The atmosphere became tense in vain.

The common people looked at all this in horror, and moved their bodies back one after another, for fear that they would suddenly start killing.

The little girl watched this scene in a daze.

At a young age, she only knew that her mother was killed by the group in front of her, and she would never have a mother again.

In her heart, these people in front of her are bad people.

At this moment, a voice full of anger sounded.

"Why, the dignified Qin Ying Yangwei still wants to attack a little girl?"

"Fuck, a bunch of sons of bitches, if you really have a temper, go to the frontier and beat the barbarians and the Huns."

"What's the point of attacking your own people?"

A middle-aged woman with a bloated figure and a fleshy face suddenly stood in front of the little girl, and cursed with her hands on her hips.

Chapter 32 Who gave you the guts?

Many Yingyang guards showed shame on their faces, and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

But there were also some people who were not only not guilty, but were furious and took a step forward.

"presumptuous!"

"Yo yo, you dare not admit that you can do such a shitty thing, do you?"

There was a sneer on the middle-aged woman's face, she did not hesitate at all.

The little girl who was blocked by him looked at the angry face of the soldier opposite, and timidly pulled the corner of her clothes.

"Auntie, I'm afraid!"

Her face softened, and she rubbed the little girl's furry head with some distress, and comforted her.

"Don't be afraid, auntie, no one will try to bully you here."

Done.

Her eyes fell on some Yingyang guards in front of her who looked angry and showed no sign of guilt.

Seeing their eagerness to move, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and there was a faint sense of powerful coercion pervading his body.

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

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, this is the Great Qin Emperor's Capital!!"

"Before you slaughtered civilians unscrupulously, many people were dissatisfied with you."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged woman, and she just finished speaking.

From different places on the street, the aura of monks with seven or eight magical powers rose up.

At the same time, hundreds of people of various shapes separated from the crowd and stood at the front, looking at the Yingyang guards with hatred in their eyes.

Misfortunes are in vain.

Ying Yangwei's originally strict formation was a little chaotic for a moment, and a trace of panic appeared on the faces of many people.

"What are you doing?"

"Want to rebel?"

A trembling and terrified voice resounded through the streets.

"rebel?"

A man in white clothes standing tall and tall on the attic sneered.

"How dare I wait for a commoner to rebel?"

"It's you Ying Yangwei..."

"Leaving the camp without the emperor's order, forcibly beheading the soldiers guarding the northern city gate and breaking into the imperial capital."

"Besides, they rode horses all the way to commit murder. I don't know how many innocent people were trampled to death. Not even a whole body was left behind."

"All kinds of behaviors are clear..." The man in white paused at this point, his eyes flashed a shocking coldness: "It is you Ying Yangwei who are going to rebel, right?"

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

An angry voice exploded out of thin air, shaking the attic windows to rattle.

Zhao Peng descended from the sky with the mighty aura of a strong Yuanshen, and stood in the sky above the street out of thin air.

Looking at the cowardly Ying Yangwei soldiers below him, and looking at the resentful people around him, his lungs were about to explode.

He endured being blocked by Zhou Xiao in the middle street.

Because Zhou Xiao is the general of Xiaoqi, he is not weaker than him in terms of strength and power, so the outcome of a fight is unpredictable.

But what are these common people?

What qualifications do you have to point and make irresponsible remarks on him?

The undisguised murderous intent in Zhao Peng's dark eyes swept over everyone one by one.

"Rural villagers are also worthy of discussing government affairs?"

As he said that, his eyes fell on the Yingyang guards below him, and his anger became even worse.

"And you!"

"Could it be that the armor, the sword and the spear in his hand are fake? It's ridiculous to be threatened by some untouchables."

Feel his murderous gaze.

The faces of many melon-eating people on both sides of the street changed, and they took two steps back timidly.

The middle-aged woman's complexion became serious, and she calmly pushed the little girl behind her into the crowd.

At the same time, a middle-aged man wearing a square scarf and coarse scribe clothes grabbed the little girl, and took a last look at the back of the middle-aged woman with a swollen face.

Pulling the little girl, he disappeared into the crowd.

In the attic, the man in white turned gloomy and clenched his fists.

"So, you can trample on the people at will, disregarding their lives?"

The anger in Zhao Peng's heart has not disappeared, how tenacious is the heart of a strong soul?

How can a mere language impress him?

Furthermore, in this world, some strong monks think that they distinguish themselves from ordinary people.

He is so.

Not only is he in a high position, but he is also a strong soul.

The lifespan of the strong Yuanshen is eight hundred, which is completely out of the category of ordinary people.

His noble background, long life and powerful strength made him think that he was born noble, and the lives of thousands of people in the area were just dispensable.

Therefore, the man in white just finished speaking.

Zhao Peng's decisive and direct voice sounded.

"Ying Yangwei listens to the order!"

The middle-aged woman and the white-clothed man and other supernatural monks stared wide-eyed, and their aura suddenly rose to the sky, and they all shouted loudly.

"Zhao Peng, how dare you!!"

Feeling the oppressive feeling from all directions, Zhao Peng sneered without any fear on his face.

"Don't you dare?"

"What am I afraid of?"

"Ying Yangwei listens to the order, the party in front of the target is chaotic, kill without mercy!"

"Sweet, slack!"

The sound of armor colliding sounded, and many Yingyangwei soldiers raised their spears and shouted in unison.

"kill!"

The spear is like a forest!

Some people had fanatical excitement on their faces, bloodthirsty gleams flashed in their eyes, and they wanted to move forward with their horses.

The white-clothed man and the others looked pale, and even their bodies trembled slightly.

They never expected that Zhao Peng would actually dare to order the massacre of common people.

I can't imagine what it would be like if Ying Yangwei really went on a killing spree.

Thinking of this, their eyes fell on the people on both sides of the street.

Seeing panic on someone's face, they turned around and ran away.

But some people are going upstream, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, with red eyes and ready to fight to the death.

Step, step!

There was a slight sound of hoofbeats.

Seeing that Ying Yangwei soldiers were about to charge into the crowd, the man in white and the others also clenched their weapons and prepared to fight to the death.

"Stop!~"

A thick and majestic voice sounded.

At the same time, a figure descended from the sky with a billowing air wave.

In an instant!

boom! ~

There was a thunderous sound, and billowing air waves swept out, splashing dust all over the sky.

A burly figure with a bit of domineering loomed in the smoke and dust.

On the street, no matter if they were civilians or soldiers of the Yingyang Guard, they were all thrown to the ground without the slightest resistance in the face of the sweeping air waves.

Suddenly, the original tense atmosphere disappeared.

boom!

Zhao Peng waved his hand to disperse the air waves approaching him, and looked solemnly at the figure in the smoke.

step-step-

Shredded footsteps sounded.

The man in white and the others looked at the figure with serious expressions.

The burly figure in the dust slightly raised his hand, and an invisible force suppressed it.

The smoke and dust in the sky was swept away vigorously by the invisible, and a burly figure appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Peng's face changed, and he was shocked and angry when he saw the sudden appearance of a figure.

"Backer King!!"

"You are?"

The man in white and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the backer king, and stepped forward respectfully.

"Caomin wait to see the prince."

"No need to be polite!"

The backer king waved his hand, and his eyes fell on Zhao Peng, with a look of anger on his face.

"I heard that you are quite arrogant!"

"Dare to lead troops to attack the imperial capital and trample on the people of the imperial capital, who gave you the courage?"

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Chapter 33 What is Immortal?

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