Chapter 98: The Power of the World Destroyer (3)

Lei Xu's head gurgled and rolled on the ground, the fear before death was frozen on his face, and those unwilling eyes were wide open.

The heads of the various families who were kneeling on the ground were frightened and cried one by one, their foreheads smashed, and they only asked Ji Fengyan to give them a way out.

Yang Jian's figure appeared beside Ji Fengyan, the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand was as bright as new, and it was not stained with blood at all.

He was waiting, waiting for Ji Fengyan's next order.

Either kill or stay.

Yang Jian's figure fell into the eyes of everyone kneeling on the ground, like an evil ghost demanding their lives, and they cried more and more miserably.

The cry was so shrill that it pierced the eardrums of the people.

Ji Fengyan slightly raised his eyes and looked at the crying Patriarchs with purple faces, he waved his hands lightly, "Get lost."

Those Patriarchs woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and they were all grateful, screaming and wanting to leave, but...

"What I'm talking about is - get out." Ji Fengyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was obviously smiling, but it made everyone feel shuddering.

The various Patriarchs who originally planned to let the surviving attendants help them back home now understood what Ji Fengyan meant. They pushed away the attendants who stepped forward to help them, and nodded their heads like a slap in the face.

"You little ones, get out now! Get out now!"

As they said that, regardless of the pain on their bodies, they rolled farther and farther away on the ground one by one.

If it wasn't for the situation being wrong, I'm afraid the people on the side would have laughed out loud.

Who would have imagined that these aristocratic and patriarchal patriarchs who are domineering in Jicheng would one day roll on the ground like a pile of mud.

The murderous intent was over, Ji Fengyan looked at the mess on the ground, exhaled, raised his hand and patted Yang Jian's shoulder armor, "Thank you."

Yang Jian stood there motionless.

Ji Fengyan looked at those Patriarchs who were rolling further and further away, as if he remembered something, he suddenly said: "You guys, wait."

Those Patriarchs almost peed in fright, lying on the ground motionless, afraid that Ji Fengyan would suddenly change his mind.

"It's too dirty here, please send someone to clean it up." Ji Fengyan dropped the sentence abruptly.

Those patriarchs dared to say no, they all responded straightforwardly.

After explaining the matter, Ji Fengyan withdrew his paws, "Okay, all the spectators are gone, isn't a pile of meat sauce disgusting?"

These words were obviously addressed to the people who watched the whole process.

Everyone "..."

Didn't this guy make these severed arms and limbs?

This would also feel disgusting.

However, no one dared to say this, everyone touched their noses silently, and quietly dispersed.

But what happened today has become a lingering shadow for their eternal life.

After today, the lord of Ji City has been removed.

Everyone will know that they have a new city lord who doesn't like to play cards according to common sense.

Watching the crowd disperse, Ji Fengyan stretched his waist, turned to look at Ling He and the others who were already stunned, and said, "Brother Ling, it's okay to be so angry, it's not good to always fight and kill with a murder on your back." .”

"..." The corners of Ling He's mouth twitched slightly. He felt that among the crowd, the most inappropriate person to say such a thing should be their young lady, right?

As if seeing what Ling He was thinking, Ji Fengyan said with a smile, "I call it killing to stop killing."

Ling Hemo.

Isn't this still killing!

No matter how helpless he felt about Ji Fengyan's fallacies in his heart, Ling He once again realized that their young lady was not as delicate as an ordinary woman at all, her domineering and decisiveness made them, iron-blooded men, feel ashamed .