Thunder Martial

The people from Zhan Wuzong came very punctually. They said they would come in seven days, and they would come in seven days.

Early in the morning, the steed neighed and the ground rumbled. Seven or eight disciples of Zhan Wuzong had already arrived here.

"Get out of here, all the villagers." Some people shouted angrily, while others bluntly said that Zhang Shui should get out.

These mortals are all ants in their eyes, so there is nothing to avoid, and they call Zhang Shui directly.

"Zhang Shui, get out."

When the villagers heard the news, they rushed over one after another, with panic in their eyes, and they were very afraid of these monks.

Zhang Shui also came with the help of old Zhang, walking behind the crowd.

"Fucking Zhang Shui, I call you, you are still so slow." Some disciples saw Zhang Shui coming slowly, jumped off the horse, strode forward, grabbed the other party, and slapped two big ones. Mouth.

The corner of Zhang Shui's mouth immediately saw blood.

"Are you a turtle speed, play turtle speed with me, court death!"

The crackling sound resounded again.

"I know you, let's call it Liu Liu. I remember when you committed a crime in the sect, I told you that I spared your life." Zhang Shui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the Zhan Wuzong disciple, and said flatly .

"Damn it, Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds, I still remember it so clearly, why, you still expect me to spare your life with that little thing?" The monk named Liu Liu had a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and turned his backhand again. Two mouths, crisp and loud.

"Zhang Shui, weren't you very arrogant before, you chased me with a long knife, and now you come to chop me too." At this moment, another white-clothed disciple stepped forward, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and slapped Zhang Shui hard on Zhang Shui's face. He took a few hard pumps.

This person came out alive from the Spiritual Medicine Garden, and belonged to Ling Yun. He held a grudge against those who chased them down. When Ling Yun was in retreat, they were all like grandsons. Now that Ling Yun came out, they were all rampant. stand up.

Start revenge on other living monks.

"Zhang Shui, you have today too!"

"Haha, you can't live by doing your own crimes. Seeing that you are usually arrogant, chasing us with a long knife, this is your fate."

Immediately afterwards, several monks who had an enmity with Zhang Shui stepped forward one after another, and there were a few big mouths in an instant.

When they came here, they didn't ask about Yuan Shi's affairs, they just stretched out their hands and slapped Zhang Shui violently. Its purpose was already obvious, it was to torture Zhang Shui, and the attack was very powerful. He didn't want to kill him immediately, but obviously wanted to torture him to death slowly.

"Don't hit my son." Lao Zhang leaned on a bamboo stick as a crutch, and tremblingly stepped forward, trying to pull a few people away.

"Where did the old thing come from, get out of here." A monk raised his foot and kicked it, and the old man fell to the ground in an instant, and the bamboo stick fell to the side.

"You dare to do anything to my father?" Zhang Shui burst into tears with a cold light in his eyes.

A loud shout frightened a few people, as if they remembered Zhang Shui's remaining prestige, they withdrew their hands instantly, but then, thinking that Zhang Shui was dead, they became furious, and their attacks became even more violent.

"Snapped!"

The applause was clear and loud, and Liu Liu scolded: "Ant-like things dare to yell in front of me."

"Damn it, what kind of dog dares to yell in front of us, it's courting death."

The seven or eight disciples all made moves, stepped forward in turn, twitched violently, opened their faces that had just been healed by the water,

It swelled up again.

Lao Zhang stepped forward and was kicked many times, even the villagers who came forward to persuade him were kicked over several times.

Zichen lived far away, and when he heard the voice, Zhang Shui was almost beaten to death when he came with the primordial stone.

The crowd threw him aside, and the leader looked at the villagers and said coldly: "We Zhan Wuzong has protected your village for a long time, and now we are here to collect protection fees to maintain the sect's expenses, a piece of low-grade primordial stone, are you ready? "

The villagers trembled in their hearts and looked at each other, their eyes dodging.

"How dare you fucking trick us, do you want to massacre the village!" Liu Liu from before had already stood up and glanced coldly at the villagers, full of murderous intent.

He only has the strength of the seventh level of true qi, and the coercion around him is not terrible, but it is not something these ordinary people can resist. The next moment, several people fell to the ground, and many children were so frightened that they cried loudly .

"Damn it, don't cry, shut up, whoever cries will kill." Liu Liu shouted, his eyes filled with murderous intent, it could be seen that the other party was not joking.

Ordinary people are ants in their eyes, killing an ant is like trampling an ant to death, there is no need to joke.

"My lord, the mine veins on the mountain stopped producing primordial stones decades ago, where can we get you a low-grade primordial stone."

"That's right, my lord, we can't get a piece of primeval stone at all, so please spare us."

Some villagers cried.

"Hmph, forgive you, whoever let us go, who can spare my dead brothers." The leader sneered, and said: "Very well, since you can't get the primordial stone, you have to use your life to do it." Come on, one primordial stone has ten lives."

"No, my lord!"

"Don't kill us."

The villagers were terrified and begged for mercy.

The leading man remained unmoved, and said: "Liu Liu, kill ten people first, and come to collect Yuanshi after seven days."

"Yes, Senior Brother." Liu Liu nodded, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and with a clang, the weapon was unsheathed, and the cold light shone. The murderous intent filled the audience, and more villagers fell to the ground, their eyes full of horror.

"Hey." Liu Liu grinned grinningly, and walked towards a villager, who backed away in fright.

"Enough, don't you want primeval stones, we've already got them all."

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, and a young man in black walked up to the villagers and blocked Liu Liu's sword.

It was Zi Chen who came, holding a small bag of broken Yuanshi in his hand, exactly one hundred yuan.

"Hei boy, who are you?" Liu Liu pointed the weapon at Zi Chen, his voice was cold.

"I'm an ordinary person, I brought you Yuanshi." Zi Chen said lightly, and handed the small bag in his hand to the front.

The terrified villagers breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zi Chen appear.

"Hmph!" Liu Liu snorted coldly, retracted his weapon, took the small bag, glanced at him, and his expression eased a lot.

"Brother, it really is a hundred yuan." Liu Liu handed the small bag to the leader.

The leading man glanced at Zi Chen first, and then at the small bag in his hand, his expression was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"My lord, the primordial stones have been collected, so the protection fee should be paid. Thank you for your protection during this period of time, my lord. The people of Daling Village are very grateful." Zichen cupped his hands and said gratefully.

In the previous scene, he had already seen that these people really deserved to die, but Zichen was unwilling to kill people in the village and cause trouble for the villagers.

"Thank you, my lord!"

Behind him, the other villagers also bowed their hands in gratitude when they saw this.

"Hmph, you're lucky." The man snorted coldly, glanced at Zi Chen again, his eyes gleamed coldly, and said: "This is just a week's protection fee, after seven days, we will come again, if there is no primordial stone, just take ten Fate is coming."

The man's words made all the villagers' complexions change. Now they really saw that the other party didn't just want the primordial stone, but really wanted to do the thing of extinction and kill everyone in the village.

"Don't worry, my lord, we will work hard to mine primordial stones, and make sure to get a low-grade primordial stone next time." Zi Chen nodded and said.

"For you guys are acquainted." The leading man's eyes were cold, he put away the primordial stone and was about to leave, but when he was leaving, each of them stepped forward and kicked Zhang Shui again.

"It's your fate, see you next time." Liu Liu even spat at Zhang Shui.

The sound of horseshoes sounded, and several Zhan Wuzong disciples left, billowing smoke and dust on the road.

"This group of people are really beasts. They are going to kill us all."

"It's really inhumane, Zhan Wuzong is such a big sect, how could there be such a disciple."

"God, this is going to destroy our Daling Village."

When Zhan Wuzong left, the villagers complained endlessly, and some even cried bitterly.

"Don't worry, everyone. I believe they still have a conscience. They won't come if they took our primordial stone this time." At this moment, Zi Chen stepped forward and said.

"Chenzi, you are so kind. Didn't you hear what they said just now? Come back in seven days."

"That's right, Chenzi, they're not good at dealing with it. That primeval stone is in vain. I think we'd better move it away."

A villager said, followed by other villagers echoing.

"Don't worry, everyone. Even if they come again after seven days, I can do something about it." Zi Chen smiled, signaling everyone to rest assured.

"They will come again in seven days. If there is no primordial stone, we will replace it with human life. Chenzi, we can't stay here anymore. They are blood-sucking evil spirits. I know you are good to us, but you can't use a piece of primordial stone to fill it up." Ah, they are all wolves, they can't get enough to feed."

"That's right, Chenzi, it's not feasible to keep giving them primordial stones."

The villagers are very kind and don't want Zichen to waste more primeval stones.

"Don't worry, everyone."

In the end, Zichen persuaded the villagers with all kinds of talk, and they all went back. Only Zhang Shui was still lying on the ground, and the villagers wanted to help him, but he refused.

"How about it, can you still persist?" All the villagers went back, and Zichen looked at Zhang Shui who was lying on the ground.

"Yes!" A cold light flashed in Zhang Shui's eyes, he stood up from the ground, and patted the dust off his body.

"Okay, come with me."

Zi Chen held Zhang Shui in his hand, and a little under his feet, thunder and lightning appeared, like a flash of lightning, flying towards the front, the speed was many times faster than that of a horseman.

 …

On the mountain road, disciples of Zhan Wuzong walked on horses.

"It's Zhang Shui's luck. He didn't humiliate him this time. Let's see if he has the same luck next time." Liu Liu sat on the horse and said coldly.

"Once the seven days are over, ten people will be slaughtered if they can't get the primordial stone. His village only has a hundred people in total. I'll see how long it can last." The leading man in black also said coldly.

"Who told this kid to go against Senior Brother Ling Yun? He followed Zi Chen to chase and kill us in the Spiritual Medicine Garden. He deserves to be humiliated today."

"The people in his village will die sooner or later, but Zhang Shui must be the last to kill, so that he can live in despair and pain."

Others also spoke one after another, and then laughed wildly, with endless coldness in their eyes, saying vicious thoughts.

Suddenly, the leading man in black shrank his pupils and reined in the reins, causing the horse to neigh.

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