The first cause of all realms

Chapter 31

"kill!"

The execution ground in the drizzle suddenly turned into a Shura ground, with blood spattering and shouts of killing everywhere.

Yang Qian took a few steps back and saw that the execution ground was in chaos, everyone avoided where Wang Fobao and the iron dragon were.

It seemed that everyone was making way for the two of them.

"Little bastard, give back my brother's life!"

Amidst the shouting, the red-eyed bandit came with a knife.

Yang Ju shook his arms, changed his feet, and swung his saber in an impenetrable way, fighting and retreating.

These bandits are all blood-changing warriors, and their progress seems to be higher than him, and they are even more vicious when fighting, and they are fighting for their lives.

But Yang Jue's saber technique is proficient and sophisticated, even though the bandit roared and roared, he just retreated without any injury at all.

Even, he still has the energy to scan the audience.

In the drizzle, there was a sound of shouting and killing.

Wang Fobao confronted the iron dragon from a distance, suddenly, the two moved together.

boom!
The rain splashed, the light of the knife intersected with the shadows of people, and the sound of metal and iron clanging was heard wherever they went, and the people around them ran away one after another.

Wang Fobao is holding a long knife, his footsteps are changing, the person is like a ghost, when the light of the knife is waving, it seems that even the rain is forced to not fall to the ground.

The iron dragon was extremely ferocious, regardless of the serious injuries on his body, as soon as he made a move, he directly aroused his internal energy, and he was fighting for his life, forcing Wang Fobao to be unable to perform meritorious deeds for a while.

Besides the two, the entire execution ground was fighting and crying.

There were only three or five arresters under Wang Fobao, but each of them held a bow and crossbow, and waited for work with leisure. After a while, they cornered the gangsters.

"Wang Fobao!"

Suddenly, a low growl sounded.

The iron dragon, who was pushed to the extreme by Wang Fobao, showed his ruthless side, he did not dodge or dodge, and took Wang Fobao's knife abruptly.

Amidst the blood splattering, he danced wildly, under the tattered clothes, there seemed to be a boa constrictor swimming away, swimming from his chest and abdomen to his neck at an extremely fast speed.

"Lion Roar? Have you really mastered it?"

Wang Fobao's eyelids twitched, he took a step back, covered his ears with his hands, and issued a warning:

"Cover your ears!"

But where's the time?
Except for Yang Ju who saw the situation was bad and followed suit, the rest of the arresters were fighting in full swing, where did they think of this move?
Wang Fobao's voice just sounded,

A loud noise exploded in the execution ground.

Yang Ju stared blankly, and saw that a ball of air that seemed to be compressed to the extreme was spit out from the iron dragon's mouth.

then,

boom!
It was like a thunderbolt exploding.

With the iron dragon as the center, the muddy water in the surrounding zhangxu land was scattered and splashed by the shock, and the gust of wind formed by the explosion of the air mass swept across a small half of the execution ground.

The arresters who were caught off guard were like being struck by lightning, their eardrums were bleeding from the shock, and they dropped their swords one by one, if not all the bandits would have avoided it.

With just one blow, he will be killed and turned on his back.

However, even so, all the arresting officers were stunned by the shock.

Even though they were separated by 30 meters, Wang Fobao, who was the first to bear the brunt, trembled, and his ears and nose were bleeding from the shock!

But instead of retreating, he advanced, rushing forward in the sudden gust of wind, slashing across with his long knife, flashing a cold killing intent.

This sudden explosion, the exposed skin all over his body was blood red.

The blood gushing from the mouth and nose was blown into the air.

But his eyes were red, and with all his strength, he chopped the accomplished gangster in half from the top of his head to his crotch!

"Second brother!"

Amidst the screams, a group of bandits went mad and seemed about to rush up and fight for their lives.

The thug who was fighting with Yang Jue also had his eyes reddened by this scene, and slashed wildly at Yang Ju as desperately.

"ended……"

Yang Ju retreated back again and again, and after a few steps, he jumped up suddenly, approaching his side with wind-driven steps, his arm was level with the knife, and he cut his throat with one knife.

"Second brother, second brother!"

All the thugs roared ferociously.

Only the thug with the scarred face twisted his face, growled, grabbed the two closest brothers, turned around and ran away:

"Wang Fobao, I, Montenegro, will never die with you, never die!"

"You can't leave!"

Wang Fobao's face was covered with blood, even the rain couldn't wash it off. He turned around with a knife in his hand, trying to chase after him.

But he didn't want the rest of the gangsters to rush forward with all their lives. Even if no one could stop Wang Fobao's second strike, they would still fight to the death.

After Wang Fobao killed the gangsters, the three of them also disappeared without a trace.

The continuous drizzle washed everything away, and the footprints were no longer visible.

"Chase!"

Wang Fobao coldly glanced at the policeman with a painful face, gave a low drink, and took the lead in chasing him.

The rest of the arresters were pale, and they all chased after him through gritted teeth.

At this time, the execution ground was full of pools of blood, dozens of dead bodies, and severed limbs and arms everywhere. The stench wafted into the nostrils, and the rain couldn't wash it away.

There was a bleak, dead silence everywhere.

"It's miserable..."

The pale Wang Kui crawled out from the corner, looking at the bloody stumps all over the ground, he couldn't help retching.

The few other government servants who were lucky enough to survive also looked miserable.

"Wu Liu? He's dead too..."

Looking at Wu Liu, whose throat had been cut open in a pool of blood, Yang Yu remained silent, feeling what life is like grass.

The person who was talking before turned into a corpse, who can not be touched?

"Miserable, miserable."

Wang Kui couldn't stand up anymore, his soft bones seemed to be lying on the wall, and he almost vomited out his gall.

It's a pity that although he is an executioner, he has never seen such a terrifying execution ground.

"I don't know if Catcher Wang can catch the rest of the bandits?"

Yang Yu felt a little worried in his heart, and couldn't help but clenched the knife tightly.

At this time, he understood the true meaning of "settling down and living" that old man Wei said.

Although the world is big, if you don't have the strength to protect yourself, you may die on the street at any time. A sword in troubled times is more expensive than your life.

The rain stopped and the weather cleared up.

The execution officer who was hiding somewhere stood up and called a few yamen servants to clean the execution ground.

Yang Qiu helped Wang Kui out of the execution ground.

The criminals were hacked and shot to death as early as the first time they robbed the prison, so naturally there was no need for them to execute the sentence.

Of course, several other executioners died together.

These days, you can't be too dedicated...

After sending the boneless Wang Kui home, he also washed off the blood on his body, changed his clothes, and then returned.

At this time, the city was under martial law, and many yamen servants and arresters came and went in a hurry, carrying portraits and searching from house to house.

Yang Qiu glanced at the abstract portrait, his eyes twitching.

Outside the execution ground, Wang Fobao's face was gloomy, with grief on his face, and the corpses that were put together indiscriminately were carried out.

"Afterwards, go to the yamen to collect the reward."

Wang Fobao couldn't bear to look any longer, said hoarsely to Yang Yu, turned around and was about to leave.

"Jailor, do you still want to do it?"

Yang Jue asked a question.

Wang Fobao paused:
"You are allowed to rest for ten days."

"What is there in the Black Mountain Prison? These bandits are willing to take such a big risk to rob the prison..."

Rubbing between his brows, Yang Jue thought about it with a headache, while walking towards the execution ground.

There is a reward in the yamen, and you can receive the reward for killing a thief, and a bandit in the blood realm, at least a head is worth 20 taels of silver.

But well,
Bounties are bounties, and trophies are trophies.

(End of this chapter)