Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

"Gee! Gee! Gee!" The wheels rolled, and the illusory horse neighed and galloped in the air, pulling the carriage and leaving a long trail.

Inside the carriage, Chen Fuzhi frowned and tapped the table with his fingers, making a "thump, thump, thump" sound.

Almost an hour had passed since his heart was shattered, and the ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, making him feel very uneasy.

"Hurry up!" He suddenly put down the teacup in his hand and shouted at the coachman and the servant.

The servant boy responded with tears in his eyes, "Master, this is already the fastest! The horse is almost exhausted..."

Chen Fuzhi didn't care about all this. He just wanted to get back to the fasting center and make sure everything was fine.

"I don't care! Run! Run! Run!"

Suddenly, Chen Fuzhi's fingers tapping on the table paused, he let out a light exclamation, and raised his brows slightly.

"interesting……"

A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a flick of his finger, the teacup in his hand turned into a stream of light and shot into the seemingly empty void.

"Snap!" With a crisp sound, the space shattered like glass, and a sneaky figure fell out, covering his forehead and groaning in pain.

Chen Fuzhi raised his eyebrows, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Hey, isn't this the second seat of the Whisperer? What's going on? Are you playing hide-and-seek here?"

Er Xidi covered his forehead and grimaced in pain. The bulge looked like a small horn, funny and embarrassing.

He stared at the carriage speeding past, his mind full of questions: What?

!

Isn’t this old man dying?

How can you still find me?

This cheat is a bit outrageous!

At the same time, Si Xidi, who was hiding in the dark, also witnessed this scene. He was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"Didn't they say the Master was on the verge of death, hanging on for just one breath? How... how could he still be able to perform a precise sniping attack? Could the intelligence be wrong?"

Er Xidi covered his forehead with his hands, his brain working rapidly. After a moment, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he had an expression of "I understand".

"I understand! Although the Master was seriously injured, his perception is still there. He is deliberately showing weakness and trying to take advantage of the opponent's strategy!"

"We were exposed, so he simply took the initiative to attack and cover up the fact that he was injured!"

He analyzed self-righteously, with a hint of pride in his tone, as if he had seen through some shocking secret.

Upon hearing this, the Fourth Seat felt it made sense. After all, the intelligence said that the Master had been severely injured and should have been dying. But now it seemed that the intelligence might be...

"and many more!"

Er Xidi suddenly thought of something and his expression changed suddenly.

"Oh no! If the Master wasn't injured, then the fasting center..."

He suddenly looked in the direction of the fasting center, and a strong sense of unease rose in his heart.

"Oh no! We've fallen into a trap!" Er Xidi exclaimed and turned around to run away, but it was too late.

A sharp sword energy broke through the air from the direction of the fasting center and headed straight for the face of the second-in-command!

He didn't even have time to react before he was hit by the sword energy. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, his life or death unknown.

When Si Xidi saw this scene, he was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to escape, but found that he was surrounded.

Lin Qiye appeared in front of him, the long sword in his hand flashing with cold light, and his tone was icy: "Want to run? It's too late!"

Wu Hen appeared beside Lin Qiye at some point, with his arms folded across his chest, looking at the fourth seat with a playful expression.

He hummed a little tune, "Little friend, do you have a lot of questions?"

Si Xidi looked at the two people in front of him, his heart filled with despair...

"Wait! Let me explain..."

The fourth seat looked at the second seat who was lying on the ground, his face pale and sweating profusely.

He swallowed his saliva and pretended to be calm, saying, "I know! This... this is the Empty City Strategy!"

"You deliberately set a trap to lure us in! The Master wasn't even in the fasting center, right?"

The more he spoke, the more he felt that his analysis made sense, and there was even a hint of pride on his face, as if he had discovered some shocking secret.

Wu Xidi, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene and sneered in his heart: "Idiot! You actually got fooled!"

He slowly walked out of the shadows with a hint of contempt on his face.

"The Master is indeed seriously injured. The information given by the Whisperer is definitely correct!"

"He's just a spent force, using the empty city tactic to scare you!"

Hearing the Fifth's words, the Fourth was stunned at first, then suddenly realized: "I see! I was wondering, how could the Master still be so powerful! Turns out he was just pretending!"

He looked at Wu Xidi with his eyes full of admiration.

"Master Wu Xi is indeed wise and powerful. He saw through the Master's trick at a glance!"

Wu Xidi smiled triumphantly, leaped in front of the carriage, and looked down at the driver and the servant.

In an arrogant tone, he said, "Chen Fuzhi, you are unlucky to have met us today!"

"If you surrender obediently, you can avoid suffering a little more!"

He was arrogant and presumptuous, as if he had already secured victory.

But the carriage showed no intention of stopping and headed straight towards Wu Xidi.

Wu Xidi sneered disdainfully and raised his hand, ready to slap the carriage away.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped and the door slowly opened...

The carriage door slowly opened, and Chen Fuzhi's figure appeared in front of everyone.

He looked at the fifth seat, the fourth seat, and the second seat lying on the ground in astonishment, as if he had seen three patients who had escaped from a mental hospital.

He couldn't help but hold his forehead and thought to himself: Are all young people nowadays so naive?

"Are you... serious?" Chen Fuzi's mouth twitched. He felt like he had punched cotton, feeling both angry and amused.

Seeing Chen Fuzhi's expression, the Fifth Seat became more certain of his own judgment.

He sneered, "Pretending! You think you can scare us like this? Today, you can't escape even if you have wings!"

Chen Fuzhi took a deep breath and slowly stood up. An invisible force spread out in the carriage, instantly encompassing an area of ​​ten miles in radius.

He looked calm, but a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Since you want to play so much, then I will play with you."

At the same time, the battle in front of the main gate of the fasting center has entered a fierce stage.

Cao Yuanhai went into mad mode, charging around like a human tank, knocking people and horses to the ground wherever he passed.

Baili Pang'er used his various abilities, sometimes turning into a giant shield to block attacks,

Sometimes it turns into a sharp blade and launches a surprise attack, it is simply a mobile turret.

Lin Qiye shuttled through the battlefield, the long sword in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death, and every swing took away a life.

Wu Hen would occasionally make a witty remark, such as "Oops, I accidentally stole someone's head again" and "Big brother, your posture is not right."

While harassing the enemy, you can also complete the weird tasks issued by the system, such as "knock down three enemies with your buttocks".

"Singing a song "Tentative" to the enemy" and so on, he simply treated the battlefield as his personal show.

An Yuqing also quickly integrated into their combat system. Her abilities were strange and unpredictable, and she could often turn the tide of battle unexpectedly.

With the tacit cooperation of several people, the prisoners were beaten back step by step and their morale was low.

Lin Qiye walked up to the prisoners, pointing his sword at them.

His tone was cold: "Now, I give you a chance, surrender, or die!"

The prisoners looked at Lin Qiye, who was like a killing god.

And the strange behavior of Wu Hen beside him filled his heart with fear.

They looked at each other, hesitant.

At this moment, a voice came from a distance: "Stop! All of you stop!"