Chapter 1667

The flint burned more and more under the high platform, ran up quickly, and gradually submerged the girl's body.

A drop of spark began to splash on the girl. The huge physical pain brought by this flint made her scream: "ah!"

Looking at the ferocious faces, looking at the familiar faces becoming so strange, the girl's has been completely desperate,

"Why, why, I just want to know God more truly." the girl said sadly.

"OK, burn him."

"Well done."

"Burn the traitor."

The crowd shouted excitedly and waved their fists.

The flames ran high and completely shrouded the girl's body.

Then suddenly, the flame under the high platform seemed to be attracted by something, turned into a fire snake and flew towards the crowd.

The speed of the fire snake was not fast. The people on the track dodged left and right quickly and flashed a channel for the fire snake to fly. At the same time, people looked along the flying direction, but at the end of the channel, a young man put his right hand finger in front of his chest, sucked all the flames into his fingers and disappeared.

"What's going on? Who's this?"

Suddenly, an old man jumped onto the platform and shouted at Song Fei: "interfere with the criminal law of the traitor. This must also be a traitor."

In a word, people's spearhead instantly pointed to Song Fei at the end of the channel.

Song Fei smiled with an indifferent attitude. Anyway, Su cancan said he wouldn't kill himself for the time being. These farces can't get into the eyes of their big people.

On the high platform, the girl who had closed her eyes and waited for death suddenly opened her eyes. In her sight, the last flame flew from the high platform into Song Fei's fingers.

"Traitor?" the girl whispered, "why save me."

Girls used to hate traitors very much, but now they don't seem to hate them so much. It turns out that traitors are very different from what they think.

"He is a traitor to God. Kill him." suddenly someone shouted in the crowd. The angry crowd rushed to Song Fei.

The corners of Song Fei's mouth playfully stirred up, showing a trace of indifferent smile. Looking at the crowd rushing like the tide, he whispered: "I'm holding my breath. I really want to thank you."

At the next moment, Song Fei did not retreat but entered the crowd like a whirlwind.

The man who rushed to the front punched Song Fei's face hard. Song Fei grabbed his arm like lightning, and then squeezed it gently. A scream like killing a pig sounded. The man squatted on the ground with his right arm with a comminuted fracture in his left hand. Then, the scream was drowned by the crowd.

A foot kicked Song Fei. Song Fei was faster than him. He lifted his foot a little and broke his knee bone. Then he lifted him to the crowd. In the process of flying upside down, he shed a big mouth of blood in the air.

A pair of fists came and was easily dissolved by Song Fei. Song Fei's shot was very heavy. Under his counterattack, minor injuries were the best result.

Soon, few people stood around Song Fei, all lying on the ground, holding a part of his body and wailing.

On the high platform, the old man blew his beard and stared, as if his lungs were blown up. He snapped: "kill this traitor. I am responsible for all the consequences and kill him with divine power."

"Sword of evil god!" suddenly everyone reacted, and a pious expression appeared on everyone's face. Divine power began to gather in their hands, and more and more divine power gathered. A huge sword of evil god soon appeared above Song Fei's sky and fell towards him.

"Kill the traitor!" everyone shouted excitedly after casting the sword of evil god.

Song Fei's hand suddenly burst into a purple flame. Then the flame was thrown out by him towards the evil god's sword, and the flame fiercely jumped at the fallen evil god's sword. After the flame dissipated, the evil god's sword gathered by the strength of all people disappeared.

Song Fei laughed loudly and said, "your strength is very weak. It seems that you are not pious enough to evil gods."

"Kill you!" Song Fei found that a man lying at his feet suddenly jumped up and stabbed himself in the throat with a white bone dagger.

"Bang!" Song Fei kicked him out and kicked him away.

"Kill!" people from the outside came again and continued to use the magic of evil gods to hit song Fei.

Lying on the ground, the person who was seriously injured turned out to be crazy and attacked Song Fei again.

The flame in Song Fei's hand extended and turned into a long whip of flame. The long whip of flame swept the nearby people out. Then every time it was photographed, hundreds of people were photographed and flew, one by one seriously injured by the burning purple flame.

After a few whips, Song Fei was empty again.

The old man on the high platform looked at the people flying upside down one after another, pointed to Song Fei and roared: "it's against, it's really against. This traitor dares to commit murder in the street. You can't escape the pain of burning fire."

Song Fei made a slight move, jumped to the old man on the high platform, and said faintly: "the flame burns the body, isn't it like this?"

After saying that, the purple flame on Song Fei suddenly surged up and wrapped his whole body, making the old man subconsciously step back for several steps.

The old man said angrily, "you dare to threaten me. Do you know who I am?"

"I'm not interested to know." Song Fei kicked him in the chest and kicked him away. Then he slowly came to the front of the girl and stared at her.

Song Fei said softly, "do you want me to save you? If I save you, you will never be able to get rid of the identity of a traitor." since she is a member of the evil sect, if the girl still firmly believes in the evil god and thinks about what she would rather die than be a traitor, Song Fei immediately turned and left.

After too much experience, Song Fei won't have extra compassion. There are too many poor people in the three realms, and he can't save them. Today, he just met and moved his compassion a little.

The girl who was full of doubts suddenly smiled: "I am already a traitor. If I don't go with you, I will be burned."

"When people die, they will return to the embrace of evil gods." Song Fei said faintly.

The girl was a little silent, then a trace of firmness appeared on her face and said, "please take me away, I can be your maid."

After hearing this sentence, Song Fei knew that the girl in front of her had abandoned her belief in evil gods, or her previous belief was not firm.

The rope that tied the girl suddenly spontaneously ignited, but the flame did not hurt the girl at all. In an instant, the rope disappeared and even dust was not left.

"Let's go!" Song Fei turned around.

"Kill them." the crowd continued, and these fanatical believers did not know what fear and retreat were.

"Follow me," Song Fei whispered, then strode towards the crowd.

Whip by whip, whether it was the power of evil gods in the sky or the people rushing up, they were hit by the flame whip in Song Fei's hand.