Burning with rage

Chapter 279 The Kitchen Knife Held High
The heart-piercing pain tossed through the internal organs.

Enduring the indescribable pain, Chen Hui took a deep breath and stood up inch by inch.

Then, he endured great pain alone, moved his body, and blocked the group of people behind him!

Grains of soil gathered into pieces, mixed with blood, stuck to Chen Hui's nose, face, and forehead. The whole face was divided into pieces by the mud, and the bright red flowing from the gaps was exactly Chen Hui's own blood.

His clothes had long been dyed red into a bright color, and there was a strong smell of blood.The cold sunlight shone on his body, leaving behind a staggering but stubborn shadow.

One scar after another spread all over his arms, legs, chest, and back, and the bones were deep!
The blood was still running down his arms, along his legs, dripping and splashing on the dirt floor under him.

The cold wind blew past, Chen Hui's clothes trembled, his thin body was on the verge of falling, as if the wind was stronger, and he would be blown to the ground.

Behind him, there was a sound of gasping for air.

At this time, a trembling voice sounded behind Chen Hui: "Young man, you obviously don't have to come! Why...why, you want to save us?"

Chen Hui turned his head to look.

This is an old man who lost his teeth.

This was also the old man he had just risked his life to save.

Chen Hui turned around in silence, lowered his head, and panted violently towards Tu Ku who was approaching step by step.

The next moment, Chen Hui raised his head.

He is so embarrassed, but what kind of stubborn and strong eyes he has!
That look, full of such a strong heart to die, made Tu Kuu, who was approaching step by step, feel a little scary.He stopped involuntarily.

At this moment, it seems that the whole world has stopped.

The sun shone on Chen Hui's ferocious and stubborn face, the dust and blood scabs all over his face glowed with a faint golden light; his eyes became sharper, and the Qi sword in his hand reflected a strange color.

At this time, his jaw moved slowly.

He opened his mouth, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat. It was not loud at first, but after speaking, it had turned into a deafening roar:

"With me alone, in exchange for the peace of the whole city, death is not a pity!"

This roar, like a bolt from the blue, shocked everyone present!

His eyes were red, and his voice was no longer human.

The spiritual energy in the body was mobilized by Chen Hui at this moment, and all of it was integrated into the Qi sword.

Even if they die together, ordinary people cannot be slaughtered!
Eliminate demons and protect the way, defend the world!
This is the oath made by all Beidouya disciples when they set foot on the road of cultivating immortals!

"Roar..." The hoarse voice spread farther and farther.

"Chen Hui, don't!" Not far away, the besieged Bing Ling and Ruan Xinzhi turned their heads, their faces were full of anxiety, they tried their best to rush over, but they were desperately blocked.

At this time, a slightly trembling voice came from the crowd.

"Everyone... just... just watch... is this hero... killed?" The old man who lost his teeth was a bit slurred, but everyone heard his heart clearly.

He leaned on a hoe and stood up tremblingly; his old face was covered with wrinkles, but his expression seemed a little excited: "Old Zhang, old Zhao, what are you all doing there? Die?!"

Not far away, another old man with one arm missing stood up supported by a skinny old man. His only hand held an ax tightly, and the sharp point of the ax seemed to be It has been polished and shines with a silvery white light.

"That's right, everyone stop shrinking there, let's help this little brother!" A tuberculosis ghost coughed and raised the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Let's go together!" A beggar also stood up, holding a butcher's knife stolen from a butcher shop.

"Go, go help him!"

"Go on!"

People from Qingzhou City stood up slowly one after another, and then came behind Chen Hui holding the thing that was not even considered a weapon in their hands.

The old man who spoke first raised the hoe in his arm high, and rushed towards the sickle demon beside Chen Hui, "Follow me, let's go together!"

The withered old hand couldn't even hold the hoe firmly, but he yelled loudly and rushed forward with hobbled steps!

Immediately afterwards, an old man with one arm missing, a tuberculosis ghost, and a beggar holding a butcher's knife followed closely behind, and also aimed at another sickle demon, and killed it...

This group of old, weak, sick and disabled, who can hardly even take care of themselves, raised their agricultural tools that are not even weapons, and swarmed towards the terrifying enemy!

The thin and emaciated legs struggled to move on the dirt. Some fell and others got up.

However, everyone's faces were extremely strong, and with the determination to fight to the death, they rushed forward!
At this moment, they have no fear!

Countless kitchen knives, axes, sickles and even hammers were raised high, towards the ferocious sickle demon, and killed them!
Accompanied by the roar of the tide, these hundreds of thin and weak people, like thousands of troops, regard death as home!

"Come on..."

No matter how powerful you are, you can't hold us back!

We Qingzhou people have the most backbone!

Our group of old bones has long lived enough, even if we all die in battle, we can't let the enemy see a joke!

"kill……"

At this time, Chen Hui stood up again, and stood in front of Tu Ku. The two long-prepared spinning air blasts in his hands flew across the tricky curve with lightning speed, and moved towards the person in front of him. The scene shocked Tu Kuu, who was a little dazed, and shot away!

That air sword seemed to be infused with infinite power, and it slashed down on Tu Ku's face!
"Surrender, Tuku," Chen Hui roared loudly, "I want you to know how ridiculous the idea of ​​massacring the city is!"

At this moment, the morale was like thunder, and even the ignorant scythe demon was scared back again and again!

A series of attacks poured down like a life-threatening attack!

Tu Ku was hit by Chen Hui's sudden blow, and he retreated again and again, his face pale.

And those sickle demons, under the attack of this group of people, two or three of them have been hacked to death!

At this time, a roar came from Tu Ku's mouth: "A group of mortals actually challenged my dignity to kill Tu Kuu!"

His figure leaped up into the air in an instant, and the demonic energy in his palms rolled towards the group of old, weak, sick and disabled, just like that.

"Don't even think about it!" Chen Hui ignored the severe pain in his body, and came to the crowd in a flash, his Qi sword faced the difficulties, and then his hands covered with Gang Qi met Tu Ku's palms again!

(End of this chapter)