The ground rumbled and trembled, huge clouds of smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the gravel shot out, filling the entire street. Peak 23S.
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Even in the blue sky and daylight, you can still clearly see the terrifying flames billowing in the black smoke!
Whoosh!
The strong wind howled and the dust filled the air, making it difficult for the friends to open their eyes. They only felt that the earth kept moving, and it took a while before it gradually calmed down.
When I looked again, the streets were full of ruins, the ground was in a mess, and there was no tile on the roof!
At this moment, everyone's ears were buzzing and their mouths were open and closed.
The scene just now was spinning in my mind, as well as what was going on with the phrase "hearing the sound" that still lingered in my ears!
Yuan Fei, who reported the news, arrived just now and was shocked and overwhelmed by the scene in front of him!
Phew!
Almost at the same time, bursts of piercing arrows rang out over the capital. It was the most urgent military order issued by the imperial city when the demons were suspected to be attacking - cloud-penetrating arrows!
"Walk!"
Wu Ming carried Wu Fu on his back and took the lead towards the Guangsheng.
"Little prince, leave quickly!"
Chai Qing swallowed his saliva and said with a grimace.
"Hey, Sixth, what are you afraid of? These bastards have been tormenting Mr. Hu a lot. If you don't see how miserable they are, I'll be very angry!"
Hu Qing vomited blood, panted, and said with a ferocious smile.
"Xiao Chai, go and have a look!"
Although Wu Fu's breath was weak, his voice was indescribably sonorous and powerful.
This was all due to a heart-protecting pill that I had taken before.
Otherwise, with his current body and bones, not only he will die, but at least half of his life will be lost.
The crowd hurriedly followed, feeling inexplicably excited and feeling like they shared the same hatred.
The tragic situation of their companions and the frustration of being unable to take revenge almost made these young and energetic young people lose their minds.
Now, how can we not be happy when we have the opportunity to see the miserable state of our enemies?
The distance of a hundred or ten meters was not far, and soon we arrived, only the ruins of the Guangsheng were left. Across the messy ground, we could see several charred corpses.
"Hoho, vomit!"
My friend, who had never seen blood before, couldn't help but vomit.
Even those who hadn't vomited, their faces were pale and ugly, and they struggled to follow.
When we arrived at the backyard, we saw a large pit that was only one or two meters wide but could be seen to be tens of meters wide, spreading in a radiating pattern.
There were more than a dozen intact corpses inside, more with broken limbs and arms, and a few missing arms and legs, wailing and climbing outside.
Even Yuan Fei couldn't help but retched a few times.
"You little bastard, I'll kill you!"
Suddenly, a vicious roar sounded, and from the corner of a broken wall, a figure suddenly shot out and rushed forward.
Looking at the blood-stained figure with one hand missing, judging from the old voice, it should be the old guard beside Wang Lin!
Facing this angry blow, Wu Ming patrolled the target with a calm expression.
"snort!"
In the slanting stab, there was an old cold snort, and a palm as fiery as fire swept away fiercely.
"Fire Palm, you are Hu Cang!"
After all, the old man is a master of artistic conception. Even in such an unfavorable situation, he can still judge it.
Unfortunately, he was seriously injured, his arm was broken, and he was attacked by a sneak attack. After a few short exchanges, Hu Cang slapped him hard on the chest.
"Mr. Hu, save his life!"
To everyone's surprise, Wu Ming stopped Hu Cang from killing him.
Hu Cang frowned in confusion, took a few steps back, took over Wu Fu and checked the injury.
"Hey, little bastard, you don't dare to kill me. I am a master of artistic conception and protected by the laws of the Song Dynasty. Just wait, the hatred of a broken arm will be irreconcilable. Everyone around you will die..."
The old man's eyes were filled with resentment, and he looked at Wu Ming miserably as he walked toward him step by step.
Click!
What was shocking was that Wu Ming walked up to the old man and kicked his neck to pieces.
Looking at the corpse with the head twisted to the back, all the people who were still alive felt the coldness in their backs.
No one could have imagined that a young man who seemed to be in no danger would suddenly commit murder without saying a word and without any warning!
"You, you, you, how dare you... how dare you kill Mr. Liu, the Marquis of Ying will not let you go, and neither will the court!"
Under the ruins of the ruins, Wang Lin just crawled out and saw such a scene, and he immediately started to tremble as if he had seen a ghost.
Judging from its location, it was exactly where the old man had just appeared.
Obviously, he is protected, or has a special treasure to protect him!
Wow!
On the other side, a pile of mess was scattered, revealing two embarrassed figures, none other than Jiang Xiu and Peng Quan.
However, the situation of the two of them was really not good at this time. They were all covered in blood, their clothes were not covering their bodies, and their armor was exposed with cracks inside.
"Ahem, what a vicious method!"
Peng Quan coughed up blood and looked at Wu Ming bitterly.
Jiang Xiujun's face was covered with dust, his eyes were filled with indescribable fear, and he didn't even dare to look at Wu Ming.
In just half a cup of tea, how could Wu Ming, who had just compromised and presented it to the palace for collection, become the one who had the upper hand and controlled their life and death?
And the twelve carts of treasures are all genuine and can even be piled up by several artistic conception masters!
It just exploded!
How could he give it up?
How dare he?
What Wu Ming did next made Wang Lin stagger and fall into the dust as if his neck was being strangled. He was crawling backwards using his hands and feet as if a ghost was demanding his life.
Poof!
At some point, Wu Ming picked up a wooden thorn, grabbed a guard who was running away with his broken arm covered, asked a question, and then stabbed him deeply into the eyes.
"Have you seen them? Uh-huh, uh-huh."
"Oh, if you have eyes, you can see!"
"Ah, my eyes!"
"Did you hear me asking you, is there an eighty-year-old mother above and a three-year-old child to raise?"
"Oh, I heard it! Then what's the use of your ears?"
"Spare my life, ah!"
There was no emotion at all, and the questions were like a machine, which was creepy. Not only Jiang Xiu and Peng Quan were suppressed by Wu Ming's cruelty, but even Chai Qing and others turned their heads away with ugly expressions, not daring to
Look at that thin and frail figure again!
In particular, Wu Ming was still humming a tuneless tune, as if he was deeply immersed in a chilling pleasure!
Poor these guards, in terms of strength, ten Wu Ming bundles are no match for them, but they were seriously injured by the shock and their energy and blood were reversed. It would be good if they could survive. They were dizzy, how could they have the ability to fight back?
There were only a few intact ones, and Chai Qing took care of them easily!
"You, you, you, don't come over. I, I, I, I was wrong. My little prince, your highness, I will never dare to provoke you again. I swear, I will never dare to do it again. I will take care of the treasure you lost."
Times, no, ten times the compensation!"
Looking at Wu Ming walking towards him step by step, Wang Lin's face was covered with tears and runny nose, his feces and urine were flowing out, and he was curled up stiffly in the corner, no longer as arrogant and complacent as before.
"Wu...Brother Wu, Your Highness, please calm down. This matter is our fault. We are willing to compensate three times for any losses. Please..."
Jiang Xiu was afraid, stammered, and was filled with bitterness and regret.
If Wu Ming kills Wang Lin regardless, will it be his turn next?
The face of Peng Quan, a great master, was also extremely ugly, especially the remains of his companions who had just been chatting and laughing about how to divide the treasures, and who were still dead in silence.
But under the fierce gaze of Hu Cang's one eye, he didn't dare to make the slightest move, for fear of arousing unnecessary suspicion and leading to a brazen attack!
"You hit Mr. Wu with this hand, right?"
"Oh, it doesn't matter, you have two hands anyway!"
"You gave the order before to take off the girls' clothes, right?"
"It doesn't matter, you can still eat without your tongue! Speaking of which, you still have the advantage!"
"You said before that you wanted to stab me to death with one finger?"
Wu Ming grabbed Wang Lin's hair, crushed his right hand with his foot, stabbed the wooden thorn into Wang Lin's mouth that opened in agony as he screamed, and broke off the fingers of his left hand one by one.
At this time, Wang Lin had lost his human form and could only pant and groan miserably.
But when the fatal wooden thorn approached his eyeball, he still begged, whimpering and shaking his head.
"Your Highness, it will be useless if things get too big. You don't want the Marquis to take revenge on you at all costs, do you?"
Jiang Xiu was frightened and had to bite the bullet and use Wu Ming's words to persuade him.
"Hey, I've always been a soft-hearted person!"
Wu Ming sighed, and the wooden thorn stabbed Wang Lin's eyeball.
In fact, he likes young people's vigor and vitality, but also fears young people's indifference, so he will not easily destroy a young man.
If Wang Lin is not given a lesson he will never forget, he will definitely come back with even more vicious methods!
"Enough!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky, and a stream of light cyan light fell from the sky. The terrifying pressure instantly suppressed the entire audience.
Artists as strong as Hu Cang and other artistic conception warriors felt suffocated. Wu Ming, who bore the brunt of the attack, almost suffocated due to the pressure.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiu and Peng Quan breathed a sigh of relief. They suppressed the fear in their hearts and secretly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads with a sigh of relief. They felt a chill on their backs.
In just a short period of time, my back was soaked!
"Finally here!"
Wu Ming looked coldly and trembled as if he was frightened. The wooden thorn missed the mark and pierced Wang Lin's face.
"Wu Ming, you have to think clearly. Once you do this, no one can protect you! Do you really want to form a deadly feud with Ying Houfu?"
Mu Chun's old face was extremely ugly.
One sentence revealed that he knew about this trap, otherwise, he should ask what was going on!
"Woo! Help woo!"
Wang Lin felt that a savior had arrived and danced for help.
"Since you keep talking, I just need to obey you!"
Although he was surprised by Wu Ming's ease of talking, Mu Chun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw him put down the wooden thorn that was stained with blood and stuck to the flesh.
But the next moment, the heart that had not yet fallen back into my stomach suddenly rose to my throat again.
"Ho, bah!"
I saw Wu Ming open Wang Lin's mouth, spit out a mouthful of phlegm, throw it away like a cloth bag, slowly wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, shrugged, and said: "Sorry, there is too much ash, it hurts my throat."
It’s a bit itchy! Don’t mind it, ha!”
"Ugh, wow!"
Yuan Fei couldn't bear it any longer and bent over and vomited wildly.
Even Jiang Xiu couldn't help but cover his mouth, turned his head away, and couldn't bear to look any further. He shouted in his heart that he was lucky, and directly listed Wu Ming as the most unprovoked person in his life!