Astral Apostle

If he was facing dozens of people, he would not hesitate to call both of the siblings to join the fray.

However, there were hundreds of guards present. How could they deal with all of them just by themselves?

At this moment, Lu Xinniang did not hesitate to pull out her shortsword and shout,

"Why are you still talking so much? Brother Chen is alone. Aren't you going to help?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed into the crowd. Her figure was light and agile, and her blades flashed coldly. As it rose and fell, it cruelly sliced through a few people.

Since his sister had already gone up, Lu Yunzhao had no choice. He took off the two long objects on his back and peeled off the cloth, revealing the black Heavy Iron Maces. He rushed into the battle as well.

"What's so good about bullying others with numbers? Take my mace!"

Lu Yunzhao's temper was also triggered. He swung his two truncheons, emitting a whistling sound.

He strode forward, and the surrounding guards were knocked down by him along with their staffs. He was equally unstoppable and knocked down everyone who blocked his way.

"Forget it, forget it… Brother Chen Feng, let me help you!"

Li Chun was helpless and did not say anything else to try and wash off contact with Zhou Jing. He shook his hands and two daggers popped out from his sleeves.

Then, he kicked out and flipped over a guard whose back was facing him. After which, he turned around and swiped the neck of a guard beside him with his dagger. His move was cunning and vicious, and he was also very capable.

As soon as the three Green Forest powerhouses attacked, they coordinated with Zhou Jing from the inside to attack the outside, catching them off guard.

The formation of the hundreds of guards became chaotic.

On the other side, Wu Fang had been holding onto a staff and guarding at the side. Although he was furious, he was afraid of Zhou Jing and did not dare to go forward to fight him.

Seeing that someone else had interfered, Wu Fang was furious. He held his club and faced Lu Xinniang, who was in the lead.

"Lowlife! How dare you disturb my matters? Watch this!"

He raised the stick with all his might and stabbed out with all his might. The technique was clean and sharp, and it was obvious that he was not just for show. He was also a true martial artist.

However, Lu Xinniang was not afraid. She turned her body to avoid the thrust, and the shortsword in her hand slashed at Wu Fang's fingers.

Wu Fang was shocked and hurriedly shook his staff to shake off the blade. However, he did not expect Lu Xinniang's blade technique to be quite extraordinary. No matter how many moves he changed, the blade still stuck close to the staff, almost forcing him to let go and abandon his weapon.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged three to four moves. Wu Fang was quickly exhausted and fell into a disadvantage.

At this moment, Lu Yunzhao charged out from the side. Seeing that someone was pestering his sister, he immediately roared and swept his two maces horizontally across his chest.

Wu Fang got a shock, quickly putting up a block with his staff.

Dang!

He immediately felt as if he had been struck by lightning and took a few large steps back. He had only received a single blow from Lu Yunzhao, but his hand was already bleeding profusely.

Seeing that Lu Yunzhao was still about to attack, Wu Fang was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. He quickly used the opportunity to escape and hide behind the guards.

"Who are these people?!"

Wu Fang's face was filled with fear. He usually boasted about his extraordinary martial arts, but he did not expect the three people who suddenly appeared to be experts. It was as if all of them could easily take him down.

At this moment, Zhou Jing, who was charging through the crowd, suddenly shouted.

"Come over if you're not afraid of death!"

The roar was like a lion's roar, deafening like thunder.

The many guards present held their breaths in fear. They hurriedly took a few steps back, leaving an empty space.

At this moment, everyone was shocked to discover that there were already hundreds of guards lying on the ground. The ground was filled with wailing injured people.

Zhou Jing had defeated more than a hundred people alone, and three of the staffs he used had been broken. At this moment, he was filled with a fierce aura, as if he was waiting to devour someone.

His talent, Fiendish Aura, was constantly radiating out, causing the remaining guards to be terrified. Their hands and feet trembled as they surrounded him, but they did not dare to attack again.

Zhou Jing took a break and stretched his neck. He took a deep breath and slowly recovered his strength.

With the current attributes of Apostle #004, it was enough to kill his way in and out of a few hundred people. However, it was not that easy to completely defeat so many of such people. The [Fiendish Aura] he had came into play here, where he could intimidate the remaining enemies. This was very helpful to him.

Zhou Jing looked at everyone before raising his staff and striding forward.

The guards surrounding him kept retreating as he approached them.

In their fear, many of the guards had even directly thrown down their staff and fled like birds and beasts.

Soon, Zhou Jing stood in front of the Wu family. He pointed his stick at Wu Zhen and the others and shouted, "Come up and die!"

Wu Zhen's entire body trembled in fear and anger. He hatefully hollered back,

"Chen Feng! My Wu Village Manor has had no grievances with you in the past. Why did you ruin my family business?!"

He could not understand at all why things had turned out this way.

Hearing this, Zhou Jing grinned,

"Your family business? What about the hard work of generations of farmers! You've enjoyed the blessings of generations. It's enough. It's not a pity for you to die like this!"

"Madman! Hand over your life!"

Wu Zhen's eyes almost popped out. He roared like a tiger and charged forward with his staff, looking like he wanted to die together.

However, in the next moment, the staff in Zhou Jing's hand suddenly stabbed out like a huge spear. Before Wu Zhen could react, it had already hit him in the face.

Splat!

The tip of the staff pierced through the skull and came out!

Zhou Jing pulled out his staff calmly.

Wu Zhen's strong body fell to the ground, dead. He was instantly killed.

"Ah, Second Brother!"

Wu Fang screamed.

Zhou Jing suddenly flew forward and smashed Wu Fang's head like breaking a rotten watermelon.

Wu Changgui collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open as he looked at the mountain-like figure blocking the sunlight. He said in panic, "No! Don't kill me! I still have…"

Peng!

Zhou Jing could not stand his chatter and directly sent him off.

Only then did he turn around and look at the terrified guards and villagers. A violent aura surged from his body. He took a deep breath and suddenly shouted like thunder.

"The murderer, Chen Feng!"