Chapter 293 Disposal

The old man's meaning is obvious. There are all kinds of people in the forest, but you can't cut down all the forest. What's more, can the wicked in the world be killed? Even if you kill them, there is no new hatred.

Listening to the old man's words, Su Xiaoqi felt that the old man's words were reasonable. What's more, the other party's eyes were deep, and his body was indifferent, which made people look at him with a little admiration.

Su Xiaoqi wanted to kill all these, but he became hesitant again in an instant.

"Young heroes, murderers always kill them, and those who respect others always respect them. Although kindness to others is not necessarily favored, there are always people who will be grateful. He still show mercy to the young man.

"Young man, just let us go. We promise that we will not attack Lingshan again.

"Yes, I also want my son to come to Lingshan to learn fairy magic? It's only because of the demonic power that I have to follow.

"Bai Lun, please plead for mercy." Seeing that Su Xiaoqi looked as if he did not intend to stop, everyone was frightened, and some people directly opened their mouths to plead with Bai Lun: "You can also see that few people in our Eight Leagues have killed your Lingshan disciples, and those who are fierce are disciples of the Demon Sect."

"Shut up."

Su Xiaoqi gave a shout, and the people at the foot of the mountain fought with a fight.

After thinking about it, Su Xiaoqi is definitely not going to kill, but it is absolutely impossible to let them go easily.

"Listen, disciples of the Eight League, which of you has killed the disciples of Lingshan." Su Xiaoqi's eyes swept over everyone coldly, and his eyes were like knives.

"If you let me know that one person has narrowly escaped punishment, then there will be no one of the disciples of the Eight League."

Listening to Su's stingy words, some people are desperate and some people relax.

"Young Hero--"

Su stingy interrupted the old man's words and said, "Senior, this is my lowest boundary. According to my previous meaning, not only the disciples of the Eight League here, but also the Eight Leagues will be uprooted.

"What the predecessor said is naturally correct, but this does not mean that there is no punishment for doing something wrong."

"Alas!" The old man knew that Su Xiao had made up his mind and could not persuade him, and his face couldn't help but show a sad look.

Su Xiaoqi has never been a soft person, and of course he is not a good person to kill. It's just that some people don't kill for fear that they will be in trouble forever.

"Why don't you do it? Is it so difficult for me to do it myself?" Looking over, everyone was worried.

"Zhang Shun, I saw you kill a Lingshan disciple before. Why don't you do it yourself? Is it difficult to kill all our brothers together?"

"Wang Lin, you still haven't broken yourself."

In the face of life and death, everyone immediately shouted. Several men also raised their swords and stabbed them into their chests.

"Brother, take care of my family for me." Before dying, the self-broken disciple confessed that he closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of people died on the spot.

Su's stingy expression remained unchanged, and his eyes swept coldly among the disciples of the Eight League, especially the elders of the Eight League. Su Xiaoqi knew that they had the ability to kill the disciples of Lingshan.

"Alas." With a sigh, an elder of Diqing Palace pulled out his sword and killed himself with a horizontal sword. Then the two elders of the Wuji Palace fell to the ground.

A killing turned into suicide in a blink of an eye, and there were hundreds of corpses on the spot, including some elders in the Eight League.

The bloody wind, snowflakes fall from the sky, and the air is calm.

After a while, the suicide scene finally stopped. It was quiet in the mountain, and the two spirit beasts outside the mountain occasionally roared.

"Listen."

Su Xiaoqi said, "I won't pursue today's matter. But in the future, don't let me hear about your indiscriminate killing. Especially hurt innocent people. If I hear that no matter which mountain gate of your Eight Leagues, I will definitely make him regret it.

"Yes, respect the young chivalrous teacher obscurity."

The disciples of the Eight League know that now they have finally left a life, and everyone is happy.

"Where are the people in Shipu Village?"

Suspously thinking about Longquan Town, Su Xiaoqi was slightly depressed.

More than 300 disciples in Shipuzhai suddenly felt slightly depressed when they heard Su Xiaoqi's voice, thinking that it was impossible that someone in Shipuzhai had provoked this killing god.

An elder in Shipuzhai stepped forward and arched his hand and said, "I don't know what the young chivalrous man has to order." Seeing that Su Xiaoqi's unhappy face, the elder was also worried and didn't know what had happened.

"Is Longquan Town under the jurisdiction of your Shipu Village?" Su asked angrily.

"This--"

Hearing Su Xiaoqi mention Longquan Town, Wang Lun oozed sweat behind him and replied, "There are only 50 families in Longquan Town at present. According to the terrain, it is under the jurisdiction of our Shipuzhai. I don't know what the young hero has to do.

Su said timidly, "A year ago, Qixingbao massacred Longquan Town, and I burned Qixingbao with a fire in anger. You must know that."

"This--" Wang Lun couldn't help trembling slightly and said that it was him, but he didn't expect him to come back.

"In the morning, someone in Shipuzhai went to Longquan Town to fool around. I killed several people. Do you have no problem?" Su Xiaoqi continued, "Originally, I wanted to go to your Shipu Village, but now I'll tell you."

Wang Lun's heart is like beating a drum. Fortunately, Su Xiaoqi did not go to Shipu Village, otherwise he was afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable. Everyone in Shipuzhai was also frightened. Fortunately, they couldn't help but be a little worried. They didn't know what Su Xiaoqi would do next.

"A year ago, thousands of ordinary people in Longquan Town were slaughtered by the Seven Star Fort because of me, and the whole town that burned the fire turned into ashes." Speaking of this, Su Xiaoqi looked sad and angry, and the sword in his hand couldn't help tightening.

Not only Shipuzhai, but also the people of the Eight League were scared, and thousands of people did not dare to move, as if they would cause a disaster of killing as long as they moved.

"I implicated them." Su Xiaoqi continued, "Now a group of villagers have finally come to Longquan Town. I regard them as family, just like my former uncle. Therefore, I beg you not to bother them. His eyes swept the crowd sharply, and his voice suddenly raised: "If you let me know who is embarrass them, the consequences will only be worse than the Seven Star Castle."

The people of Shipu Village quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Several elders can't wait to go back to the mountain, hoping that those guys will not make more trouble. In the face of such a killing god, I'm afraid that Shi Puzhai is not enough to be killed by him.

Zhang Xiaobao and Cuihua looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

"I hope the Eightmeng is a place to uphold justice and a place that the people can believe. That's all I say. You can do it yourself." Su Xiaoqi waved his hand and signaled the people of the Eight League to leave.

"Thank you for not killing the young hero. We will definitely remember the words of the young hero."

Several elders arched their hands one after another, and then turned around and left with their disciples.

After the disciples of the Eight League left, there were thousands of disciples with different colors at the foot of the mountain. They are disciples of the Demon Sect. With Su Xiaoqi's gesture, Xiaoqing and Daben bowed and flew out again.

"Brother Zhong Kuizhong."

Su Xiaoqi turned around and looked at Zhong Kui at the top of Chaoyang Peak and said, "I have a question. I don't know if I can answer it."

Zhong Kui said, "If you want to ask, ask, and if you want to kill, kill. We are not your disciples. Let you slaughter them. His voice was loud and his tone was determined to die.

"If you betray my aunt, you will naturally live up to your death."

Su Xiaoqi waved to the fish on Taihu Peak and said, "Yuer, how do you think we should deal with them?"