Archfiend Chapter 1413: : If you ask for a crime, you should be cut! (2)

"Who... stabbed this hornet's nest?" A sage was still angry at Xu Yangyi before, but this sentence completely defeated him. Thinking in another way, if he encounters such a thing, even the whole city can be slaughtered.

There are not many people who have the same thoughts as him. Under the tremendous pressure, the several saints stared at each other. Their eyes changed from panic, to doubt, to the final change of position. Who provoked this killer and who resisted the sword? Once the blow really falls, you don't have to think about how terrifying it is.

Xu Yangyi's voice was very calm, as if he was talking about something unrelated to him: "This door is right in front of me, so close to the holy monarch, but he was rejected."

"I'm standing here now, I only want one idea to be clear. So, I only have one request."

He took a deep breath, and Chunlei's tongue blossomed: "Bring out the two **** of Venerable Withered and Song Yinfeng to this holy monarch!!"

Swipe! As the words fell, all the monks raised their heads desperately, staring at Xu Yangyi dumbfounded, unable to conceal the shock on their faces. In the next second, shocked gasps resounded across the sky.

"Second Young Master Song?!" "Second Young Master Song did it? This...isn't it possible?" "He...is going to let the Song family squeeze out in front of the towering city, the land of Longxing of the Song family Second Young Master Song?" "This...is too domineering?"

"You have five minutes to think about it." Xu Yang had never heard of it, so he didn't release his spiritual power. However, no one dared to ignore the dark whirlpool.

"How is it possible!" Above the city gate, the conference hall, here also knelt down because of the majestic coercion, the two monks wearing the four sword Guanri family crest suddenly raised their heads and could no longer hold their hearts. Frightened, exclaimed.

Upstairs, the rows of low-ranking monks from the Song family who looked like a torrent of steel all opened their mouths wide, unable to believe their ears.

This sentence blasted the crowd like thunder, and their eyes went black when it blasted. Second Young Master Song privately dispatched the treasurer? And not killed yet? The other party is back?

In the chamber of discussion, a Yuanying's eyes were black, and he fainted suddenly.

The other monks of the Song family looked at the front with almost lost eyes. Suddenly, a Yuan Ying touched the ground sadly with his forehead: "Second Young Master...you are confused!!"

"Cut weeds and roots! How can you get this kind of enemy!"

"The dignified Song family, now you have been accused by a younger generation in the towering city, your sin is serious!!"

"What's the use of crying!!" The monk beside him lifted his body with all his strength, his forehead violently jumped: "Inform the elder right away! Let's... let's hold him temporarily! Wait for the elder to decide!"

There is no need for them to say. The paper cranes have long been flying to the towering city, no one knows the corners, and they are crazily intertwined with tangled, remorse, resentment, and unwilling consciousness. The major real power factions of the Song family are gnawing their teeth and making decisions quickly.

"The family that has not been easy for ten thousand years has never been bullied to this level!" A middle-aged man roared hoarsely in the intertwined spirit network with a thunderous burst of shouts: "Send out palm treasure So! Destroy this humble monk! Destroy him! Tell everyone who is the boss of Kunlun Ruins!"

"Are you crazy! More than twenty palm treasures make you think you can beat the five five kings and two queens?! Others still have a single strike in your hand! These are all provokes by your idiots with jade veins Good thing!"

The other voice was trembling because of excessive anger: "Okay...very good! For thousands of years, the younger generations dare to point at the towering city! The Song family is forcing the Song family at the door of my inherited family. ! Or hand over to the next generation of Patriarch! Under the attention of everyone! Who gave him the courage?!"

"The old man wants to see, he dare not move a vellus hair in the towering city in five minutes!" "Fool! Do you think he dare not move? I tell you, dare! He must dare! Five minutes without answer , You just watch the mountain guarding array hole open!" "Why? Can't bear Song Yinfeng? Then you are willing to buy the towering city worth trillions of spirit jade?! Who dares to use the towering city to risk? Stand up!"

"Damn...Song Yinfeng this idiot! How did I choose him! How could I provoke such a terrifying monk! Didn't he inquire about the opponent's strength in advance!" "Stupid! This move is simply Put the Song family in a dilemma! Can't he look at the object when he provokes people! He really thinks the Song family is omnipotent in the seven realms?! Extremely stupid!!!"

"What's the use of saying this now!!" Another woman's voice grinned: "Hand in, or not! Only five minutes! It is the reputation of the Song family! What is the benefit of arguing!"

One sentence, no one answered instantly.

Hand in?

It is impossible. This is no longer a slapstick face, but shaved off the face of the Song family. As long as the Song family dares to make a relationship, his rating will definitely drop next time, and there will be no face to talk about the handed down family.

No?

The five great demon kings are pressing on the battlefield, their single-handed spiritual power is pressed and not sent, and the rear is too early to look forward to, and it is the towering city that is difficult to get under the tiger!

Compared with the value of the towering city, handing over someone is the best choice, but...that is to hand over your next Patriarch yourself! How to do it!

"Enough." At this moment, an old voice sounded, and all the surrounding voices fell silent: "Old man...will give him an answer himself."

"Now, let the Song family monk at the door hold him, and never let him do anything to the towering city."

After a pause, there was a clucking sound of teeth in the Godsense Network: "This face...the Song family can't afford to lose it!"

"Keep the towering city anyway!"

Outside the mountain guarding formation, time passed by like this one minute after another. A few minutes later, Xu Yangyi finally raised his eyes, everyone's eyes brightened, but the other side spoke, it was the cold that sent them into hell.

"Ten."

Only ten seconds left?

How can it be so fast!

The hearts of everyone in all directions jumped wildly, only ten seconds left...only the last ten seconds! Where is the Song family? Where is the Patriarch of each vein? Where is the elder? Where is the Supreme Elder? Why is one missing?

Ten seconds not, he...does he really dare to do something to the towering city? Do you really dare to carve this pen in history?

The heart beats wildly, like beating a drum, countless people breathe quickly, gritted their teeth and watched an unprecedented scene in the history of this towering city. I was sweating all over.

"Nine."

"Dao, Fellow Dao..." The voiceless voice sounded again, and a Yin Zun who was a great saint and Dzogchen finally couldn't help it. He raised his head with all his strength and said hoarsely: "This matter is big... Please take your time..."

"The matter is big?" Before he finished speaking, Xu Yangyi's sneer voice resounded across the sky, and suddenly raised his voice: "This holy monarch is about to die in front of the battle, hundreds of thousands of people are watching! What happened then? Don’t say it’s a big deal!"

"Song Yinfeng dispatched the ambassador to kill the heroes with private grievances, why not say that this is a big deal!"

He calmly looked at the three big characters of the towering city: "Pay, or not."

"Eight!"

"Seven!"

"Six!"

"My lord!!" The door of the Chamber of Deputies suddenly opened, and an embarrassed figure of Yuan Ying rushed out, hoarse and suddenly kowtow, banging, "My lord, be merciful! The younger Song family is the elder of the permanent character!" As long as the adults raise their hands high, the Song family will definitely give back!"

Xu Yangyi paused, and spoke without emotion: "Five."

"Four!"

"My lord! My lord, think twice!" This time, several people climbed out under the pressure of horror, and desperately kowtow: "There must be some misunderstanding! There must be some! The Song family is willing to end this with the utmost sincerity. Matter!"

"Three."

"My lord, stop! The second son of Song can't die! He, he is the next generation of Patriarch!" "Yes! Your lord, you are also in Kunlun Market. In the future, everyone will help each other. The Song family will definitely deal with this matter seriously!" "My lord, second son Song can't die!" "I think twice! Don't be impulsive!"

End?

Xu Yangyi sneered, cutting the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blew again.

"Two."

"My lord! 10 billion spirit jade!!" A Song family elder is completely crazy, everyone can see that the other party really wants to do it, really wants to do it!

He wriggled like a worm, screaming hoarsely: "As long as you let the second son and a horse! I'll wait for the grass to give back!"

"A 10,000 catties of top-notch heaven and earth treasures!" "A star dome main city! The Song family is responsible for the construction! As long as you specify the location! No less than one percent of the towering city!"

The monks in all directions just felt suffocated.

The Song family... the towering Song family... even if Yuan Ying came out, her nose was higher than the sky, and now she begged like a bug. Not to mention that there is no one in the future, Ben Lei is simply unprecedented.

"Heaven..." A Yuan Ying leader shuddered and closed his eyes. In this inexplicable terror, there was a vague longing, and he trembled: "This kind of monk... is almost unheard of... "

"One." Xu Yangyi finished the word without wavering, and suddenly smiled: "Can't he die?"

The tearful Song family elder raised his swollen forehead~IndoMTL.com~ and nodded with hopeful eyes.

Xu Yang Yiyun said calmly: "That saint king will die?"

As soon as the voice fell, demonic energy rose to the sky in everyone's dull eyes, and the whirlpool suddenly expanded to three kilometers, a white finger carrying the monstrous demonic energy slowly stretched out from it.

The fingers are covered with pitch-black talisman, obviously just a finger, but it seems to be facing a star, with the oppressive force of suffocation sweeping millions of meters. Click on the volley.

The devil pointed.

At this moment, at the end of the Nine-Nine Profound Yellow Array, hundreds of invisible black spots appeared in the sky. Before people arrived, the sound came first, and the terrified sound cut through the sky, and some even broke the sound. Rush here.

"No!!!" "Stop it!!" "Sage Benlei, what are you going to do?!" "Friend Benlei! Everything is good for discussion! Don't be impulsive!" "Stop...Stop! Everything Good to say!"

Among them, Guanghua was the fastest at eleven points, almost trying his best. His figure pulled out traces of flames in the void, leading far ahead, passing 10,000 meters in a flash. Without concealing his imaginary spiritual power, he yelled for the first woman in a palace costume and spread Baili: "Bring the dead! The little friends are merciful!"

"Zi..." Above the sky, there was a chilling voice. The scene was too big, they couldn't even think, they could only accept it passively, and now... Song Jia is subdued?

The handed down family, for the first time in history, chose to compromise under threats.

The Song family is scared. This family that has been handed down for thousands of years is really scared when the towering city is really threatened.

But...is just being afraid enough?

If fear can solve the problem, if confession can be exchanged for sin, what is the use of punishment? nt

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