[Chapter 508: Killed]

The people of Muzhai knelt on the ground and pleaded sincerely.

Comparatively speaking, I have seen some prisoners in the market, all of them are pale, looking at Feng Ziyue standing in the air fearfully and respectfully.

Soaring off the ground, innate appearance.

They still understand this truth.

The leader of the prisoners, although he is a martial artist, but in front of the innate master, he is like an ant, how dare he disobey.

The most important thing is that Feng Ziyue's dress is not a person in the Holy Land at all - a congenital master in the wilderness, what a terrifying existence!

"Your Excellency!"

The leader of the prisoners frowned, did not dare to put up any more shelves, turned over and dismounted, and fell to the ground.

"I don't know if the adults are here, I have lost my welcome, please forgive me!"

When those villagers saw that the leaders of the prisoners were like this, they were even more in an uproar, and they had more confidence in Feng Ziyue, and their voices of pleading were even louder.

The red hair also knelt on the ground, but he quietly raised his head and looked at Feng Ziyue's body.

This man looks very young.

His brows frowned slightly, he carried a huge burden behind his back, dressed in white, fluttering in the wind, which can be said to be personable and extraordinary, even if he glanced at it, he could make people feel convinced.

His feet were empty, standing proudly in the air, and he had no support.

What a fairy!

Since ancient times, Muzhai has been oppressed by the holy land and has become a place for logging and transportation, and all kinds of past transmissions have disappeared without a trace, but in the myths passed down by word of mouth, there are indeed immortals.

They can do anything.

They save people and save people from misery.

Could it be that at this moment of despair, the gods set out to save them?

Redhead fell to his knees reverently, begging for salvation with all his heart.

Feng Ziyue glanced at the wooden rafts that were piled up like a mountain and were now quietly stuck on the riverbank, and then looked at these ordinary bitter men who had not cultivated martial arts.

There was blood flowing on the ground, there were villagers and prisoners, but most of the corpses were still ordinary villagers, after all, although they were strong, they did not practice martial arts, and they could only have a few lives by sneak attack, and in the end, the blow of the leader of the prisoner killed many villagers who insisted on resisting.

This is a fierce resistance, but unfortunately, those villagers are completely ignorant of martial arts and are physically strong, but in the face of the leader of the prisoners, this martial honor, there is only one way to die.

"What's going on?"

Feng Ziyue asked lightly.

"Lord Qiqi, we are people in the Holy Land, these Diao people are transporting wood for the Holy Land and building the giant tower that reaches the sky, but they are lazy halfway, and they dare to attack our prisoners, injuring countless people, fortunately, the small ones have a little bit of effort to restrain them, and they are planning to only punish the evil and let go of the coercion, I don't want you to pass through here, my lord......"

"Lie!"

Chifa roared angrily, "You don't treat our villagers as human beings at all, and you are willing to kill at every turn, who of us is willing to transport wood to you, and it is not forced by the situation! As long as you are a little slower, you are just shouting and shouting and killing, we villagers are also people, where can we live!"

"Don't believe him!"

He prostrate on the ground and walked on his knees in front of Feng Ziyue.

The red hair also strengthened his courage, otherwise under the coercion of Feng Ziyue's unintentional emanation, how could he dare to speak? But he turned his heart sideways, and he also let it go, and opened his mouth desperately.

Since he said a word, the feelings of grief and indignation are even more like a surging tide, which cannot be contained, and he poured out in one breath, and he will be wronged and painful since ancient times, all of which are and discernment!

"Nonsense!"

The leader of the prisoner was covered in sweat, and he shouted angrily, "What is your identity, how dare you speak in front of adults, and don't get out!"

Feng Ziyue waved his hand, his gaze swept coldly, and the leader of the prisoners only felt extremely cold and did not dare to move.

"Let him speak!"

Feng Ziyue explained, where did the prisoner dare to speak, gathered in a pile from afar, and his eyebrows flashed with anger.

With the approval of the gods, the red hair was naturally more courageous, and although he stammered, he finally told his father's hatred and the pain of the villagers.

The people who followed him originally didn't dare to speak, but now they heard him say it smoothly, and the gods had no intention of stopping it, and they were also bold and added one after another.

The more Feng Ziyue listened, the more angry he became.

It turns out that the people in this wooden village originally lived thousands of miles away, in a primeval jungle, quiet and peaceful, and there was no dispute with the world.

But I don't know when the people in the holy land suddenly invaded, their strength was so strong and terrifying that they forced the people of the wooden village to cut down trees for them and transport them to the distant holy land to build the giant tower of Tongtian.

The villagers were naturally unwilling, but under the high pressure of the prisoners of the Holy Land, they all dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and for a long time, they did not know how much suffering they had suffered.

Among them, there are naturally many who rebel and resist, and I don't know how many lives have died.

The people in this wooden village can be said to have a deep hatred with the holy land!

"Holy Land, Heavenly Tower?"

Feng Ziyue frowned, these two strange names made his heart instinctively flood - if this huge desert has a center, it should be this so-called holy land.

And the Hidden Dragon Inheritance must also be related to it.

His only hesitant expression fell into the eyes of the leader of the prisoners, but it made him feel reassured.

No matter how powerful he is, he is just one person after all, how can he compare with the masters of the Holy Land?

You must know that the Tongtian Giant Tower, although it has not yet been built, cannot extradite the lower realm of the gods, but above the current height, the adults sitting in the town have far exceeded the innate realm!

How much of a storm can this congenital teenager set off?

"Yes, my lord, we are from the Holy Land, and you didn't hear the little one just now, did you?"

There was a bit of arrogance in the voice of the leader of the prisoners.

"Although my lord's martial arts are profound, compared with the Holy Land, it is still far inferior, and the innate martial artist is only a guardian in the Holy Land, a real master, but above the innate one!"

The leader of the prisoners, spitting everywhere, gradually became arrogant again.

Although he didn't know what realm was above the innate at all, he bluffed people as if he was the master above the innate level.

Feng Ziyue snorted coldly.

In the Holy Land, there are also Void Breaker masters, which is not unexpected.

The Hidden Dragon Inheritance will definitely not be so easy to take, and it is normal for an opponent with sufficient strength to do so, he smiled indifferently and didn't care.

When he first entered the Hidden Dragon Cave, all he wanted was the Soul Dzi, so the five elders did not tell him the secrets of the Hidden Dragon Inheritance Land.

And by the time Master Jingwu was dying, when he was asked to take the inheritance of the hidden dragon, the time was too urgent, and before he could explain it in detail, he had already died.

Therefore, Feng Ziyue knew almost nothing about this place of the Hidden Dragon Inheritance.

Now it seems that it must be related to the Holy Land, so in this case, you can go to the Holy Land to find out what is going on.

As for here......

He smiled coldly, he had made up his mind.

"The adults are young, they already have innate cultivation, they must be the talents welcomed by our holy land, as long as they follow the little ones and go to the holy land, they will definitely get the opportunity to enter the Tongtian Giant Tower to cultivate, and when the time comes, they may be able to break through the innate ......."

The leader of the prisoners, still chattering, threw out a bunch of bait, as if he wanted to recruit Feng Ziyue.

“...... If the adults want to oppose us, protect these people......"

He seemed to see that Feng Ziyue had plans to stand up for these villagers, and smiled coldly, and there was even a threat in his tone.

"That offends the Holy Land, no matter how high your martial arts are, I'm afraid that there will be no place to die!"

On the desert, only the holy land is respected, and the leader of the prisoners is also arrogant, and now when he meets a master, he doesn't know how to restrain himself.

"Your Excellency, you have to think twice!"

A sinister smile appeared on his face again, and he slowly straightened up.

He thought that his previous words had moved Feng Ziyue, and his face regained that arrogant aura.

Those Diao people may not know the power of the Holy Land, and they dare to resist, but this kid has already stepped into the innate nature, it is impossible not to know the strength of the Holy Land, he-he will never dare to touch a single hair of his hair!

Burst!

Before his words fell, his head had flown and blood was rushing to the sky!

With such an ant-like person, Feng Ziyue has no interest in talking nonsense at all.

Murder is like hemp, the crimes are too numerous to mention, even he has already admitted it, why should Feng Ziyue keep his hands again?

No one present could see this sword light clearly, but they were all stunned and couldn't believe it.

After a long time, the villagers let out an earth-shaking cheer and burst into tears!

The leader of the prisoners, in their opinion, was already a powerful figure, and as soon as he made a move, he beat them to the ground.

And now the fairy master, he didn't even raise his fingers, and he wanted his life!

Sure enough, it's a god who came to save people!

They roared hoarsely, banged their heads, and overflowed with joy.

And those prisoners were stunned in the local area one by one, and no one dared to escape, and they were terrified!

Feng Ziyue nodded, this leader must be killed, and it can be regarded as an explanation to these villagers. As for the other prisoners, it doesn't hurt to kill them, but it is possible to leave a person to lead the way.

He snorted coldly, "Who can tell the situation of the Holy Land clearly, step forward, I will leave his life!"

Most of the prisoners had not yet reacted, and a few smart people suddenly seized this line of vitality and hurriedly stepped out.

"The little one knows, the little one knows, and the big one begs the adult to spare his life!"

The fastest runner was a man with roe deer's eyes, and although he was wearing cloth armor, his appearance was obscene, and he looked a little shabby compared to his colleagues, with a pair of small eyes that were spinning around, and his face was full of flattery.

Feng Ziyue nodded, and the sword light swung over, rolling him over, while the rest of the prisoners were all hit by his sword light and couldn't move.

"The rest, I'll leave it to you!"

Feng Ziyue pointed at the red hair and asked him to dispose of the remaining prisoners.