"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!! How could he still be alive!!"
Looking at the thing coming out of the water in front of him, Yuan Er couldn't help but shout out.
No one has ever been able to escape from He Bo, but now this man actually did it.
He knew this man. The man in front of him was the red-robed Taoist priest who killed dozens of his brothers!
Before these people could figure out what was going on, he saw the strange Taoist priest slowly raising his head, walking towards them with one bloody step at a time.
"Kill! Kill him quickly! Quickly! Don't let him ring the bell!" Yuan Er's voice was filled with a hint of nervousness.
Although there was only one person on the other side and hundreds of people on his side, Yuan Er felt like he wanted to turn around and run away.
There was a continuous swish sound, and dozens of arrows shot towards the man with a cold light, but none of them hit.
With a "stab" sound, a man's body was torn apart by Li Huowang in full view of everyone.
The water bandits tried to besiege them at first, but soon the increasingly bloody scenes cooled their blood.
This scene was comparable to the eighteenth level of hell, and the anger and hatred in everyone's eyes was gradually replaced by fear.
Finally they could hold on no longer and began to run for their lives with their legs gradually shaking.
Even if Yuan Er's order was given at this time, they would not be allowed to stop for a moment. At this moment, they were completely scared out of their wits.
When these people completely lost their will to resist and turned their backs to Li Huowang, a naked massacre was staged on the reed island.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, please think of something!" Yuan Er saw his brother being torn apart, and he was completely helpless.
Only then did he realize what a terrifying existence he had provoked.
The old man who was so majestic before was also panicked at this moment. He clasped his hands together in a panic and muttered something in a low voice to the dark red lake water beside him.
This kind of chanting didn't last long. When he saw a piece of flesh and blood the size of a large boat floating from the bottom of the lake to the surface, the old man suddenly felt that his eyesight went dark and his body was about to fall backwards.
That was the He Bo they had worshiped for generations, and it was actually killed by that Taoist!
Yuan Er's heart trembled when he saw this scene. Without saying a word, he picked up his grandfather and ran towards the village.
Hearing the cries and screams behind him, Yuan Er turned a deaf ear and gritted his teeth and ran away quickly.
Li Huowang saw Danyangzi in the distance slowly killing the water bandits one by one. Every time he killed one person, the redness in front of his eyes became darker. By the end, they were all so red that he could not see the way.
At first Li Huowang didn't want to stop anything, but when he saw Danyangzi arresting people again, he finally couldn't help it.
"No need to kill, don't kill!"
Amid Li Huowang's shouting, Danyangzi grabbed the back with a red dot between his eyebrows.
Turning around slowly, a cruel smile appeared on his blood-red face. "Baby...why?"
Li Huowang opened his mouth to say something, but he turned his head and looked at the lake that was completely plunged into darkness. When he thought of his other companions whose life and death were unknown, he suddenly found that he could not find any reason to refute
The pain in his heart almost swallowed up everything in his heart instantly. He covered his sore head and shouted desperately: "Why! Why can't I kill them when they kill our people?"
When he came to his senses, Danyangzi had disappeared, and he appeared in Danyangzi's place.
At this moment, in front of him was a fat woman.
She was in tears, holding a man whose head was half shriveled and crying bitterly. It seemed that the man was her husband.
"Kill her! Either kill her or not! If you want to kill, kill the whole family!" A voice sounded in his ears out of thin air.
Li Huowang, whose eyes were shaking constantly, grabbed the hilt of the sword around his neck and slowly pulled it out.
Then with a strong wave, a white arc flashed through, and the miserable crying stopped abruptly.
The moment he took action, Li Huowang felt a special feeling rush from the back of his spine to the back of his head.
This feeling washed away the despair and pain in his heart.
"Hehe, hehe." Li Huowang, who couldn't suppress the smile on his face, clenched the sword in his hand and walked towards the reed village step by step.
Not long after, a bloody storm broke out in the village.
Seeing the different faces being easily torn apart, and seeing the fresh lives withering away, Li Huowang laughed. The more people he killed, the louder he laughed, and he could not suppress his laughter.
The sound of swords entering the body continued to sound, and the dark yellow reed island was gradually covered with red.
It was completely dark that day, and the screams on the entire island gradually became quieter.
In the ancestral hall of the Yuan family, Li Huowang was covered in blood, holding a blood sword and leaning towards a thin young man step by step.
There is no sound from other places. This person should be the last person on the island.
Facing the murderous bloody man in front of him, the young man was so frightened that he completely collapsed. He was so frightened that he was urinating and waving his hands wildly, whining and talking nonsense.
Just as Li Huowang slowly raised the sword in his hand, a familiar voice came from behind.
When he turned around numbly, he saw Bai Lingmiao, who was soaked all over, standing by the door, holding a fluorescent stone and shivering.
The moment he saw her, the murderous intention in his heart and the strange feeling in the back of his head receded like a tide. "You're not dead?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Li Huowang found that his voice had changed, and his voice that should have been cheerful became extremely hoarse.
The sword on the neck, fortunately but unfortunately, injured the vocal cords.
"I know how to swim. There is a pool in front of my village. I have been playing in it since I was a child."
Li Huowang walked over with his sword in hand, took off the Taoist robe covered with a layer of blood scab, and put it on Bai Lingmiao's body.
At this time, Li Huowang seemed to wake up and looked at everything around him blankly, looking at the corpses with different forms of death around him.
Regardless of age or gender, everyone dies, and they all die by their own hands.
Looking at the dead girl hugging her mother and the lifeless cradle, the self-blame and pain that had disappeared before surged into his heart again. It was so heavy that he could hardly breathe.
Li Huowang slowly bent down to pick up the dagger on the ground, gritted his teeth, and stabbed it into the palm of his hand.
In the past, he never understood why Sister Hu, who was next door to the mental hospital, wanted to harm herself, but now he understands.