Above the stars

Little King Kong, who had fought with the Tang bandits, came, Chen Mazi, who had competed with the Tang bandits for prey, came. The whole family of the Chen family, who had almost no contact with them, came, and Little Fatty's best friend, Pi Monkey, also came.

Aunt Cheng is here, Widow Li is here, and Auntie Wang is here too.

These are the old man's scandal targets.

All this time, everyone has been silently fulfilling the rules of survival on the ruins: everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door and doesn't care about the frost on other people's tiles.

When the fist doesn't fall on your head, you just pretend you didn't see someone committing the crime.

However, now everyone in the village opened the courtyard door and helped the old and young out.

They may be old, thin, sick, or disabled. Due to long-term malnutrition, their skin becomes sallow and their hair withers.

They don't know how to practice, and they don't even have any martial arts.

But, as they say, I will use my body to block a bullet for you.

God said, let there be light.

However, it is not God who lights the lamp, but human nature.

The gray robes feel the pressure. They are gray robes, but they are also other people's sons and so-and-so's fathers.

If they kill these ordinary people, how will they explain it when they return?

The Flame Army also felt the pressure.

They have good fighting prowess and can shoot.

However, these are all civilians, densely packed civilians, ordinary people.

If there is a large-scale massacre, and the blame falls from above, who will bear the responsibility?

The winger was obviously angry and laughed, his smile was sinister, and his voice was as sharp as a knife.

"What? Forced to have a baby? Do you think that because there are so many people gathered, I have to settle the matter? Do you have to be open-minded and act like nothing happened?"

He felt that these people were really stupid and told them that the news could not get out.

Why can't they figure it out?

His original plan was to kill the main criminal first and then massacre the entire village with the help of predators. After all, everyone knows that predators kill no one alive.

They harbored the murderer and deserved death. Only by using the lives of this village to bury his son with him can he somewhat relieve the hatred in his heart.

It is impossible for the Flame Shrine to take action easily. This kind of thing is too dirty and cannot be washed off if it is stained on the body.

If the blame comes from above, kill a few predators and organize a fight. If there is no objection from above, they will just pretend that nothing happened.

Why would the higher-ups care about such a trivial matter?

Unexpectedly, they ran out on their own, disrupting his plan.

The gentleman looked at the winger and said: "The lives of untouchables are also lives. Before you take them away, you have to give everyone an explanation. Otherwise, who can guarantee that such a thing will not happen to you?"

"Why do you all stand up? Because we all know that when someone killed someone today, we chose to be a coward. When we encounter this kind of thing in the future, no one will be willing to stand up."

"There are quite a few predator organizations among the people you brought, right? I recognized several of them. I know what they can do... They have killed many people before, and they will not kill less in the future. …”

"When you reach my age, you will die when you die. Life is worse than death... But I have to stand up and say something to the children in this village... You kill one today and one tomorrow. One, what hope do they have alive?"

"Stand up, just stand up." Bian Feng, with a frosty face, shouted sternly: "One person is roasting, and a group of people are roasting. It's just that the stove is bigger and the fire is hotter."

He waved his hand and shouted: "Shoot."

boom!

A bullet shot through the gentleman's chest.

Sir, they stood too close and blocked the bullets with their chests, making it impossible for Tang Bandit and others to save him.

Bang bang bang.

The gunshots were like thunder and the bullets were like rain.

The Fire Army began shooting at the gathered villagers.

"Sir." Tang Bandit roared.

"Kill them!" Xiaopang shouted angrily.

Tang Bandit's eyes were cracked, and the dog-legged knife in his hand buzzed towards the Flame Army formation.

Snapped!

The dog-leg knife was knocked away by a copper coin.

Tang Bandit stretched out his hand and found that there was an extra crack on the dog-leg knife.

Behind Bian Feng, a skinny old man came out, looked at Tang Bandit with a ferocious smile, and said, "Qi Control Realm? I'm here to play with you."

Without saying a word, the Tang bandit charged towards the old man with his dog-leg knife.

Don't be reasonable!

There is no reason at all with them!

Killing is the only way to stop killing, and blood debts are repaid with blood.

Phoenix and Xiaopang also launched an attack immediately. Phoenix rushed towards the Flame Army, hoping to use his own offensive to prevent the Flame Army from shooting at civilians. As soon as the whip was struck, the formation of the Flame Army was thrown into chaos. Those who wanted to use the iron guns in their hands to block the attack of the whip had their barrels and bodies cut off in an instant.

Xiaopang was surrounded by the group of gray-robed men. Although they were not very powerful, their numbers were overwhelming. One of them was thrown away, and more came over.

The old man didn't move. He stood at the back of the crowd, his eyes fixed on the winger who was still riding on the tall horse.

The winger also noticed the old man, smiled gently, and said loudly: "I can feel that you are the real master of hiding."

"Damn you!"

The old man looked at the winger expressionlessly, his body suddenly jumped up, and he punched the winger where he was.

In the huge white air mass, two dragons and two elephants roared towards the winger.

"Dragon Elephant Demon Subduing Technique", second level.

boom.

Winger's body flew away, and the big black horse he had just been riding on was impacted by the power of the dragon elephant and instantly turned into thistle powder and flesh.

The old man's blow missed, and his body used force in mid-air to catch up with the winger as if he was flying with air.

When the winger saw this operation of the old man, his eyes showed horror.

This method of controlling Qi has gone far beyond the realm of controlling Qi.

Controlling Qi Controlling Qi controls the yin and yang energy in the body.

However, most Qi-bending realms can only use Qi machines to pull objects or weapons.

However, he was able to control his own body, and his kung fu had reached a state of perfection.

It's a pity that no matter who he is, he is still dead.

The winger stretched out his hand and a handful of leaves fell on his palm.

After raising it in the air, the handful of leaves flew away, flying all over the sky, turning into flying knives and stabbing towards the old man.

The old man punched out again. The dragon was high in the sky, but like it was on the ground, it rumbled towards the winger.

Wherever it passed, those leaf flying knives were knocked to the ground, and the yin and yang energy contained in the leaves disappeared instantly.

Winger saw that the power of the dragon elephant had not dissipated, and was still charging towards him. He stretched out his hand to summon a boulder and smashed it towards the dragon elephant.

boom!

Only then did the Dragon Elephant Mirror disperse.

The old man just glanced at the winger and rushed towards him again.

This fight will last until the death.

Tang Bandit has become red-eyed, no matter what the other party's identity or realm is.

At this moment, all he wanted to do was kill people.

The dog-legged knife in his hand kills with a single blow, which is a completely fearless fighting style.

Every knife pierced the old man's vitals, and every knife was aimed at his throat.

He wanted to get rid of this old guy quickly, and then go and cut off the winger's head himself.

He kept praying in his heart, praying that the old man would move slower so that the winger could breathe.

Obviously, the old guy he wanted to kill was no ordinary person.

His name is Ma Jiji, nicknamed the Copper Coin Assassin, and he is a high-paying priest hired by the Flame Shrine.

A handful of copper coins can be used in various ways in his hands. When scattered, they can be used as a hidden weapon, and when gathered together, they can form a giant formation of long snakes or even a shield.

Everything is changing, all within Ma Zhichong’s thoughts.

Every attack by the Tang bandits was blocked by the copper shields composed of countless copper coins.

When he retreated to gather momentum, the copper coins turned into long snakes or sharp weapons and actively attacked the Tang bandits.

What's even more frightening is that those copper coins will make a tinkling sound when attacking in combination.

Tang Bandit didn't pay attention at first, thinking it was just a normal reaction to the impact of a copper plate.

When he discovered that those sounds formed a huge range, he was firmly enveloped in it. Disturbing his mind, disrupting his pace, weakening his offensive, and even beginning to shake his determination to win.

Tang Bandit suddenly broke into a cold sweat. It turned out that this was the real killing move of the Copper Coin Assassin.

Tang Bandit's movements obviously slowed down, and a look of struggle and pain appeared on his face.

Obviously, this noise has a great impact on his offense.

The copper coin assassin knew that his sonic attack was ready to be completed, and then he put his hands together, and the copper coins in the sky rushed towards him, as if trying to sandwich him in the middle.

The Tang bandits were as sharp as the wind, but they still couldn't stop the attack and harassment of countless copper coins.

boom!

He was hit in the chest by a copper coin, and a large mouthful of blood vomited out from the corner of his mouth.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Knowing that the opportunity was too late, the copper coin assassin rushed forward, forming a dagger from a copper coin, and thrust it straight into the chest of the Tang bandit.

"coming!"

Tang Bandit's eyes flashed, and he punched the array of copper coins that was coming.

While scattering the copper coins, the dog blade's legs spun rapidly and instantly sank into the copper coin assassin's head.

The Copper Coin Assassin's face was full of horror. He couldn't understand why he was completely unaffected even though he had been surrounded by his vocal range.

Tang Bandit had no intention of talking nonsense with him. He pulled out the dog-leg knife from his head and slashed to death a gray-robed man who wanted to steal the chicken. Then he took the initiative and rushed towards the winger's position.

It's a pity that the old man didn't understand Tang Bandit's thoughts at all.

With one punch, the dragon and elephant appear auspicious.

Moreover, his dragon elephant is like substance, not a defective product like the illusory shadow of Tang Bandit.

At the beginning, the winger was able to catch the ball with clever tricks.

He knew that as long as he was exhausted, that would be his chance to fight back.

When he realized that the yin and yang energy of the old man in front of him was vast and majestic, just like the endless life of the Yangtze River, he felt that it was difficult.

The old man had no intention of holding back, punching him one after another, completely crushing him with his strength and realm.

boom!

The winger's body flew away.

The old man followed closely and punched again.

The winger's body flew faster.

The old man ignored him and came first, catching up to him and punching him in the chest again.

boom!

The winger was in mid-air, but he was still spurting blood.

His chest was sunken, and his sternum was completely shattered by that punch.

Snapped!

His body hit a mountain rock heavily, and then slowly slid down the mountain wall.

Tang Bandit rushed forward, grabbed his white hair, and wiped his neck with a knife.

It is better to meet than to miss you.

Just as Fenghuang said just now, Tang Bandit was happy to reunite father and son.