Evil spirits descend: Suppress everything with martial arts

At this time, the suturing demon also turned its head to look at Wu Chen. It tilted its head, and suddenly blood gushed out from its ears, and a large amount of blood spilled on the ground.

However, it saw that its eye sockets were bloody and bloody, with only two holes and no eyeballs.

"You...your eyes are very bright, I like it very much." The stitcher suddenly said.

"Oh? Really?" Wu Zhen laughed.

These days, there are really not many demons who dare to talk to themselves like this.

Wu Zhen came all the way from Tiannan Kingdom, and the prison guards in Zhenhun Prison were almost overcrowded, and there were many demons who could rival gods.

"Can you...can you give me your eyes?" The stitcher took a step forward and walked directly towards Wu Chen. With every step, the blood on his body was scattered in large swaths as if he didn't want money, and there was a strong smell of blood .

With a flash in his eyes, Wu Zhen picked up a peanut from the plate and put it in his mouth, then raised his glass and took a sip, as if he wasn't worried at all.

But at this moment, suddenly a figure flashed out from the second floor and shouted, "Brother Wu Fei, hurry up!"

However, the middle-aged man looked cold and stern, and pulled out a bright long sword from his waist, exuding a strong divine aura, and stabbed at the stitcher with his sword.

"Oh? Someone came to save you, hey, why didn't anyone come to save me back then?" The stitcher asked again, and it turned its head suddenly, with crazy jealousy flashing in its eyes.

"Why didn't anyone come to save me back then?"

"You all have to die, you all have to die!" The stitcher turned around abruptly, and slapped the middle-aged man with his palm. The body that had just been stitched was surprisingly strong, and he firmly grasped the middle-aged man's saber.

"What? You actually grabbed the magic weapon given by the gods?"

"A high-ranking demon, it turned out to be a high-ranking demon!" The middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately growled: "Run, this is a high-ranking demon."

"What?" Everyone on the second floor was dumbfounded for a moment, and then trembled even more, but no one dared to move.

After all, in the face of demons, running away would only lead to greater casualties.

"Hey, how pitiful, how sad." Wu Zhen was shaking his head.

He knew very well that there were three exorcists in this restaurant, and sixteen demon crossbows. Although they might not be able to kill this high-ranking demon, they were enough to resist a little, and at least they could survive the patrol. The exorcist squad arrives.

It's a pity that no one is willing to stand out. Everyone would rather hold their heads and tremble, waiting for the choice of death, and dare not have the slightest desire to resist.

"Human beings in this world are really hopeless." Wu Zhen sighed.

He put down his glass and stood up.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already released his long sword and jumped back to the second floor.

Beside him, there were several other companions, and the three demon-killing crossbows aimed at the stitcher.

"Everyone, you must still have the demon-killing crossbow in your hand, as well as other exorcist friends. If we join forces today, we may still be able to survive." The middle-aged man shouted loudly.

It's a pity that the whole restaurant was extremely calm, and no one responded to him at all.

"Hey, that's all!" The heart of the middle-aged man gradually sank to the bottom.

"Brother, what are you talking to this group of eggless cowards? What else can they do except bury their heads in their crotches?" The burly man smiled disdainfully, "If you die today, you will die, but don't worry about it, you demon!" Want to feel good."

But just as the burly man finished speaking, a black light shot out from a guest room in the restaurant, hitting the burly man's throat.

"How dare you!" The burly man's expression changed drastically.

It never occurred to him that when he jumped out to fight against the demon, other people not only did not make a move, but even made a move against him.

"Hmph, arrogant people will not only kill themselves, but also implicate us." An indifferent voice sounded.

At this time, the burly man only felt the strong death crisis enveloped him. He wanted to avoid the black streamer, but the black light came extremely abruptly, and the angle was tricky. Even though he had already seen the arrow, his body was too late reaction.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the burly man, and then lightly grabbed the black streamer. It turned out to be a black arrow with complicated inscriptions engraved on it.

This is a demon-killing crossbow arrow, but it did not shoot at the demon, but at the same race of humans.

"It's such a sad world, how difficult it is to change this world." Wu Zhen shook his head and sighed softly.

He grabbed the black arrow, flicked it lightly, and the arrow turned into a black light, returned along the original path, pierced through the solid wall, and shot into the room just now.

The next second, a scream came from the room.

Then Wu Zhen turned around to look at the stitcher, and grinned: "Let me see you."

As he said that, Wu Zhen actually closed his eyes, as if he was realizing something.

"You... are a beggar who has been wandering in Hai'an County for many years."

"One day the evil spirits came, and before you had time to hide, you knocked on doors all over the street, trying to find a house to hide in."

"It's a pity that you ran all over the street, but no one opened the door for you."

"Oh, I said, why is your body stitched together? It turns out that when you died, you were eaten bit by bit by that demon back then."

"You went through a full three hours of torture, and when your resentment reached its peak, you were completely devoured by that demon."

"Hey, it's really not easy, it's really not easy."

Wu Zhen opened his eyes and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Beside him, the middle-aged man, the burly man, and several others were silent.

To be honest, this stitched person is really pitiful.And he knocked on the door of the whole street, wanted to ask for help but was rejected miserably, how similar to everyone's experience today.

"Since you know about me, don't stop me." The stitcher looked at Wu Zhen and said suddenly.

It also sensed that Wu Zhen was not an ordinary person, so he was very cautious.

But Wu Zhen shook his head and said, "I can't spare you, you killed a lot of people. And I'm also human, so I want to kill you."

The stitcher laughed out loud when he heard the words: "I heard what you said just now, and I thought you were a sensible person, but I never thought that you were as stupid as everyone else. Then...you all die."

Wu Zhen still shook his head and said with a smile: "Who can tell what is Dao and what is reason?"

"Today I am strong, so you are the one who died, that's all." Wu Zhen raised his right hand, flicked his middle finger lightly, and a stream of light shot out, nailing it precisely between the eyebrows of the sutured person.

In an instant, the stitched person's body shook violently, and then all the stitched wounds burst, and the whole person turned into a pile of minced meat, completely breathless.

A head rolled in front of everyone, but there was a peanut between the eyebrows.

"Brother Wu Fei..." Everyone was instantly dumbfounded.

He raised his hand and killed a demon that was suspected to be an earth demon, and he didn't even use a magic weapon or a demon crossbow. What kind of strength is this?
"Wu Fei, are you the envoy of God's Court?" The middle-aged man looked strange.

He remembered that he chatted with Wu Zhen along the way, and once scolded Shenting, saying that Shenting and the gang only knew how to collect money, but never really helped the people.

Unexpectedly, the person who smiled and listened to him scolding Shenting was actually an envoy of Shenting.

"This..." The middle-aged man didn't know what to say.

But Wu Zhen laughed and said, "I'm not some kind of envoy. If you insist on saying that I have something to do with Shenting, I'm a teacher from Tiannan Kingdom, and our school is borrowed from the former Shenting building."

"What, Shenting will lend the building to others?" Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this.

Shenting building, that is the face of Shenting, ordinary people are not even qualified to stop nearby, what kind of school will Shenting lend to others?
"Uh...there is no divine court in Tiannan Kingdom, only schools." Wu Zhen said with a smile.

Everyone petrified again.