Many passers-by were so frightened by the horrific scene that they vomited on the spot. Some of the timid ones even ran away shouting wildly, thinking that they would have nightmares for many nights in the future.
But it is human nature to watch the excitement and eat melons, especially this shocking scene, which is rare in a hundred years, and many onlookers soon gathered.
The Sanchanghui has been domineering in Changshan City for many years, and is inevitably resented by the people, and has many enemies.
When the enemy forces heard that the Three Standing Committees were in trouble, they gathered around him one after another. Some of the bolder ones even insulted and ridiculed Liu Wen.
When such a big thing happened, it was natural for someone to report it to the government. Soon, the Yamen sent someone over.
However, the next scene shocked the onlookers.
The Yamen police officers did not go to catch the murderer, nor did they go to rescue the trapped Sanchang people. Instead, they drove them away and told them not to look any further.
Now, people are even more curious about what happened.
Finally, someone remembered and shouted,
"Qing Yu is Qing Lao Mo, the same Qing Lao Mo who was rumored to have massacred eight thousand demon believers some time ago."
"Sure enough, I heard about it from the book yesterday. I heard that this old demon with a green face and fangs is like an evil ghost. He kills people every day. This time he came to the Three Permanent Meetings."
"Pull him down, how can there be such a person? Why didn't he kill you or me? Why did he deal with the Sanchanghui? The Sanchanghui must have provoked him somehow."
"Hey, Liu Wen! Why did you provoke the old demon Qing? Let me tell you, these heads seem to be your relatives. You are really being punished by the nine tribes."
"What kind of laws did you break to end up in this misfortune?"
"Stop crying, Liu Wen, I'm asking you something."
Suddenly, the crowd became quiet, and a figure in green clothes floated down from the sky.
Everyone was staring at the slowly descending figure. The man had a white face and no beard, a handsome face, and a tall and straight figure. However, the green robe on his body was covered with blood and exuded a strong smell of blood.
When the police officers saw the figure, they immediately knelt down on one knee, held their knives and shouted in unison,
"Greetings to Lord Annan!"
"An Nanhou, Qingyu, he is Qingyu!"
"I didn't expect Qingyu to be pretty good-looking, not as vicious as the rumors say."
"Look at the pile of human heads on the ground and repeat what you just said."
"Why did Liu Wen offend him and end up exterminating all nine clans?"
Han Yun opened the Qiankun bag, and dozens more heads flew out and landed at the door of the house.
Liu Wen looked at all this with an expressionless face. He was already numb. All nine of his tribes were gone.
All his relatives were dead, and he was the only one left alive.
He also knew that he wouldn't live long.
This time, Han Yun did not leave, but stood at the door of the house, looking at Liu Wen coldly, expressionless.
Liu Wen knows,
It's all here,
The killing is over.
"Green! Old! Devil!"
Liu Wen supported the formation and stood up, with his back hunched over. He seemed to have aged from over fifty to eighty overnight.
He stared at Han Yun, his eyes red, as if blood and tears would be left at any time,
"I just kidnapped your sister and never thought of killing her, but you... destroyed my nine tribes!
You butcher, you devil!
I just want to get a heaven-level martial arts skill from Han Yun. I never thought of provoking you. Do you care? !
If you do this, aren't you afraid of going to the eighteenth level of hell? ! ! "
As soon as Liu Wen said this, people outside immediately understood what was going on.
Sanchanghui kidnapped Qingyu's sister to blackmail Han Yun and wanted heaven-level martial arts, but Qingyu found out about it and Qingyu came to destroy his nine tribes.
But the question is, why is Qingyu's sister at Han Yun's place? Did you let Han Yun teach you?
That's right too
, after all, Han Yun is known as the best teacher in the world.
What a big melon!
Everyone became excited and refused to leave no matter how hard the government officials drove them away.
"hehe."
Han Yun smiled and finally said his first sentence,
"Eighteen levels of hell? When you get to the underworld, you can ask the King of Hell...
Are you afraid of me? ! "
Han Yun's words immediately caused a commotion among the surrounding people. They were so domineering.
This is the Green Old Demon, the Green Old Demon who is so fierce that even the King of Hell is afraid!
"Have you finished killing? Have you killed enough? Come on, kill me, kill me!"
Liu Wen roared and roared.
"not yet."
Han Yun raised his hands and pinched with one hand. The stream of light on the formation suddenly surged rapidly. In an instant, a bolt of thunder appeared from the formation and randomly hit a lucky Sanchanghui gang member.
"ah!!!"
A scream was heard, and the gang member died on the spot, his hair standing on end, and the surrounding dust was attracted to his body by electromagnetism, and he fell to the ground, his body stiff.
The surrounding gang members screamed and fled in horror.
The next second, a flame came down and burned on a lone member of the gang.
The painful roars and screams stimulated everyone's nerves, and they watched helplessly as the man was burned alive into charcoal.
Before this was over, a water column descended from the formation and turned into a water ball, enveloping a gang member and drowning them alive.
It was the first time for the onlookers to see this kind of killing scene. Some of the timid ones were so frightened that they ran away crying.
However, Han Yun's actions were not over yet.
A large pit suddenly appeared on the ground in the yard. All the gang members fell into it, but Liu Wen was still fine.
The gang members were crying and trying hard to climb up, but the ground at the bottom of the pit had turned into a swamp. The harder they struggled, the deeper they sank.
The wailing and crying in the yard resounded through the sky, even residents two miles away could faintly hear it. Everyone was frightened, but they couldn't help their curiosity and came to watch the excitement.
Then, I was frightened by the hell on earth.
Almost all the lower bodies of the gang members in the big pit sank into the ground. Suddenly, another pillar of fire shot down from the sky and fell into the big pit. It exploded with a bang. The entire big pit was ignited with raging fire, and was covered by the flames. The burning man struggled in pain, but to no avail.
After a minute, the flames disappeared, and with them the wails.
In the large pit, hundreds of people were turned into charcoal, with their mouths open and their arms raised, frozen like statues. ..
The swampland below was baked hard by the flames, and they turned into eternal sculptures, recording the pain of their lives.
The Sanchanghui, which had been dominant in Changshan City for many years and was once powerful, was reduced to ashes under Han Yun's fire.
Only the broken courtyard wall was left, and the nine characters on it were faintly visible.
In his own way, Qingyu told the world his cruelty, his coldness, and his ferocity.
