One party looked at it coldly, while the other party kept urging more people to throw themselves into the sea of ​​fire.

The disgusting burnt smell could be smelled hundreds of feet away.

"What do they want to do?!"

Wang Fobao felt a chill in his heart, and without any thought, he threw himself at the preachers who were urging the believers to throw themselves into the fire, roaring wildly.

"kill!"

There is no pain or feeling, the internal Qi increases sharply, and the endless murderous intention lingers in the heart, and Wang Buddha has no hold on anything.

The sound of angry shouts echoed in the room, and the tiger was like a pack of wolves, killing in pain.

In just a few blinks, more than a dozen exchanged preachers were beaten and scattered in all directions, but what made his heart tremble was.

These preachers were as if they were crazy. Under the heavy blow, if they did not die on the spot, they would rush towards themselves without fear of death.

Even if he is seriously injured, he will desperately drag the numb and lost believers into the sea of ​​fire together.

"What exactly are they going to do?"

Wang Fobao was shocked and angry at the actions of these lunatics, and angry at Liu Wenpeng's indifference.

These believers are not heinous. The bottom line is that these people are just poor people who cannot afford food, cannot afford medical treatment, have not read a book, and understand nothing.

"Liu Wenpeng! You are not a county parent."

Wang Fobao roared angrily, and his men showed no mercy.

But he is not afraid of death, and these Taoists of the Pity Life Sect are not afraid of death either.

For a moment, even if he took Baoqi Powder, he could not kill this master who had exchanged blood for hundreds of times.

"The savior is here!"

Li Eryi almost cried when he saw Wang Fobao falling from the sky.

He thought he had won the trust of these lunatics, but little did he know that they actually wanted him to burn himself to death.

Seeing the crowd in chaos, he almost desperately rushed to the back of the crowd.

"Wang Fobao? He's not dead?"

Liu Wenpeng, who was standing with a bow, saw this scene and suddenly smiled:

"Yu Chilong, you are in trouble."

"How could he not be dead?"

Yuchilong's face was extremely ugly, but he did not dare to act rashly.

Before midnight, if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have almost died under Liu Wenpeng's arrow that could penetrate the city wall.

The other masters of Liansheng Cult also did not dare to act rashly.

Although Yuchilong dodged that arrow, it was like a candied haws on a stick, killing several of their skilled players who had exchanged blood for nearly three times.

"Master Liu."

Behind Yu Chilong, a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard broke the deadlock:

"You can't help us, and we can't help you. In that case, why don't we cooperate? We can give you whatever you want."

"cooperate?"

Liu Wenpeng played with the big bow and said playfully:

"Why, are you willing to give it to me if I want the 'Tao Fruit' in the prison?"

"you know?"

Yuchilong's eyes turned cold, and his murderous aura became more intense.

"This is the only thing I can't give you."

The needless man lightly put his arm on Yu Chilong's arm and said with a gentle smile:

"However, troubled times are coming. If Mr. Liu agrees to cooperate, our Liansheng Cult is willing to support you in dividing the place and becoming king!"

"Separate regions and claim kingship. This is extremely tempting...but who are you?"

Liu Wenpeng frowned, as if weighing the pros and cons.

"I, Guo Han, am not worth mentioning."

Seeing that Liu Wenpeng seemed to be moving, the man spoke a little faster:

"The Ming Dynasty has lost its deer, and the whole world is chasing it! The position of common master of the world can be done by ruffians and beggars, but Master Liu can't do it?"

Don’t Master Liu want to be called a loner?”

"I heard that the believers of your Lisheng Cult have to offer money, and their wives and daughters have to kneel down and plead. Only then can you accept it, right?"

Liu Wenpeng plucked his bowstring lightly and spoke sharply:

"I own thousands of hectares of land, have millions of dollars in my pocket, and live a happy life beating hundreds of slaves. I have no intention of becoming a dog to you!"

boom!

Suddenly, a muffled sound exploded in the sea of ​​fire.

The red sparks soared ten feet high in the wind and snow, rolling around and turning into the shadow of a gourd that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, as red as blood.

"Purple gold gourd!"

"It's really here, Kuixing's Dao Fruit is really here!"

"Have mercy on my old mother, save all sentient beings, be compassionate and compassionate..."

…

The shadow of the gourd formed by the firelight just flashed by, and all the Liansheng disciples present went completely crazy.

The masters behind Yuchilong no longer feared Liu Wenpeng's magical bow, and rushed towards the crowd crazily, even bursting with blood.

More people will be sacrificed in the sea of ​​fire.

"Human sacrifice?! Beast!"

Wang Fobao was writhing in blood, moving his fists and kicks in the direction of his opponent. He was so brave that he single-handedly blocked the counterattack of dozens of crazy Liansheng Cultivators.

boom!

But the next moment, there was thunder in his ears.

"not good!"

He was horrified, and he only had time to avoid his head before he was hit in the lower abdomen by an arrow that shot through the air like lightning!

boom!

Even if it stimulates the internal energy, even if it boils the blood, even if it takes Baoqi Powder.

Wang Fobao felt like he was like a piece of paper, being easily penetrated, and before he could even let out a roar, he was nailed to death on the ruined wall more than ten feet away!

"Brother Wang, I'm sorry."

Liu Wenpeng stood with his bow in hand, then drew the full moon, and glanced at everyone present in a deep and indifferent tone:

"If there really is a Taoist fruit in this world, Mr. Liu will have no choice but to be disrespectful!"

"Hoho~"

On the broken wall, Wang Fobao's limbs, muscles and bones were all broken, but his red eyes were still staring at Liu Wenpeng, refusing to die.

"For nine years as a colleague, Liu will give you a ride...huh?!"

Before Liu Wenpeng finished speaking, he suddenly heard bursts of dull explosions like drums.

What?

He suddenly turned around and saw at the end of the long street, the air flow was roaring, and a figure was moving at a speed that made him a little scared.

Arriving in a hurry!

A hundred feet away, he let out a violent shout containing endless murderous intent:
Chapter completed!