The Bad Guys: Don't call me Little Emperor Taizong

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The upper body turned around, but the lower body was out of control.

I didn't notice it just now, but now I feel that my legs are as soft as cotton.

As he turned around, his legs tripped over each other and he fell flat on his face.

The evil slave who followed him hadn't figured out what was going on yet.

Seeing his master fall, he hurried over to help him.

But before they could show themselves, they were greeted by a cold light.

The next moment, the four evil slaves covered their throats tightly, ignoring the blood gushing out from their fingers, their eyes still full of disbelief.

It seems that I can't figure it out.

What on earth could have frightened his master so much?

What gave him the courage to face Tongwenguan?

I don’t know that the whole world today, except for Qi State and the old capital Hanzhong.

Are other places already the territory of Tongwenguan?

"you!"

Jiuli turned around and thought of the fear in the middle-aged man's eyes just now, and his heart became heavier.

If you still don't realize that you are kicking against a rock.

It’s a waste of time to be the leader of this clan.

He dared to kill people from Tongwenguan like this and dared to swagger around with the saint.

This person didn't take their Ten Thousand Poison Cave, or even the entire Raojiang, seriously at all!

That's not being fearless, nor is it being afraid of them.

He simply had the confidence to massacre his entire clan.

Another example is a cat eyeing a mouse.

But no matter how he fled or hid, he was sure that he could find him and kill him.

But at this moment.

Li Changping's long black hair turned completely red.

A pair of golden red eyes, no longer with a trace of warmth.

The Zixiao Sword was also raised high.

"Now that you're here, don't leave!"

The words fell.

The whole figure flashed out, one on the left and one on the right, floating in like a phantom or mist.

Then the sword light changed, flying up and down, casting a gorgeous sword shadow.

Combined with the red blade of the Zixiao Sword.

Like a bunch of blooming flowers.

But only the person involved knows.

What a chill beneath this beauty.

There was no time to hesitate, the leader of Jiuli Village instantly took out a wooden flute embroidered with an evil ghost totem from his arms.

He used all his strength to block the sword light.

Then, with the momentum, it flew far away and hit the wooden gate of Jiuli Village hard.

But the sword shadow did not slow down at all and continued to rush forward.

The next moment, they surrounded all the people from Tongwenguan who had come from afar.

Li Changping immediately covered Chi Meng's eyes with his hands.

But others were not prepared.

The Jiuli village leader's bronze and resolute face turned as pale as paper.

I just watched helplessly as I saw the sword shadow.

All the people in Tongwenguan, including the middle-aged people, were cut into pieces.

Like a meat grinder, it grinds them into minced meat.

Crazy four-way splash.

In front of the gate of Jiuli Village, a blood-red area of more than ten feet in radius immediately formed.

If you look closely.

You will find that it is not blood, but minced meat.

At this moment, the terrifying sword shadow finally disappeared.

But in the end, there was still some sword energy left, which split the prison car brought by the Zhongtian man.

The men, women, young and old in the car collapsed to the ground.

But they didn't stand up, nor were they afraid. They just stared at the minced meat in front of them with numb expressions.

But in that numbness, there was a faint sense of relief and relief.

"Li Changping!"

The eyes of the Jiuli Village Chief instantly turned red.

If I hadn't blocked it quickly just now, or even had the slightest intention of resisting,

I will be the same as those people in Tongwenguan.

Turned into minced meat with no bones left.

I just realized it now.

It turned out that he had lived in Raojiang for several years, and all he did every day was to collect grass and hunt rabbits. He seemed to be a harmless child.

How cruel! How ruthless!

Looking at the village gate again, the Jiuli soldiers who used to be obedient to him now all felt their legs go weak.

A hint of submission was quietly creeping into their eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Chi Meng forcibly shook off the hand that was blocking his vision and looked towards the village gate with a little curiosity.

Only after seeing that it was a blood-red did she pout.

Dissatisfied, he said, "Isn't it just killing someone? Why are you blocking my eyes?"

He lifted up the huge thing in front of his chest again, tilted his head, and wanted to say a few more words.

But I saw it.

Those who followed along and tried to impersonate the Twelve Caves collapsed to the ground one by one.

The area between the buttocks had already been soaked, and a pungent, foul smell filled the air.

Li Changping straightened the sword again and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Master Jiuli, I have already given you a chance. Now, you can die in peace!"

"impossible!"

With a loud roar, the leader of Jiuli Village put the wooden flute to his lips.

The next second, a melodious and pleasant sound rang out.

at the same time.

Suddenly, dust rose from under the ground where everyone was standing.

More than a dozen Jiuli soldiers hid in the sand and attacked Li Changping.

"It is the insect that controls the sand!"

Chi Meng exclaimed, "No wonder the Jiuli people don't carry worms. They bury the worms underground and hide people with the help of Yusha! This is a secret technique to protect the village! Catch him quickly."

As he spoke, he raised his scimitar and rushed towards the leader of Jiuli Village.

But he was immediately stopped by two soldiers and got into a tough fight.

Seeing that there were more people going to kill Chi Meng, the Jiuli Village Chief quickly reminded: "It's easy to deal with the Saint Girl, kill this kid first!"

"Haha, this is really interesting!"

Li Changping sneered and then ignored it.

Seeing the soldiers rushing towards him, he ignored Chi Meng who was fighting hard, and just swung his sword, killing two more people.

But the next moment.

Along with the sound of the flute from the Jiuli village chief, two more people rushed into the sand, sometimes hiding and sometimes drawing their swords.

The entire earth began to twist strangely, as if there was a tumbling dragon underground.

Li Changping had no intention of looking for the leader of Jiuli Village.

The sharp sword energy surrounded him crazily, and anyone who showed up would be struck by the sword.

Without any delay, in the blink of an eye, there were more and more corpses under his feet.

The dark red streams gradually converge into a river.

He turned his palm over and sucked in the blood, and the blood rivers attached to the Zixiao Sword, forming sword energy that could take away the next life.

And so on and on.

When the corpses were gradually filling up the village.

Finally someone noticed something.

The words were filled with panic and inexplicable fear:

"Don't do it! Don't do it!"

"He didn't want to kill the village chief. He wanted to use the village chief to slaughter all of our Jiuli clan!"

A word to wake up the dreamer.

Although the voice was not loud, it seemed to resound in the hearts of every soldier in Jiuli Village.

Look up.

Isn't it?

With Li Changping's ability, it would be easy for him to capture the village chief, but he chose not to do so.

Then there is only one explanation.