Chapter 1,284: The Cold Murderous Intention

Just when the old city lord came to the city gate, the people cried and begged him to save them. Their miserable cries were filled with endless sadness.

Zhong Lijing sat on the bamboo chair in front of the armored soldiers, as if he couldn't hear the cries at all, and looked at the old city lord with a particularly calm expression: "Didn't I tell you not to come out of the city lord's mansion, isn't it embarrassing now? "

"Lord City Lord, save me!"

"Lord City Lord, what mistake did we make? Why are you doing this to us!"

"It's not fair!"

Cries came from above, and the tears of the people fell like a curtain of rain.

Such a sad sight made the old city lord kneel down and crawl forward in front of Zhongli Jing with a trembling body.

"Master Priest, the people of Ning'an City have always been law-abiding. They also take care of themselves when it comes to refugees from outside, and they do their best to help others. What are you doing?"

The old city lord wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeves, and the four servants behind him burst into tears.

Zhongli Jing looked down at the prostrate and crying old city lord, his old eyes mixed with humane indifference: "They are just some untouchables. If they can lure out the thieves who brought harm to the empire, wouldn't they be considered loyal to the country? "

"I think you are the thief who is bringing trouble to the empire!"

The old city lord finally stood up angrily and pointed at Zhongli Jing's old hand, unable to help but tremble.

At this moment, the people who were hanging upside down in the air gritted their teeth and closed their eyes. After calming down, they did not want the old city lord to get into trouble for this.

The old city lord's scolding also made Zhongli Jing's face completely darken.

"I originally wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect that you would actually seek your own death..."

Hearing Zhongli Jing's indifferent words, the old city lord tossed his fox fur coat to the ground. His old body held up his pride in the dusk in the cold wind: "Hahaha, I have lived a long time, and I have long since passed away. I have ignored it. With such an empire and such a dynasty, even if I give up my identity as the city lord, so what!"

A sincere heart to protect the people, no fear of life and death, and unswerving determination.

Thousands of people hanging upside down on the city wall, as well as those who had not been arrested in the dark streets in the distance, were all in tears at this time.

In this world where the strong are respected, the people are helpless, and the old city lord is also powerless to resist.

Faced with the unkindness of the dynasty and the murderers in power, they had no choice but to let others slaughter them and shed tears.

"You stupid old guy, how dare you disobey the priest and seek death!"

When a guard next to Zhongli Jing received his master's look, he suddenly drew his sword and charged away at the old city lord.

Seeing this scene, the old city lord laughed loudly and closed his eyes in despair.

呲——

A wave of blood flew up.

The hot blood splashed onto the face of the old city lord, causing his old and desperate eyes to open in confusion.

"You, you are?"

At this time, a red figure stood in front of the old city lord.

The guard who rushed in before had already been killed by the sword of the woman in red.

"Chu Yehong!"

The other three guards who followed Zhongli Jing trembled on the spot, fear spontaneously arising in their hearts, and finally filled their eyes, forming an unstoppable look of fear.

"She is the best swordsman in the world, Chu Yehong?!"

The common people all opened their eyes wide, looking at the woman in red who was as cold as ice lotus, their eyes filled with joy.

Since the destruction of the Heroes Guild, there have been very few heroes in the minds of the people of the empire.

But Chu Yehong is one of them.

Especially in the past few months when Dongfang Ke'er ascended the throne, Chu Yehong wielded a sword and swept across the world, killing so many corrupt officials and saving so many poor people!

Her current image has long since become a hero in everyone's mind.

Facing Chu Yehong, the soldiers who had been watching indifferently suddenly became terrified and retreated tremblingly.

Their spears and spears are nothing more than straw in the eyes of the best swordsman in the world.

"Pah! Pah!"

Zhongli Jing patted his old hand and continued to sit on the bamboo chair with a smile on his face: "The best swordsman in the world, you finally appeared!"

"snort……"

The corner of Chu Yehong's mouth was slightly red, and Chu Yehong's cold eyes swung out, and the sword energy instantly penetrated the ropes on the wooden pillar.

At that time, as she raised her jade hand, the thousands of people who fell down were all lifted up by a breeze, and finally, under the astonished eyes of the soldiers, they were sent directly to the streets behind them.

"Take the old city lord and leave. Leave this dog officer to me!"

Chu Yehong gave a cold shout, her jade bones were cold and her face was proud of her beauty.

Hearing this, the common people knelt down and knelt down to worship, and immediately pulled the old city lord with tears on his face and ran away into the distance.

From the moment Chu Yehong rescued those people to letting them flee, Zhong Lijing did not stop them.

To him, the common people are nothing but grass. Whether they step on them or not depends on his mood.

As long as they can catch fish, they can be regarded as bait.

Staring coldly at Zhongli Jing with a faint smile on his face, Chu Yehong's pretty face was cold, and her body suddenly flashed and she was in front of Zhongli Jing in an instant.

As Chu Yehong's spiritual pressure from the Second Star Heavenly Dao Realm surged out, the long sword in his hand pierced directly with a strange light that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Bang!

The bamboo chair exploded instantly under Zhongli Jing's clapping, and his figure quickly avoided the incoming sword, and then thrust his palm forward.

! !

Unexpectedly, Zhongli Jing could move so quickly. Chu Yehong's pretty face changed, and she quickly touched the ground with her toes. As she retreated, she met him with a palm of her jade hand.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom……

The two men launched a series of furious blasts, causing the stone slabs on the ground along the way to gradually explode into smoke.

As Zhong Lijing's four-star heavenly realm's powerful spiritual pressure rose, his palm finally broke through Chu Yehong's defense and knocked her away fiercely.

Well!

Chu Yehong, who had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and was obviously injured, glared coldly at Zhong Lijing who was chasing after him. He suddenly held the sword in his backhand and slashed out an extremely sharp sword energy.

"What!"

The sudden attack of sword energy was so fast that it was beyond imagination.

Even though Zhongli Jing has lived for ten thousand years and is experienced, he still cannot avoid such a sharp sword energy at this moment.

"Great Chifu Demonic Palm!"

Zhongli Jing suddenly danced a strange handprint with one hand, and the whole earth suddenly trembled.

An extremely vast energy wave suddenly erupted from his body, and with the blast of a golden palm print, Chu Yehong's sword energy was directly shaken into nothingness.

Chu Yehong retreated violently, her beautiful eyes staring desperately at the golden palm prints coming towards her. She gritted her teeth and felt unwilling to give in. She finally put her arms in front of her body and closed her eyes in despair.

At this moment, Chu Yehong felt an arm directly blocking her slender waist, and then she was picked up inexplicably.

The sudden change made Chu Yehong's eyebrows wide open, but what caught her eyes was a warm and handsome face.

"Who are you! How dare you meddle in other people's business!"

Zhongli Jing raised his old face angrily and shouted angrily.

In the sky dotted with stars, a gentle and graceful man in white was holding the dull-eyed Chu Yehong, his deep eyes filled with cold anger.

"Chenyao Sword Sect, scholar!"

The moment the cold voice of the man in white came down, Zhongli Jing's eyes finally turned red!