Suddenly a madman sharpens his knife at night

Chapter 145 Absolute Violence
The tree shadow quickly retreated by the roadside, and Lu Hu, who was chasing after him, felt the blood all over his body was hot and sweat was rising.

His face, which was already stained red by blood, became even brighter red, coupled with his red eyes and the ferocious smile hanging on his face.

It made him look extremely scary.

His running body trembled slightly, and this trembling was not a sign of physical exhaustion.

It was caused by Lu Hu's excitement.

This kind of excitement has never occurred to Lu Hu since he left the death arena.

But for some reason, Lu Hu started to get excited tonight.

It's not like he hasn't experienced difficult life-and-death battles before.

Compared with those battles, the fight with the old man just now was not thrilling enough, and it did not even injure Lu Hu.

But it was something strange that made him excited.

This feeling is as if the heart that has been dry for a long time suddenly encounters the rain.

The taste of sweet rain after a long drought is as famous as the flowers and candles in the wedding room.

From this point alone, you can see how excited Lu Hu was at this time.

He felt that somewhere in his heart that had been itching had finally been disturbed. He felt so comfortable that his scalp was numb as if he was experiencing an electric shock. His soul seemed to be floating away from the top of his head. His body was mostly lighter, and he felt like he wanted to fly in the wind. illusion.

Lu Hu, who was in excitement, had no other thoughts in his mind except catching up with Zhang Xianzu and killing him.

After a while, Lu Hu caught up with the running carriage.

The horse was ridden by Zhang Xianzu, and a driver on the second carriage suddenly heard the movement behind him.

He was so frightened that he trembled violently.

In fear, he pulled out a short knife from his arms, as if he wanted to find some pitiful sense of security in the short knife.

The people who drive Zhang Xianzu's carriage are all his domestic slaves, and they are not bad at all. They are all warriors in the muscle training stage.

After hearing the increasingly strange sounds from behind, the man leaned forward and looked behind.

He saw his companion who was following closely behind, holding the reins and sitting on the shaft of the cart, but his head had already left his body and was flying high.

The expression on his face was extremely horrified.

After letting him see it, he felt like he was looking in the mirror.

"You're catching up? Hurry, hurry up!"

The man used his hands to alert his fellow drivers.

Who knew that with just a push from this hand, the companion next to him would fall over.

He quickly turned around to look, and there was already a headless corpse lying next to him, and he didn't know where the head had flown.

"Ah~!"

The man could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and slashed with his knife. Suddenly he heard the sound of wind coming from the left.

He turned around and slashed in that direction.

When he turned around, he looked into a pair of bloody eyes, bloodthirsty, cruelty mixed with pleasure!

"Crazy"

As soon as his mouth moved, before he could finish his words, a knife flashed in his eyes.

He felt himself flying for a moment, and then realized that his head had been chopped off.

The expression of fear on his face was exactly the same as what he had seen before!
After Lu Hu killed all the drivers, he pulled the reins of the horse. With great force, the horse neighed loudly.

The running horse actually pulled Lu Hu down, stood up, and then rolled over with the carriage. The carriage behind them collided with it. Lu Hu turned sideways and pressed his palm on the horse's head, breaking its front legs. He screamed and fell to the ground. The two carriages behind him also collided with each other. come over.

Lu Hu ducked out of the way in time, and the three carriages collided violently.

The carriage was shattered and its contents spilled all over the floor.

Zhang Xianzu swallowed up the property of a county and ran it for several years. Although most of it was sent to Anyang Mansion as a daily filial piety and to manage the relationship between superiors and subordinates, but just like that, the things at this time were also valuable. Lu Hu just Looking at the scattered things, there are jade Ruyi, gold furnace, and scroll scrolls.
He had no time to deal with these belongings now, so he turned around and continued to chase Zhang Xianzu.

After walking for a while, a fork in the road appeared in three directions. The horse hoof prints on the snow pointed out the direction for Lu Hu. He walked towards the far left without sparing any physical strength. After chasing with all his strength, a stick of incense came out. Soon, he saw Zhang Xianzu lying on his horse in the distance.

Zhang Xianzu also heard the movement behind him and looked back in fear.

When he saw that it was the murderous Lu Hu who was coming instead of the old man, his heart was even more disturbed.

"How could it be possible? That old man was old and frail, but he still practiced Zang. He was able to leapfrog and kill Lian Zang!"

Zhang Xianzu's strength was only a mere training. Without the blessing of Zhufeng Big Bow, he didn't even have the courage to face Lu Hu.

He swung his sword and slashed the horse's butt, and blood burst out, stimulating the horse under his crotch even faster.

But even so, the distance between him and Lu Hu was still shrinking.

"Did you run away?"

Looking at the killing sword light that swept across ten feet, the violence reached its limit.

There was a flash of despair, regret, and endless unwillingness in Zhang Xianzu's eyes!
After serving as an official for ten years, he worked diligently for the adults above him, and he did not hesitate to do any dirty work.

After all his minions raised in Shanye Temple were killed, he knew that he could not stay in Dingbeicheng and immediately looked for a way out for himself.

Now using the Resurrection Cult to attack the city is like treason. The heinous crimes he committed in Dingbeicheng can be blamed on the Resurrection Religion, which in turn settles the score for himself.

When he arrived at Anyang Mansion, at most he would be charged with abandoning the city and fleeing, but this was just a matter of lifting it high and letting it fall gently.

There will be no substantial punishment, just transfer him, but his career will go further.

From now on, the sky is high and birds can fly.

No longer limited to this small Dingbei City.

At the same time, the bad debts below him were settled, he was clean, and he also had opportunities in some positions that he had not dared to think about before.

He had already planned all of this in Anyang Fucheng. He was raking in all the wealth in the city and giving it away to others. He was about to succeed.

why?
why!
Endless indignation and unwillingness flashed through his heart.

Zheng!
But the next moment, the violent sword light had already arrived.

"No!"

Zhang Xianzu roared angrily and struck out with his sword with all his strength!
But his sword was as ridiculous as a mantis blocking a car.

The fine Qingfeng sword was instantly cut off by the broken knife. Fortunately, the broken knife was not long enough and could not directly cut his body in half.

It just left a very deep gash from the left shoulder to the ribs.

But a stormy wave of power has swept through his body.

Zhang Xianzu was directly slashed and flew away, and his horse was also knocked over by the huge force.

He couldn't stop bleeding from his mouth, and he lay on his back. He immediately wanted to get up, but found that his body was as soft as mud, and only his neck and head could move.

He straightened his neck and saw Lu Hu walking out of the blood mist with half a long knife in his hand.

There was a joyful grin on his face. Even though Zhang Xianzu was well-informed, he was also shocked at this moment, with a look of horror on his face.

(End of this chapter)