Chapter 309 Ancient Killing (8)
Chapter 309 Ancient Killing (8)
Ying Yong: "Bold!"
You dare to scold me? Who do you think you are?
Heshan's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly raised his hand and waved. Everyone was shocked to feel a strong wind blowing past their side. Shaojun and his sister were instantly knocked away. After a loud bang, their figures fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
"Master!"
"Young master!"
Mingbo Guigong was unable to stop it, and watching his descendants being injured in front of him, of course he could not bear it.
The strong and violent spiritual power swept out from her body like an overwhelming force, and she punched Heshan in the face. The wind from the fist was whistling like a gust of wind sweeping away the remaining clouds or an autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. The powerful aura forced the people present to resist with all their might.
Heshan snorted, stretched out his right hand in the air, and a hammer suddenly appeared in his palm. He rushed towards the opponent fiercely with a wanton smile on his face.
"Ha! Submit, Xiao Ming!"
Mingbo Guigong's brain froze: "......?"
Every move made by masters is deadly, and the king is even more of a master. At this moment, she used a big iron hammer to break through the opponent's defense and attack from top to bottom. Mingbo Guigong might be old and not as flexible as Heshan. With a heavy "bang", he was smashed into a deep pit by the big iron hammer.
Mingbo Guigong spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound and his face turned pale.
The scene was silent for a moment. Everyone was terrified and looked at the girl who was approaching the deep pit step by step with shocked eyes.
"do not want!"
"No!"
The guards were as if they were facing a great enemy, and they surrounded her with weapons in hand, trying to stop her. Ji Chu and his wife, and Luan Luo and his sister, tried to hold on to their injured bodies, fearing that she would kill them. Their anger and resentment disappeared at this moment, and they all pleaded anxiously:
"Please calm down, Senior. It is us who are ignorant and do not recognize you!"
"Please forgive me... Senior, this is all our fault!"
Heshan took the hammer and pounded his palm again and again, looking at the noble Mingbo in the pit, and said sarcastically: "Look, the noble Mingbo has been injured so badly, but the fox skin on his body is still intact. He is really a top-notch fox demon."
"Don't you know that there are taboos between humans and demons? You openly slaughtered the fox demon and peeled its skin off, wearing it on your body. Don't you take the demons seriously?! Do you want to start a war?"
Everyone present turned pale and wondered in their hearts, could she be the daughter of the fox clan?
Luan Luo pursed his lips and said, "It's just a little fox beast... If Your Excellency doesn't like it, we will pay attention to it in the future..."
The words were spoken too lightly, so Heshan responded by mercilessly lifting her up again, and the rest of the people were silent.
Mingbo Guigong did not faint, so he naturally saw this scene. He closed his eyes and opened them again, forcing himself to fly out of the pit. His aura was still unstoppable: "Are you here for revenge?"
"But do you know how you demons treat us humans? You torture and slaughter us, and play with us at will, like ants?"
She spoke with contempt and looked disdainful, as if she sneered at Heshan's so-called "revenge": "Why can't the human race fight back for survival?"
"Even if we don't talk about other things, didn't the third son of Sangyu die innocently like this?"
Heshan looked at her puzzledly: "Then may I ask, sir, the owner of the fox fur you are wearing killed humans wantonly, and was therefore killed and skinned by you?"
"Or the owner of the wolfskin that made your boots, or the beast pill hanging around your waist, or..." She looked at Luan Luo and paused, "The string of white beads on your forehead, if I'm not mistaken, should be from a mermaid, and the big knife, is there any golden eagle bone mixed in it, and..."
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