Unparalleled Martial God

At this moment, Second Fatty Jin's eyes seemed to see the blood that was flowing on the ground and the people who were lying in pools of blood; he heard the pleas and screams, smelled the smell of blood and felt the smell of death as if a big hand was touching him.    

    

Second Fatty Jin's fat was trembling and his hands were trembling. He cursed in his heart: "Is he even human? This is simply # $%!"    

    

Amongst the crowd, there were also many people who were breathing rapidly, and their chests were heaving up and down. However, he could see that many people didn't take this to be a problem. Although they were shocked, they felt that it had nothing to do with them.    

    

After the silence was broken, many people began to laugh and chat. Some people even started to joke around with such matters.    

    

Second Fatty Jin was slightly angered and immediately said to Yang Ziming, "Chu Mozzie, aren't you afraid of disgracing yourself, but aren't you afraid of disgracing yourself? Are you sure you don't know how to cause trouble?"    

    

Yang Ziming couldn't help but be stunned, his voice then sounded out in his mind, "Look at the faces of these people, this matter has nothing to do with you, if it isn't big enough, what use would it be?!" It's time for you to learn from the genius Chu. "    

    

Hearing this, Yang Ziming looked over at the scene. It was just as the fat ball had said. After everyone had recovered from the shock, it seemed like it was the same shock as when he threw the head of the Saint Roc out.    

    

"You must let them feel that this is closely related. For example, the Soul Devouring Sect and the Thousand Devil Sect might slaughter a city of the Gold Origin City. "As long as you say it like that, and look at their faces again, it will definitely be very interesting."    

    

Yang Zimin once again heard the sound transmission from the fat ball. He couldn't help but secretly send a message, "You are Chu Mozzie's leg, right?"    

    

"No!" Second Fatty Jin immediately denied it, "I'm as fat as a pig, please call me Pig Leg. My leg is much bigger than mine."    

    

Fatty Jin spoke in an extremely arrogant tone and proud tone. He was proud of being a pig.    

    

"…"    

    

Yang Ziming was speechless, now he really believed that the fat ball was Chu Dogg's leg. This fat ball clearly had the same type of attribute as Chu Yang.    

    

"Everyone!" He said, "Don't you think this has a lot to do with you?"    

    

As soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent.    

    

"Humph!" Yang Ziming sneered, "I can tell you this right now, I'm giving you my head as a reminder to you — this Gold Origin City is the next target of slaughter for the Soul Devouring Sect and Thousand Demons Sect!"    

    

Boom!    

    

The crowd burst into an uproar.    

    

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"    

    

"How could that be? Do you think that the Thousand Devil Sect and Soul Devouring Sect would dare to come out from those small villages?"    

    

"That's right, if they dare, the Soul Devouring Sect will be courting death!"    

    

"You are really frightening."    

    

"..."    

    

Yang Ziming quietly listened, and waited for these people to finish their curses before he said, "Are you done talking?"    

    

The crowd couldn't help but fall silent.    

    

"I'll tell you why!" Yang Ziming sneered, pointed at the ground under his feet, "Because there are too many people here. To them, slaughtering a Golden Origin City is no different from slaughtering a village. They just need time to prepare."    

    

After he finished listening to the last few words, he left, "As for whether or not you believe me, that has nothing to do with me. I've said what I should have. I've done what the great demon Chu asked me to do — goodbye!"    

    

After a while, Yang Ziming became a black dot in everyone's sight, and then completely disappeared.    

    

Boom!    

    

This time, the crowd was truly in an uproar.    

    

"Do you think it's true?"    

    

"It might be possible. Didn't Tian Yuan City get slaughtered and cursed? I heard that it was done by the Thousand Demon Sect."    

    

"Tianyuan City!"    

    

The moment this name was called, the center of the crowd was immediately filled with exclamations, and the crowd became even more chaotic and rowdy.    

    

"Hehe!"    

    

Looking at the scene in front of him, Second Fatty Jin snickered in his heart. He was extremely pleased with himself, "This time, it has nothing to do with you guys. You guys finally know how to be anxious. You guys finally know how to be scared!"    

    

He flung his sleeves and was about to leave, but a person who was panting heavily rushed over and said to him, "Young Marquis, emergency news, Fengmao City has been massacred by the Soul Devouring Sect and Thousand Devil Sect!"    

    

The sudden news caused the crowd to fall into a deathly silence. They had just said that it was possible for Golden Origin City to be massacred, but the news about Feng Mao City being massacred had actually come over.