The four humans who had been whipped were covered in wounds. Their faces were covered in blood, making it impossible to tell what they originally looked like. They were in an extremely miserable state.
"Let us go, I beg you!"
One of them knelt on the ground and constantly kowtowed. For the sliver of hope for survival, he could no longer care about his last bit of dignity.
He knew very well what kind of fate awaited him if he was captured. In the eyes of the Winged People, they were true slaves. Their lives were not worth mentioning. They were spared because they still had value in their labor.
However, once they were captured, they would no longer have a chance to live. There was only one outcome for those who were captured to mine, and that was to be worked to death. There was no other choice.
Smack!
What a pity! Kneeling and begging for mercy did not earn the slightest bit of sympathy from the black-clothed men. The spiked whip landed on the person's face with a smack, splitting open his flesh. It was a miserable sight.
"Stop, you bastards!"
Roared a middle-aged man in his forties. However, his cultivation was too weak, only at the Fifth Heavenly Layer of Origin. No matter how angry he was, it was useless.
"Are you looking to die?"
One of the black-clothed men raised a whip and lashed it heavily at the black-clothed man. It was extremely fast, and the middle-aged man could not dodge in time. His chest was reduced to a bloody mess.
"Bastards, you inhumane bastards. Don't forget that you're also humans, yet you're willing to work for the Winged People and bully your own clansmen. Do you still have any conscience or dignity?"
The middle-aged man cursed in pain.
Clearly, the middle-aged man might have felt better if the ones who had imprisoned them were the Winged People.
Sadly, the ones who did not treat them as humans happened to be their own clansmen. How could this not be a tragedy?
"Conscience? Dignity? What a joke. In a place like Broken Fly Stream, conscience is a very precious thing. A wise man submits to circumstances. Entering Broken Fly Stream is our bad fate, but joining the Feathermen allows me to live well in this dangerous place. Don't talk to me about bullsh * t conscience and dignity. Living is the most important thing. The weak are prey to the strong. You guys are unlucky, so you can only be enslaved. Just accept your fate. "
Just accept your fate, "one of the black-clothed men sneered, leaving the middle-aged man speechless. The black-clothed men's words were obviously unpleasant, and even rather cruel, but every single one of them was a reality!
"Damn it."
Not far away, Fu Qing's face was filled with anger. With a wave of his arm, a sword appeared in his hand. With a roar, he took the lead and charged forward.
"Let them go."
Fu Qing roared. He had already arrived in front of the black-clothed men. His black hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked extremely domineering. Compared to his previous cowardly appearance, this aura was like the difference between heaven and earth.
Of course, Fu Qing had something to rely on. He had witnessed Long Shisan's strength with his own eyes, which was why he had the courage to be the first to challenge Long Shisan.
Otherwise, no matter how much courage he had, he wouldn't dare to stand here so arrogantly.
As the saying goes, the fox assumes the tiger's might.
"Woah, this is fresh. There are even three of them who came to us on their own accord. This time, we have completed the task beyond expectations. When we go back, we will be able to get quite a big reward."
The black-clothed man holding the whip looked at Fu Qing, then looked at Jiang Chen and Long Shisan who were continuously walking over from behind. After a moment of surprise, he smiled even more happily.
"Hmph!"
Fu Qing snorted coldly and charged over with his sword.
He did not want to waste his breath on these black-clothed men, as he knew them all too well. They were slaves who worked for the winged people. The so-called morality of the human race was nothing to them.
The only thing you could do to deal with these people was to be stronger than them and kill them.
Roar …
One of the monsters roared and swiped at Fu Qing with its sinister claws.
Spurt!
Fu Qing's furious attack had basically used all of his strength. He was extremely fast as well. The monster was already at the Seventh Heavenly Layer of the Origin realm. Although it had only recently reached the Seventh Heavenly Layer, it was still not to be underestimated.
However, Fu Qing was unable to block a single strike. He was directly cleaved in half and died on the spot.
Nearby, Jiang Chen and Long Shisan secretly nodded. Fu Qing was an impressive figure among the younger generation. At the very least, he had some ability.
"Kill him."
The peak Eighth Heavenly Layer Origin realm black-clothed leader, Leng Leng, said.
"Alright."
Three peak Seventh Heavenly Layer Origin realm black-clothed men and three monsters of the same level instantly surrounded Fu Qing.
These black-clothed men might not be as strong as Fu Qing in terms of battle prowess and talent, but they were all vicious and merciless. Moreover, they had experienced life and death situations before. In terms of battle experience, even ten Fu Qings could not compare to them.
As a result, the pressure on Fu Qing immediately increased. It was basically impossible for him to take on six of them alone.
Rumble …
The attacks of the black-clothed men were extremely brutal. Terrifying power erupted, blanketing the surroundings as it enveloped Fu Qing.
Fu Qing's expression changed slightly. He also gathered all of his strength and clashed violently with his opponent's attack.
Thud thud …
Fu Qing was no match for his opponent. He was forced back over a dozen steps as his face became extremely pale.
"Da Huang, go help him," said Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen said.
"Kaka, it's finally my turn."
Da Huang Dog cackled excitedly. Golden light shone from his head as he leapt forward, moving even faster than lightning.
Bang!
"Argh!"
Da Huang's metal head struck the chest of one of the black-clothed men. The peak Seventh Heavenly Layer Origin realm black-clothed man shrieked miserably as he was sent flying.
The black-clothed man was knocked over a dozen meters away before collapsing on the ground. There was a huge hole in his chest from which blood spurted out. He was completely motionless, completely dead.
It was too ferocious! Fu Qing was stunned once again. He initially thought that Shisan was already ferocious enough. From the beginning to the end, he did not take the big yellow dog seriously.
However, he had never expected the dog to be so ferocious.
"Where did these monsters come from?"
Fu Qing's face was filled with speechlessness. He couldn't help but look at Jiang Chen. If the man and dog around Jiang Chen were so powerful, then how strong was Jiang Chen himself? He was afraid that it was beyond his imagination.
Fu Qing was not the only one shocked. The black-clothed men who were attacking Da Huang Dog were also stunned. They looked at Da Huang Dog like they had seen a ghost.
"What kind of dog is this? Why is its head so hard? "
One of them was so shocked that he no longer dared to attack again.
"Don't just stand there. Attack! Hit me! Come at me together!"
Da Huang Dog's gaze was asking for a beating.
"Fuck!"
One of the black-clothed men resisted the urge to vomit blood. This was the first time in their lives that they had been challenged and challenged by a dog.
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