"Don't kill us!"
"We beg you, spare us!"
"We were blind and foolish..."
A group of people fled while begging.
But Zhuge Mingyang, like a Demon God, had gray-white pupils filled with indifference and ruthlessness.
With each step, he took a life.
In less than ten breaths.
The remaining nineteen people also perished, becoming dried corpses.
"What a bunch of self-righteous fools."
Zhuge Mingyang sneered, then raised his head, scanning the mountains on either side, and laughed coldly: "Qin Feiyang, I know you are hiding around here, come out quickly, don't hide like a coward and dare not face people!"
Qin Feiyang clenched his hands, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Not coming out?"
"Doesn't matter."
"Anyway, now you are no longer my match."
Zhuge Mingyang smiled contemptuously, looking up at Taoyuan City across the way, his eyes full of bloodlust.
Meanwhile.
The commotion here had already alarmed the people of Taoyuan City.
