The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Yu Wentian smiled weirdly, snarled, motioned the man to look at his chest.

The man lowered his head and stared at his chest blankly. There was a big hole in it, and blood spewed out like spring water.

In a daze, the man seemed to see his broken heart.

The man's eyes gradually lost color, and his burly body collapsed suddenly.

Everyone was so scared that they backed away again and again, and Yu Wentian laughed.

"Don't you want revenge? Come on, I'm here." Yu Wentian looked at everyone sarcastically, "A hero? A group of dogs who are afraid of death."

"Brothers, the copy guy is fighting this beast." Someone yelled and rushed towards Yuwentian.

For a while, everyone was in great vigor, with a sense of mission to eliminate harm for the people.

But the few people who rushed to the front stopped abruptly after only a few steps.

When the people behind didn't know what was going on, those who rushed to the front suddenly collapsed.

That's right, they collapsed, and their whole people became pieces of flesh and collapsed.

The smell of blood instantly enveloped the suspension bridge, the internal organs and meat were mixed together, and the various colors of white, red and yellow were mixed together, and they were spread on the suspension bridge, which was terrifying.

"vomit……"

Someone vomited out on the spot.

"Be careful, there is something." Someone yelled out looking in front of him.

After hearing the words, everyone cheered up, staring at the front, and finally discovered the abnormality.

I don't know when in front of me, it was covered with transparent silk threads.

These threads are extremely thin, and the sun's effects on the eyes, you don't have to look at them, you can't find them at all.

These silk threads connect the left and right sides of the suspension bridge, and when running at extreme speed, these threads have become the deadliest weapon.

Those who are cut into pieces of meat are probably the "masterpieces" of these silk threads.

Everyone waved the weapons in their hands and kept hacking forward.

But he shook his head and didn't encounter any obstacles.

Yu Wentian laughed as he watched, as happy as a kid watching a monkey on the street.

Yu Wentian stretched out his right index finger, and on the pale index finger was something like a cocoon.

Yu Wentian joked: "Don't worry, I have taken it back, come here!"

Everyone hesitated when you look at me and when I look at you.

Most of them are people who have been helped by Li Yuetong, otherwise it would not be possible to stage this show of chasing murderers from thousands of miles away.

But for someone who is already dead, is it worth it to find a demon who kills people without blinking, and he might die? Is it worth it?

This is a question that needs to be considered.

But there are always people in this world who will work hard for things that are invisible and untouchable, such as justice.

They don’t think about whether it’s worth it, they just think about what should be done.

Some people held their weapons tightly, staring at Yu Wentian fiercely, without saying a word.

Someone yelled, "I don't believe me. There is no justice in this world. Today I am going to die here. Use this bad life to ask where justice is."

These people brandished weapons and rushed towards Yuwentian.

Yu Wentian, who had been indifferent and even a little boring, suddenly became angry when he heard this.

"I hate people who are not afraid of death."

The cocoon-like thing on Yuwentian's index finger spun at extreme speed.

The transparent silk threads spread out like a goddess scattered flowers.

"Idiot." Yu Wentian sneered, "There are some methods that you can't understand by mud legs."

Like a poisonous snake, the silk thread wandered through the crowd.

These threads are so flexible that no one can touch them at all.

Occasionally, I could chop a bit, but found that these threads were unusually tough, and directly bounced his weapons back.

The most terrifying thing is the lethality of these silk threads, as long as they are touched, they will end up with death or injury.

In just a few breaths, this suspension bridge became a huge slaughterhouse.

The thirty or forty people who rushed over were almost annihilated, and in the end only a few men whose hands and feet were cut off were left.

Yuwentian was not in a hurry to solve these people, but asked with interest: "Look, I killed you all, how fair are you talking about?"

"Someone will take care of you, brute." Although he had no hands and feet, but his mouth was still working, some people yelled.

"Who?" Yu Wentian laughed and pointed to the vast sky, "you guys don't know too many things, we are not a person in the world."

Yu Wentian looked into the distance and said cheerfully: "I will leave here soon and become the **** in your eyes, is it ironic?"

"I'm pooh, you're farting your mother."

"Haha...Ignorance." Yu Wentian shrugged and killed the remaining few people.

"Do you think I'm farting?" After killing people, Yu Wentian asked those who didn't rush over.

This hell, like a slaughterhouse, has scared them stupid a long time ago, so how can they dare to take the conversation?

Someone finally couldn't stand it, turned around and fled.

With the first one, there will naturally be a second, a third... and then all.

"It's right to be afraid of death. Who in this world is not afraid of death?" Yu Wentian smiled and chased the escaped people, seemingly not planning to let them go.

Yuwentian appeared in front like a ghost, blocking everyone's path.

Looking at the panicked people, Yu Wentian smiled and said: "I cut this suspension bridge, how many of you can live to see God's will, how about it?"

Everyone looked desperate, I don't know how deep this gully is, and there is no way to survive if I fall down.

Just when everyone was about to be poisoned, a silver-white spear fell from the sky and plunged straight into Yu Wentian's face.

"Enough." An indifferent voice rang in everyone's ears.

Then a figure appeared in front of everyone, facing Yu Wentian.

The visitor looked like he was in his twenties, and he was born with a good skin that even girls would envy.

As soon as this young man appeared, the sense of terror and oppression brought by Yu Wentian suddenly disappeared, and a feeling like a spring breeze rushed into everyone's hearts.

Looking at the spear, everyone seemed to have guessed something.

Someone couldn't help but yelled, "The emperor's gun, Luoyang."

That's right, only the number one person on the Secret Mystery List can have such boldness.

The young man looked back at the crowd and nodded softly: "Don't worry, you guys, I will ask for justice for everyone."

Everyone almost didn't cry. This is simply a bodhisattva who saves suffering.

Looking at Luoyang, Yu Wentian sneered: "Can you bear it?"

Listening to Yu Wentian's tone, it seems that Luoyang has always been around.

Luoyang did not answer, and skipped the question.

Luoyang smiled faintly: "Yu Wentian, he fought with Li Lingyu three hundred years ago and was squeezed from the list of heavenly secrets."