Chapter 234 Massacre

Boom boom boom!
The old madman's punches were like meteors, bombarding the khaki defensive shield madly.

With his right arm broken and his weapon lost, there was no way he could break through the defense in a short time.

Bixi lived for hundreds of thousands of years.

Old people become cunning, and old horses become slippery.

He is certainly not a fool.

Since we can't break through Chang Ping's defense head-on, let's try another method.

An evil smile appeared on Hong Huang's lips.

Suddenly, he turned and left.

He gave up attacking Chang Ping and flew towards the ground.

"Don't run, old bastard. Get ready for death!" Chang Ping shouted, holding the broken pages between his right sword fingers, and the broken pages of Gen and Lei in his arms, he chased after him quickly.

The energy of the Thunder Fragments has been exhausted, and I don’t know when it can be replenished.

He couldn't use the speed of the Thunder Fragments to catch up with the old madman, and could only watch him run farther and farther away.

Boom!
Hong Huang landed on the busiest street in the City of Glory, raised her hand and grabbed a child, pinched the child's neck, lifted him up, and rushed towards Chang Ping.

"You little bastard! Hand over all the secret treasures of Emperor Kongming to me right now, or I will strangle him to death!" Bixi looked up at Chang Ping and threatened.

After so many years of observation in the Black Prison World, he found that most humans are kind-hearted and soft-hearted. Chang Ping would definitely not sit idly by when he saw his own kind suffering.

"Mom, save me! Save my mom!" The little boy's face turned purple, he kicked his legs, struggled, and begged in a sad voice.

"You old beggar, you're crazy, why are you catching my son? Let him go!" The woman who was buying buns heard the child's cry for help, and immediately ran over and beat the old lunatic.

"roll!"

Hong Huang cursed impatiently and kicked the woman in the stomach.

With a loud bang, the woman's intestines were ruptured by the kick.

Blood splattered, dyeing the old madman's white hair blood red.

"Fuck!"

"Killing!"

"Sarilang!!"

The people on the street suddenly became riotous.

"You old turtle bastard, come at me if you can, don't embarrass the people in the city." Chang Ping was not fast enough, and when he arrived late, the tragedy had already occurred. "Release the child!"

"If you want me to let him go, you just need to remove the protective shield and hand over all the relics of Emperor Kongming to me. After I confirm the authenticity, I promise to release the hostage." Hong Huang showed her pale teeth and smiled very creepily.

As expected, he guessed correctly. Chang Ping would not sit idly by and watch the people of the City of Glory die.

Chang Ping crossed his arms and said coldly, "Old turtle! If you dare to hurt this child, I will pull out your tendons, peel off your skin, break your bones, and cut off your flesh to make dumplings!"

"Negotiation failed!"

Hong Huang smiled cruelly.

Whoosh!
The white-haired head suddenly grew larger and transformed into the appearance of a giant dragon.

It opened its bloody mouth and bit off the child's head with a snap.

"You are looking for death!" Chang Ping's eyes were bloodshot and he was furious. He immediately threw out the torn page of gold and slashed at the ferocious dragon head of Bixi.

Bixi is a monster that is a cross between a dragon and a turtle. Except for the turtle shell, other parts of the monster are very similar to a dragon.

Especially the head, which is exactly the same as the dragon head.

"puff!"

The old madman suddenly spat out the child's white skull and threw it towards Chang Ping.

He easily dodged the slash of the broken page, and without further ado, he turned around and ran away.

In less than a moment, he captured another young girl.

Looking at the child's skull that was shattered by the mountain's armor shield, Chang Ping's eyes were bloodshot and murderous intent was revealed in them.

He had never wanted to kill someone as much as he did now.

"Die!" Chang Ping no longer cared about whether he was a hostage or not. He controlled the remaining pages of gold and slashed towards Hong Huang.

At this time, the old madman's head had turned back into a human head, but it was still as messy as winter weeds.

Seeing that the hostages could not threaten Chang Ping into submission, Bixi threw the hostages directly towards the broken pages of gold.

Click!

The young girl was instantly broken into two pieces, her intestines and internal organs scattered all over the ground, and she was gone. "Old beast, I swear to kill you!" Chang Ping was furious and summoned the Sky Meteorite Divine Thunder Sword from his soul sea.

Perhaps sensing its master's anger, the sword flashed with lightning and let out a terrifying dragon roar.

"You killed him, what does it have to do with me?" Hong Huang bent down and snatched the swirling golden fragments. She looked at Chang Ping sinisterly, baring her white, bloody teeth and said with a smile: "Hand over the things quickly, otherwise, I will slaughter all the people in the City of Glory."

call out!
Just as Chang Ping was about to speak, the fragments of thunder suddenly flew out of his arms and stuck to the back of the Meteorite Divine Thunder Sword.

Zizizi!
Just like a mobile phone connected to a charger, the remaining pages were madly absorbing the power of lightning from the Meteorite Divine Thunder Sword.

Looking at the fragments of lightning with arcs flying everywhere, Hong Huang felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

"Among the Thirty-Six Strategies, running away is the best one!" The old madman turned around and ran.

He waved his left arm, his five claws as sharp as knives, killing people along the street.

Everything he saw died tragically.

Not a single ant was spared.

"Don't run, old dog. Prepare to die!" Bixi was running in front and Changping was chasing behind.

The Meteorite Divine Thunder Sword could not be used for the time being, so he could only control the Golden Fragments for long-range sniping.

However, there was a huge gap between their realms, and Chang Ping was left behind in a short while.

They could only watch helplessly as the people of the City of Glory were slaughtered wantonly.

shhhhhh!
Suddenly, streaks of blood shot up into the sky.

Chang Ping looked up and found that the blood beads that were knocked away by the old beast had returned at some point and began to frantically absorb the blood of the dead people.

"You old turtle, stop for your grandpa!" Chang Ping ignored the blood beads and ran after him.

Chasing from West City all the way to East City.

After this trip, Changping estimated that tens of thousands of people had died.

The two of them were so fast, one white and one purple, like two flashes of lightning.

Many people were killed by the old madman's claw blade before they could understand what was happening.

Suddenly, Chang Ping saw familiar buildings.

Chang Mansion!

As I ran, I actually ran to his house.

"who?!"

"This is the Chang family's private medicinal field. Leave quickly!"

Old Man Yun held up the golden shotgun and aimed at the crazy old man who was trampling the herbs.

An evil and cruel smile appeared on Hong Huang's face.

boom!
Seeing that the old man did not listen to the advice and continued to step on the flower pot, Old Man Yun did not waste any words and directly pulled the trigger, shooting the old man's leg.

……

"Old Man Yun--" When Chang Ping arrived, Old Man Yun had already turned into a corpse.

He was lying in the middle of the herb garden, his face spread out, his head missing and a huge deep hole above his neck.

It looked like Ah Xing was beaten to death by the Fire Cloud Evil God.

"Old lunatic, I'll screw your ancestors!" Chang Ping looked up at the old pig-dog that flew over the Chang Mansion. Due to his rage, the knuckles of his hands holding the Meteorite Divine Thunder Sword turned white.

"Dragon-Turtle-Prison-"

Hong Huang was floating in the center of Chang's mansion, making hand gestures with one hand and chanting incantations in a deep voice.

Rumble!
A giant dragon turtle several thousand meters long fell from the sky.

moment,

The houses in Chang Mansion were reduced to ruins and the bricks and tiles were crushed into powder.

La la la!

Suddenly, the fragments of thunder left the Meteorite Thunder Sword and flew in front of Chang Ping.

With a whoosh, it penetrated into Chang Ping's eyebrows.

Zizi!

Two terrifying lightning pillars shot out from Chang Ping's angry eyes.

"You old beast, prepare to die!"

(End of this chapter)