Chapter 134: Rivers of blood flow, and a vicious reputation arises! (1)

"The temple is doing business, all irrelevant people have moved aside." Under the complicated eyes of the people, a slightly panicked middle-aged man led a team of about 3,000 temple guards and trotted towards Zhang Huaming, following him.

A subordinate behind him scolded everyone to give way from time to time.

"I'm late for my humble duty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty. Ah! What...what's going on? Where is the Lord...the Divine...Sir?" The middle-aged man who came in a hurry has not yet arrived. He is far away.

He had already opened his mouth to shout away. When he got closer, he saw the terrible mess on the street. He couldn't help being startled. He looked at the gorgeous sedan again. It was empty. There was no angel there. I felt panicked.

They got together and asked everyone.

The divine envoy went out to patrol the South China Sea continent on behalf of the master of the temple. He had a long way to go, and there was no room for any mistakes. If something happened to the divine envoy on the territory under his jurisdiction, he would not be able to eat or take away. Ye Huisheng felt panic in his heart.

Looking around with only one eye, he finally found Li Mingchang in a corner of the street.

"Master Divine Envoy, you...why are you injured? Who is this bold guy who dares to provoke you? I immediately cut him into pieces." Seeing Li Mingchang who was seriously injured and dying, Ye Huisheng's heart that had just been relieved immediately rose to his throat again.

He went up, hurriedly helped Li Mingchang up, and asked in a panic.

"The envoy was just accidentally plotted by the thieves. How can there be so much nonsense." Li Mingchang, who was in despair and panic, saw the reinforcements arriving and knew that he was finally rescued. He couldn't help but be overjoyed and almost wanted to hug Ye Huisheng and cry.

On the scene, who would have expected that Ye Huisheng would not pick up any of the pots, but the scars that he had deliberately forgotten in his subconscious were revealed again. His smile suddenly sank, he held his head high and scolded sternly.

Li Mingchang was an arrogant person with a very good face, and he was also the divine envoy of the majestic temple. He absolutely could not let his subordinates know about the embarrassing thing that had just happened to him. He glanced at Zhang Huaming in the middle of the street with a vicious look, and his face was ruthless.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth and ordered Ye Huisheng: "Put aside other matters for the time being. I now order you to send someone to arrest him immediately."

"Yes, I obey my orders." Ye Huisheng glanced around at the temple disciples lying on the ground, then looked at the traces of blood hanging around Li Mingchang's mouth, and a look of suspicion flashed in his eyes. When his eyes followed Li Mingchang's direction,

When the pointing direction fell on Zhang Huaming, who attracted the most attention in the audience, his eyes became even more confused. Could it be that the Lord God Envoy and hundreds of guards were all injured in the hands of this thin dwarf?

Impossible. This dwarf is short in stature and has a thin body. At first glance, he looks like a weak piece of trash. He can smash him to pieces with just a fist. How could he hurt the Lord God Envoy? But if it wasn't him, then it was

Who could seriously injure a divine envoy with the strength of a sixth-level warrior, and torture hundreds of temple attendants with the strength of a fourth- and fifth-level warrior who would be worse than dead? I am afraid that this murderer has at least the strength of a seventh-level warrior.

Hey, a seventh-level warrior is a first-class master who is equivalent to the Taoist realm of the Warrior Continent. How can an old man like himself, who only has the strength of a sixth-level warrior, be able to resist? Thinking of this terrible fact, Ye Huisheng suddenly took a breath of air.

Of course, there is another possibility in this matter, that is, according to what Li Mingchang said, he was attacked and plotted by a shameless villain.

Well, it seems that this possibility is more reliable. Ye Huisheng thought to himself.

Even though Li Mingchang was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but blush when facing Ye Huisheng's suspicious and shocked gazes. He was a dignified divine envoy and the direct disciple of the master of the palace. He had hundreds of guards under his command, but he couldn't help but blush.

He ended up in such a miserable end, which even brought the face of his eighteenth generation ancestors to shame. Just thinking about it made him extremely angry. He wanted to peel off Zhang Huaming's skin, cramp his tendons, eat his flesh, and drink him.

of blood.

Humph, you dwarf dares to be so arrogant, I will let you die without a burial place right now. Li Mingchang stared at Zhang Huaming who was so scary that he was scared to death, his heart was filled with resentment.

"Master Divine Envoy..." Ye Huisheng hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously.

"Why are you still standing there, arresting people?" Seeing Ye Huisheng procrastinating, Li Mingchang burst into anger and cursed loudly.

"Yes, I obey my orders." Ye Huisheng originally wanted to confirm the identity of the murderer who seriously injured the divine envoy. After hearing Li Mingchang's reprimand, he immediately swallowed back the words on his lips, turned around, waved his hands towards a group of subordinates, and shouted, "

The guards obeyed the order and surrounded South Street to capture this villain and thief who dared to offend the Lord God Envoy."

Swish, swish, swish. After receiving the order, the three thousand guards immediately lined up in an orderly manner. Two teams blocked the two ends of the street. The remaining team, with three layers inside and three outside, trapped Zhang Huaming in an airtight encirclement.

"I don't care who you are. If you dare to offend the Lord God Envoy, you will definitely die. If you are wise, you should just surrender. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." Ye Huisheng said to Zhang Huaming with a serious expression.

Ye Huisheng couldn't see through this frail dwarf and couldn't figure out his strength, but as long as this guy was not at the peak of the seventh-level warrior general, he was sure to catch him. As the saying goes, an elephant can be killed by many ants.

Although the first-level general is powerful, he cannot stop the siege of thousands of third-level and fourth-level generals. He will be exhausted to death no matter what.

Zhang Huaming didn't speak, and silently looked at Ye Huisheng, who looked solemn. No one knew what he was thinking, but the occasional flash of strange color in his black eyes made Ye Huisheng feel a little uneasy.

"You stubborn guy." Seeing that Zhang Huaming had no intention of compromising, Ye Huisheng's face turned gloomy and he shouted loudly, "Kill! Whoever gets his head will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver."

As soon as the guards heard that there was a thousand taels of silver reward to be taken, they all immediately seemed to have taken stimulants. They changed their previous complaining expressions, roared in their mouths, and raised the sharp long knives in their hands to swipe at Zhang Huaming.

Rush away.

When they first heard that the person they and others wanted to arrest was a dwarf who was less than two meters tall and thin, the guards didn't think much of him. He was just a dwarf who was short and short. Any guard could follow him.

He was playing with it like a chicken, and it was ridiculous that his superiors and envoys acted like they were facing a powerful enemy. They actually wanted three thousand guards to surround and arrest him. Their bosses and envoys must be crazy.

"Die." Zhang Huaming looked at the surging flow of people, his eyes were dull, his lips wriggled, and he softly uttered two words from his mouth.

When the guards couldn't wait to rush forward and chop off Zhang Huaming's head, they suddenly froze and looked around blankly, because they discovered that the guy who had been standing still had disappeared without knowing it.

Where are the people? Where have they gone?

The bewildered guards looked at each other, looking at each other.

"Ah!" A blood-curdling howl suddenly sounded from behind. Everyone hurriedly followed the sound and saw a head flying up from the crowd extremely suddenly. The face on the head was twisted, and the eyes were wide open, full of fear.

The look on his face made it obvious that the miserable howl was made by the owner of this head before he died.

However, before the guards had time to recover, they were immediately dumbfounded, because except for the head that was thrown into the sky and the headless corpse that fell on the ground, no one saw the shadow of the murderer at all.

"Who killed him?" A guard asked the guard closest to the body in confusion.

"I...I don't know. He has been following me all this time, and suddenly he screamed. When I turned around to look at him, he...his head was already..." The guard who answered looked confused, then surprised.

He glanced around uncertainly, as if he had seen a ghost.

"I don't know what happened. Just a gust of wind suddenly blew over. Then he screamed and died. I don't even know how his head was cut off." He was following closely behind the owner of the corpse.

One of the guards explained uneasily, fearing that his head would also disappear without realizing it.

Hiss!

All the guards were startled by what the two said and gasped in unison. This thing is so fucking weird. Even the two people closest to the deceased don't know how the deceased died. That's okay. Then

Doesn't it mean that if someone else or you are beheaded, others won't know how you died?

The guards who were thinking of cutting off Zhang Huaming's head and making a fortune suddenly felt a cold feeling on their necks, and a chill came from their backs, as if someone would suddenly appear behind them at any time, and then separate their heads and necks with a knife.

Home.

As if to verify that everyone's imagination could become a reality, just as everyone was in doubt, the crowd suddenly let out another scream that would scare even a ghost to death, and then a head appeared as expected.

It flew into the air and then landed heavily on the ground.

Bang! With the sound of the head falling to the ground, everyone felt their hearts pounding. They were so scared that they broke into cold sweat and their eyelids jumped. Everyone saw deep horror and fear in each other's eyes.

A strange and terrifying aura gradually enveloped everyone's hearts, as if the footsteps of the God of Death were approaching them step by step.

"Don't be frightened by that villain's little tricks. No matter how powerful that person is, he is just one person. As long as every four of us have our backs to each other so that we can see clearly in all four directions, I don't believe he can still do it.

He can kill us." When everyone's fighting spirit was gradually replaced by fear, suddenly someone screamed. When everyone heard it, it made sense, so the fear was temporarily suppressed, and each group of four people formed a group.

Everyone's eyes were wide open as if they had seen millions of taels of silver, staring straight ahead.

Li Mingchang and Ye Huisheng stood outside the encirclement, their brows furrowed into a tight frown. They had seen what happened on the field. Although there was no change in expression on their faces, they both knew that the other party must have something in his heart.

Shocked and angry.

Zhang Huaming's speed was so fast that they couldn't understand it. It was obvious that Zhang Huaming was standing here, but the next moment he suddenly disappeared from the place, and then appeared from another corner in an instant, with a figure like

It's as mysterious as a ghost, as if it can burrow directly into the soil.

Li Mingchang and Ye Huisheng naturally did not believe that Zhang Huaming would burrow into the ground. The only explanation was that he was moving at a speed that they could not see through.

Li Mingchang thought of his battle with Zhang Huaming, and a sense of fear gradually rose in his heart. He had never understood why he was inexplicably defeated by Zhang Huaming before, but now he finally had a clear understanding. That dwarf was simply not a human being.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Just when everyone thought that everyone's plan was effective, four screams that almost overlapped suddenly sounded out. Four heads flew up into the air, and four bright red rainbows sprinkled down like fountains, like a layer of red ink.

It looks so weird and terrifying.

"Ahhhhh..." The guards could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, and they screamed and ran away in all directions. They no longer thought about a thousand taels of silver, nor did they think about using their heads to claim credit from their superiors.

The only thing they want to do at this moment is to escape, as far away as possible. As long as they can survive, they can abandon anything without hesitation.
Chapter completed!