisoners of the Li family who were tried.
Now, facing the turbulent public opinion, they have long lost the pride and sense of superiority they had in the past.
They were like pigs or dogs with broken backs, falling to the ground, trembling with fear.
Some were lying on the high platform with their faces facing the wooden floor, not daring to look at anyone.
Some huddled up, covering their ears, and their whole bodies twitched.
In the space under the high platform, hundreds of people were crowded into a space of just twenty square meters.
They are all heads, clan leaders or core figures of large families in the city.
Huang An could see Zhang Sui'an's frightened eyes, Qian Zhong's embarrassed background, and Zhao Ji's desperation as he desperately squeezed into the middle...
At this time, they were also frightened out of their courage.
They seem to have forgotten that they are also warriors themselves.
Perhaps, they know that even if they are warriors, facing so many people, they can only hide in embarrassment.
"We must stop it, otherwise, today I'm afraid a good thing will turn into a bad thing!"
Huang An licked his lips, his eyes gradually becoming fierce.
Today, I have to borrow one of their heads!
Huang An set his sights on the criminals of the Li family who were protected by Zhao Yan and others on the high platform.
Turning his head to look at Chen Yu, who was still pale, Huang An gave up on asking Chen Yu for help.
After estimating the distance, the wall he was standing on was about fifty meters away from where the high platform was.
Huang An focused his attention on the people huddled together at his feet.
He wanted to go to the high platform, and it was obviously unrealistic to separate from the crowd and walk there.
Even an elephant cannot break through such a dense crowd at this moment.
There is only one way, step on the shoulders of the common people and run directly over.
However, this idea is very dangerous and he has never experienced it before.
"It might work?"
Huang An swallowed his throat and kept giving himself psychological hints to cheer him up.
However, I still feel uneasy and nervous.
This is the first time he has done such a bold act.
If he falls, falls into a crowd of people, and becomes a duckweed in the crowd, he probably won't be able to do anything about it.
Or accidentally step on the heads of old people and women. With the strength of my feet now, I can probably trample someone to death with one kick.
Huang An hesitated.
However, Senior Sister Zhao's increasingly frightened expression constantly impacted his soul and strengthened his will.
It can't be delayed any longer!
Clenching his big white teeth tightly, Huang An took a deep breath.
His eyes instantly became firm.
Then he squatted down, moved his toes, and jumped directly to the crowd under the wall.
Sometimes, you have to push yourself.
Otherwise, you will never know how big your potential and abilities are.
The moment he stepped on the shoulder of the first commoner, the fear and anxiety in Huang An's heart disappeared in an instant.
At this moment, in his eyes, there was only one goal, and that was to reach the high platform as quickly as possible.
Then use the brains of everyone in the Li family to maintain order and avoid this disaster.
Adrenaline was secreted rapidly, Huang An broke through his previous speed, and also broke through his usual cautious character.
His feet were dancing, running, and jumping crazily.
At this moment, Huang An truly achieved the ultimate mental state of seeing six directions and hearing all directions.
Huang An once again felt the huge increase in spiritual power of "The Divine Fist Slaughter Record".
At this moment, he seemed to have several extra pairs of eyes and ears on the soles of his feet, the back of his head, etc.
No matter how the crowd moves, he can always find a "shoulder road" to move forward among the chaotic crowd.
The force under his feet is very strong. If he steps down, the people under his feet will stagger.
Fortunately, people were crowded so densely that even if I stumbled, I wouldn't fall to the ground, but would be picked up by someone.
Otherwise, what Huang An did would be tantamount to murder.
In the short distance of fifty meters, Huang An approached the high platform in less than six seconds.
The high platform is three meters long, but in front of Huang An, it is almost the same as the flat ground.
The person stepping on his feet was none other than a core man from an aristocratic family with martial arts skills. Huang An put his foot down hard and his whole body rose into the air.
The man's legs were knocked weak by the huge force, and he squatted on the ground.
The elders around him were quick and picked it up again.
He seemed to have discovered the identity of the man just now.
It's Huang An.
In the crowded square, Huang An's actions caused no alarm.
Only a few have noticed it.
The people who were stepped on only felt a hit on their shoulders and did not react much.
With a muffled sound of "thump!", Huang An's feet landed firmly on the wooden board of the high platform.
The huge movement caused Zhao Yan, Luo Feiyao and others to turn their heads and look over.
"Junior brother?"
"Huang An?"
Two small sounds of the same surprise came into my ears.
On this high platform, the people's quarrels became even louder.
Huang An nodded at Senior Sister Zhao and glanced at Luo Feiyao as a greeting.
Let’s put aside the pleasantries and questions for now.
The most important thing at the moment is to deal with the people in front of us who are about to lose control.
With a hard look in his eyes, Huang An suddenly turned his head and looked at the Li family criminal kneeling on the wooden floor of the high platform in the middle.
With an expression on his face, he suddenly took a step forward.
The man on the front left has an iron sword hanging on his waist.
It's quite convenient.
Lend me a sword!
"Zheng!" The sound of the iron sword being unsheathed was heard, and at the same time, a cold light seemed to flash in the eyes of Zhao Yan and everyone else.
There was another "swish" sound, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard.
"Click!"
The slight sound of bones breaking reached the ears of Zhao Yan and others through the wooden board.
Then, a red line rising into the sky filled the eyes of everyone on the high platform.
The splashed blood, after a brief splash, was directly sprinkled on the faces of the people below the high platform.
Likewise, it also sprinkled on Huang An's face.
The eyes were shrouded in red.
This touch of blood made everyone on the high platform pause in their movements.
The shouts of hundreds of people in a large circle under the high platform also came to an abrupt end.
Even though the people on the periphery continued to shout, at this moment, the power of the surging crowd and the shouts and screams were really reduced.
Huang An noticed the reaction of the people closest to the high platform, and saw the horror and surprise expressions on their faces.
It really works!
Huang An felt happy.
"Gululu!"
Such a big head fell from a high altitude and rolled on the wooden board of the high platform.
Huang An used all his strength to chop off the Li family's heads.
His eyes turned cold, and he strode away towards the bloody head.
Then, he raised his right leg high, like a football goalkeeper kicking off the ball with his big foot, and aimed at the head on the ground with a flying kick.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and the head, still streaked with blood, flew towards the people in the center of the square like a football.
The football drew a perfect parabola in the sky.
The action on the high platform finally attracted the attention of half of the people in the square.
They subconsciously looked up and saw a huge head floating freely in the air.
The noisy voices of the people have become quieter again.
Using the heads of the Li family to stop the riot was indeed of great use.
Huang An's face turned cold and he turned to look at the remaining Li family members.
He didn't expect to use his head to completely stop this conflict that was on the verge of breaking out.
The eight or nine remaining members of the Li family on the high platform had long been frightened out of their wits.
Facing Huang An's eyes full of murderous intent, they were like lambs whose spirits and souls had been drained, their eyes were lifeless.
A cold light flashed across his eyes, and Huang An glanced at Zhao Yan and Luo Feiyao.
Then, he raised his numb right foot and rushed towards the remaining Li family members with his sword in hand.
The look in his eyes at this moment, coupled with the hot blood on his face, and the murderous intent for a moment, completely shut up Zhao Yan and Luo Feiyao, who had intended to say a few words.
"Swish!"
There were two more clanging sounds in succession, the sword light flashed, and two big heads rose into the sky along with two lines of blood spurting out.
With a "clang" sound, the iron sword dripping with blood was carelessly dropped by Huang An and remained at his feet.
With his hands empty, he strode towards the two bloody heads that had not yet rolled down from the high platform.
Then.
bend over.
Reach out.
Holding the hair on the back of the two heads, he raised the heads of the two criminals of the Li family high with both arms, and walked towards the edge of the high platform.
Two dead faces and one living face bleeding with red blood, facing many people.
At this moment, the picture freezes,
Bright red blood, dark eyes, pale face, dark crowd, blue sky, green trees.
The colors are intertwined and blended into one.
The sound of the people's quarrels dropped to a level visible to the naked eye in less than five seconds, from when heads flew up, when Gululu fell to the ground, to when Huang An raised his bloody head to show off.
Round and round, from the inside to the outside.
The people gradually became quiet.
They all stared at the man who suddenly appeared and started killing people. His eyes revealed fear and incomprehensible fanaticism.
The people became quiet, and even those who attacked the wall of the Li family's mansion stopped.
Some of them couldn't see Huang An's front, and they couldn't see the fear and despair in his eyes, as well as his stubborn head.
However, they also stopped rioting.
Human emotions can be infected by the crowd.
Huang An held up two heads that were bleeding continuously, and the expression on his face was obscured by the blood spattered just now.
He allowed the blood lines on his hands, head and neck to be blown by the strong wind, along the insides of his forearms and upper arms, into creaking holes, and then left along his chest.
That special warmth makes people panic.
He slowly turned his body and faced all directions so that all the people could see clearly that he was holding a dead head in his hand, the head of the Li family!
The people were completely quiet, and there was only the sound of the whistling wind and the breathing of the crowd in the sky and the earth.
Finally, Huang An returned to the edge of the high platform and faced the people in the square.
His hands were still motionless, holding up the two bleeding heads.
There is no difference between cutting off a human head and cutting off a pig's head.
There will still be a lot of blood accumulated inside.
The blood has not yet completely solidified, and is now like thin red threads, blowing back and forth in the strong wind.
Huang An took a deep breath and suddenly spoke.
"I am Huang An! This public trial is planned by me!"