C28 Regression
C28 Regression
Below them were the ministers led by Di Zhimao, as well as some civilians. When they heard these words, they immediately became so angry that their hairs stood on end, and they began to refute their superiors.
"Old thing!" How reckless! Capture all of them! "
When the golden-armored general on the wall heard this, a cold smile appeared on his face. This time, Chu Huaiyuan was dead, and they had no good days left either. They were already prepared to fight to the death.
The palace doors opened wide, and a group of imperial guards rushed out, spears in hand, surrounding the ministers and commoners.
"What are all of you doing!?" Aren't you afraid of the white-robed Immortals beheading you?! " Prime Minister Di Zhimao angrily scolded.
"Old thing!" "You still dare to talk too much!" That golden-armored general took the lead. An iron whip struck Di Zhimao's face, leaving a deep bloody wound.
"They actually dare to hit Lord Di, fight it out with them …"
"Fight!" Let's attack together. When the white-robed Immortal returns, they'll be finished! "
The rest of the ministers and citizens rushed up to the group of guards, their faces filled with anger.
"Capture all of them!" Use them as hostages! Even if the white-robed Immortal comes back, he won't be able to do anything to me! " The golden-armored general ground his teeth in anger upon hearing this. If it hadn't been for him … how could they have ended up in such a miserable state?
"Bang!" "Bang, bang, bang!"
These ministers and civilians were not a match for the sharp armored guards. After a short while, they were all knocked down, and some of them were even beaten to death.
"You actually dare to kill the citizens. You are simply animals! The white-robed Immortal won't let you off! Looking at the miserable scene on the ground, Di Zhi Mao's heart was filled with grief. Ignoring the wounds on his face, he forced himself to scold angrily.
"Old thing!" You keep saying that he is a white-robed Immortal! Where is he now? Why didn't he come to save you? Besides, even if he comes, so what? I have a hostage! "
When the golden-armored general heard this, he became a bit impatient. With a sneer on his face, he viciously lashed out at Di Zhi Mao.
"Is that so? "Then see what I can do!" Suddenly there was a low, angry voice behind his ear, and a cold wind blew from behind his neck.
"What!?"
The golden-armored general immediately turned around in fear and saw a flying sword shining with green light fly past him. Then, his eyes went dark and he didn't know what was going on.
Chen Fan retrieved his flying sword. Ignoring the headless corpse of the commander, he looked down at the tens of thousands of imperial guards who were holding the civilians hostage. His entire body was filled with rage, and his killing intent soared to the heavens.
"I'll give you three some time to count. Release the hostages in your hands, or I'll kill you all!" Chen Fan's face was ashen as he gnashed his teeth.
"It's the white-robed Immortal!" The white-robed Immortal has come to save us! "
"Really! It was the white-robed Immortal!
"The white-robed Immortal is here. These people are finished …"
When the tied up citizens saw Chen Fan, they immediately cheered and forgot about their own situation.
"Shut up!" "Don't argue!"
"What can the white-robed Immortal do!?" If you have the ability, then come! "
"We won't let him go! What can you do to us! "
"Humph!" Prepare our horses and get us out of the city, or else all these people will die! "
The remaining imperial guards looked at Chen Fan, their faces pale with fear. However, with the hostages in their hands, their courage grew as they clamored, not one of them was willing to let go.
"Elder Zhou, please make your move. Do not harm those civilians!" Chen Fan clasped his hands towards the sky.
Although he was filled with anger, he couldn't ignore the lives of the people. He couldn't kill all of them in one fell swoop with his flying sword.
A few days ago, he saw Zhou Desheng controlling the Fire God Skill with one hand, as if he had a mind of his own, and was only able to burn down the enemy.
"Little friend Chen, it's not that I'm not helping you, it's just that the Sect has rules!" "Cultivators are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the mortal world. The last time I burned a city, I was punished with a salary of several years."
Zhou Desheng floated in the sky, so no one could see him. When they heard Chen Fan's shout, he slowly descended from the sky on a fire gourd, his face filled with bitterness.
"Then what should we do?" When Chen Fan heard this, he was instantly vexed. He had been in the midst of emergency treatment for the commoners, and was now burning with anxiety.
"The white-robed Immortal, you don't have to worry about us!" We are not afraid of death, just kill these traitors! " Di Zhi Mao listened to these conversations, suddenly saying sternly.
"Old man, shut up!" The Janissaries behind him slapped him in the face.
"Yes!" "We are not afraid of death!"
"The white-robed Immortal killed these bastards. Don't worry about us …"
The rest of the citizens and ministers began to shout as well.
"Do you all want to die!?" The soldiers behind him started to punch and kick them. Some of them, including the women and children, had their bones broken and tendons broken as they spat out blood.
"You're courting death!" When Chen Fan saw this, fire almost shot out of his eyes. He clenched his fists tightly, and his aura began to roil as the powerful Cultivation base of the Qi Drawing Realm exploded out.
"Haha!" The white-robed Immortal was nothing more than that!
"Prepare a horse for us!" Otherwise, all of these people will die! "
When the surrounding imperial guards saw that the white-robed Immortal was avoiding shooting at them, they immediately grew even more daring. All of them began to laugh unrestrainedly.
"Little friend Chen!" "Although I cannot make a move, I can lend you this bottle gourd and give you a chant. It would not be a violation of the rules if you made a move."
Zhou Desheng looked down at the imperial guards as if they were a bunch of ants, and seeing that Chen Fan was enraged, he quickly spoke out.
"Good!" Please pass on my incantation to Elder Zhou! " Chen Fan was so anxious that he couldn't care less.
Zhou Desheng wiped off the divine sense from the fire gourd and then recited the incantation. The time added together added up didn't take more than an instant.
Chen Fan took the Flame Gourd. Without hesitation, he performed an incantation gesture, causing the entire gourd to shine with auspicious colors. Multicolored light shone, and countless sparks flew into the air.
"What are you doing? You don't care about the lives of these people! " Seeing that Chen Fan was about to make his move, the imperial guards threatened him with terror.
"Haha!" The white-robed Immortal has done well. This sort of scum shouldn't be living in this world! " Di Zhi Mao looked at the burning gourd in the sky and laughed without fear.
The remaining citizens and ministers looked at the fire gourd in the sky with determination without any fear. Even if the fire were to burn them to death, they would have no regrets if they were able to get rid of this group of scum.
"Chu Huaiyuan's remnants are all a bunch of animals! To live is a waste of air! " Chen Fan said coldly. His Qi Drawing Realm cultivation base was at its peak, and his spiritual energy caused the world to surge into the Fire Gourd.
The fire gourd immediately glowed with red light, becoming as hot and bright as a sun.
"Bam!"
With a light sound, the mouth of the gourd was like fireworks. Countless sparks of light flew out, turning into countless light particles. Before the imperial guards could even react, they had already attached themselves to their bodies.
"Aooo!"
"Help …"
The imperial guards didn't even have time to react before they turned into fireballs and burned to death.
The strange thing was, although this Mars was extremely powerful, it was only aimed at the imperial guards. Ordinary hostages weren't harmed in the slightest.