Chapter 451

Ignoring Cai Tiande, who was already trembling under his feet, Yang Feng walked to the city with a gloomy face.

Everywhere they passed, everyone bowed their heads and greeted them without slightest neglect.

Yang Xiaoyi glanced contemptuously at Cai Tiande, who was still afraid to stand up, and soon followed Yang Feng's pace with Mo Shaoqiu.

When Yang Feng and them went away, Cai Tiande couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his head, stood up, quickly waved, called a small soldier, and told him, "hurry, inform the palace, and say that the great Xia... Is back."

"Yes, general Cai!"

Bowing down, the soldier left.

Cai Tiande took a deep breath, muttered, swallowed his saliva difficultly, and then trembled to recruit the remaining soldiers on both sides. He trembled and said, "you... You guys, come and help me, i... I can't stand!"

Ah?

Not from a Leng, those soldiers then looked at Cai Tiande's legs and couldn't help laughing together.

At this moment, he was already frightened by Yang Feng's momentum, his legs softened and trembled. He didn't even have the strength to stand on weekdays.

Yang Feng's dignity in his anger really shocked the gangster leader of the black soul sect. He realized why their master was so afraid of this person at the beginning. It was really a hard stubble to provoke.

Without paying any attention to the movement behind, Yang Feng and Mo Shaoqiu went straight through the city gate and came to the interior of the capital. However, they were all shocking.

More than a month ago, the bustling and happy capital disappeared, and now it has become a full depression. There are corpses everywhere after beating, smashing, looting and burning.

In some places, there are scenes of women throwing their bodies naked in the streets after being humiliated. There is also a picture of crying babies who stop crying under the close protection of their mother.

Yang Feng, they can even see the ferocious face of the baby before he dies and the blood and tears in the corners of his mother's eyes.

At this time, the whole capital has completely become a ghost city. There are no living people walking and laughing in the street, only scars and piles of corpses piled high.

Come on!

He clenched his fist hard and made bursts of bone explosions. Yang Feng's eyes gradually turned red.

When Yang Xiaoyi looked at the tragic images around him, he was shocked and angry. "It's a total loss of conscience and humanity. Even if it's a disaster of war, it's just like this. These people are really a group of animals!"

"Is this the dark empire that the ghost king will build in the future? I really don't like it."

Mo Shaoqiu, with a cold face, hummed.

"No, stop, help!"

"Hum, little Niang PI, now the whole capital is the territory of our black soul sect. Who can save you and who dares to save you. Come on, Jie!"

Suddenly, a scream suddenly sounded, and then I saw a young girl in ragged clothes running out of a dilapidated ready-made clothes shop, followed by a seven foot man, laughing.

With a swoop, he threw the girl to the ground and began to pick her clothes. In this broad daylight, in the bright world, he would do that evil thing.

The girl was struggling and crying, but the people around closed the windows and doors tightly, curled up under the wall and trembled. No matter how the girl shouted, she dared not go out to rescue.

Because they know that they are only dead end when they go out. They can't save the girl at all.

The little girls of some families, hearing this sad scream, couldn't help jumping into their parents' arms, crying and shaking with fear.

All the people were also full of grief and anger, shouting in their hearts.

What kind of world is this? Bullies are in power. Good people go to hell and can't live. Woo woo!

Touch!

Suddenly, at this time, a loud noise came out. Yang Xiaoyi directly stepped forward and kicked the big man out. Then he looked at the girl with concern and said, "girl, are you okay?"

"Young master, help me, sobbing!"

The woman straightened her messy clothes, immediately jumped into Yang Xiaoyi's arms, cried bitterly, and made Yang Xiaoyi at a loss.

This was the first time he was so close to a woman. His whole face turned red in an instant.

After the big man was kicked, he became angry with shame. He suddenly stood up, stared at Yang Xiaoyi and scolded, "smelly boy, you don't want to live, and you dare to manage the affairs of the black soul sect?"

Seeing that the man was angry, the woman couldn't help shaking more and hurried to Yang Xiaoyi's back, trembling.

Yang Feng, with a gloomy face, took two steps forward and shouted, "what a big breath, a small subordinate of the black soul sect, who is only the third-order medium-term strength of the general, dares to commit an open attack on the capital street here. It seems that you really don't know whose territory here is!"

"Whose territory? Of course, this is the territory of our black soul sect!"

Whew!

The big man had a strong chest and shouted proudly on his face, but his voice had just fallen, and a cold flash flashed. One of his right arms had suddenly soared into the air, and blood was spilled all over the ground.

Ah!

Screaming, the man knelt down with a white face. With a cold hum, Yang Xiaoyi slowly put away the blade in his hand and looked a little disdainful on his face.

I'm only a third-order general. I'm really vulnerable!

In the past, Yang Xiaoyi was an expert in the cultivation of generals, but he was looking forward to it. He imagined when he would reach that level.

But now he is the emperor of war. Looking at the general, he is immediately full of contempt. It turns out that the general is so weak.

Yang Feng's complexion was ancient, and he didn't look at the man from beginning to end. He just said leisurely, "I'll give you another chance. If you say it wrong, your head will be gone!"

"You... Who are you? Even the people of my black soul sect dare to hurt?"

The man looked at Yang Feng and them in horror.

Yang Feng stood still and didn't speak.

Because at this time, the boss must not answer such childish questions from the other party's minions and lose his identity.

Yang Xiaoyi, the youngest and youngest of the two followers around Yang Feng, naturally shoulders the important task of naming his master.

So, with a dry cough, Yang Xiaoyi immediately stepped forward and said loudly, "blind your dog's eye, this is the super first-class demon subduing general granted by the emperor of Nanzhao, Yang Feng and General Yang. Patrol on behalf of heaven and kill demons and demons. You dare to do this shameless and tyrannical act at the foot of the emperor of the capital in broad daylight. How can my general spare you?"

"What?"

When he heard this, the man looked at Yang Feng in horror and said tremblingly, "you are general fu... Demon subduing, great Xia?"

No words, Yang Feng, this is the default.

The big man was in a cold sweat, and his face was whiter than before.

Because he had heard that this great Xia is not easy to mess with. Even their master has to be afraid of him, not to mention his little minion.

Grandma, why did you come back at this time if you didn't come back early or late?

Damn it, hit the muzzle.

The corner of his mouth was shriveled, and the big man was scared to tears.

When the people around heard this rebuke, they opened the windows one after another and looked out. Their eyes were full of hope.

Great Xia, the demon subduing general has finally returned. We are saved!