Archfiend Chapter 1415: : If you ask for a crime, you should be cut! (4)
At the gate of the city, the scenery is like an extinction, and it is like the birth of a new world.
The beauty of the beauty is mixed with heart-shattering destruction, and all the emptiness hums together, exploding thousands of meters. The other low-level monks were all crawling on the ground in the world-destroying scene, which was out of instinctive awe.
The brilliance is getting more and more prosperous, and at this moment, an old voice resounds abruptly through the void: "Friends of Taoism, it's passed."
Swipe...a verdant pine, completely composed of aura, as if the stars are shaking, and the moon is covered. From the top of the Vermillion Bird Tower, the sky is instantly covered, green and green, green leaves are shaking, and the sky is full of stars. The crown of the tree gently supported. The unbridled finger finally stopped.
The pressure on the scene lightened, and the faces of many low-level monks below were already showing ecstasy.
The boss will do it himself!
However, they didn't see that Tai Xu and the faces of Zunsheng were already cold.
Just shot...
In the face of the great sage who can tear through the nine-nine mysterious yellow formation, with a distance of tens of thousands of miles, the old sage who respects himself as a **** didn't even fight back?
This is a self-confession of inferior skills.
"Little friend, stop." The old man's voice sounded again, Xu Yangyi finally stopped infusing spiritual power, but did not answer.
"This sage already understands what happened. Ben Lei... This sage has some impression of you. Just now, the Song family also made a decision."
Did the Song family make a decision?
The sky is quiet, and the eyes are constantly changing between Xu Yangyi and the towering city with fiery heartbeats. The old man came out in person, did he make peace? It must be... After all, this is a towering city, and that person is the Young Master of the Song Family... Even the Taichu Legion in the distance watched with interest this scene that was engraved into history.
Suzaku went silent upstairs, and then spoke again after a few seconds: "Song Yinfeng shot her selfishly, chasing the little friend all the way to this point, and blocking the little friend out of the city, he is unintentional and moral. Pardon."
The strong wind swept across the city’s dragon banner, and the voice of the old man was very calm: "So, the current Patriarch of the Song family has ordered..."
"Song Yinfeng, the rebel of the Song family, is in the Vermillion Bird Tower! All involved, I will not forgive!"
The sound is like Huang Zhongda Lu, spread across the entire towering city.
At this second, the towering city is deadly silent.
Countless monks opened their mouths and gasped, and their eyes were full of Venus. They understood every word of this sentence, but they were connected like Mars hitting the earth, and they were completely blank.
In the next second, a low-pitched cold breath sounded, and then an unbelievable muttering to himself. In less than three seconds, the entire towering city formed a vast ocean, sweeping the sky!
"Why... The Song family... The Song family's clothes are soft!?" "No, isn't the Great Sage saying peace? Why is the first sentence the conclusion of the golden coffin?" "Oh my God ...In front of the towering city, the Song family bowed their heads to the single monk...This scene has never happened in tens of thousands of years!" "Before the land of Longxing, cut down a Patriarch...My God...this...this is terrible! "
This is completely different from what they guessed!
"The Dao Ancestor is on..." A Yuan Ying cultivator trembled and murmured hoarsely: "Something really happened..."
The monk beside him opened his mouth wide, his eyes were blank, and the stormy waves in his heart: "This is the Song family... the upper Song family! This... this has never happened since the establishment of the Seven Realms!" /
The countless seniors of the Song family who were staying in the mansion had pale faces, biting their lips, and resisting the desire to rush out frantically.
The situation is better than people.
The Song family, who has never bowed their heads, can now only shrink within their own range, quietly licking the wound, and concealing the humiliation.
The words "Song Family", "Song Yinfeng", and "Ben Lei" outside were piercing their nerves like needles. At first they were tides, but now they have turned into tsunamis! The name of the Song family resounded through the towering city again, but in such a shameful way! They want to go crazy, want to roar, want to rush out and fight to death, but they can't do it at all, they can only grit their teeth and struggle in the mansion.
At this moment, a small teleportation circle on the tower suddenly burst into golden light, and a few seconds later, a figure with white hair appeared there.
The same four sword Guanri family crest, wearing a black robe, almost no one recognized him at the scene, but the moment the withered Venerable who was tied back saw the old man, he struggling abruptly, whining. More than that, the drowning man saw the look of driftwood.
However, the other person's gaze only glanced at him lightly, without a trace.
The old man was holding a large box in his hand, and his voice was very calm: "Friend Ben Lei, I met for the first time, but I didn't expect this to be the case. It's really regrettable."
Xu Yangyi finally raised his eyebrows: "A fellow Taoist?"
The hustle and bustle of the whole city is boiling. At this moment, the gate of the city is completely silent. He is like a star that has attracted much attention, every move, every word is with strange magic. Inspire thousands of light.
There was a smile on the old man’s face: "The old man has been honored as the head of the Song family for hundreds of years, and he has lived in the simplest form. It is normal for fellow Taoists to have never heard of it.
On the scene that was just calm, there was another exclamation of incomparable emotion. After the conclusion of this matter, it is not counted. The Song family contemporary Patriarch personally come forward?
The old man had never heard of it, and his expression remained unchanged: "This matter is that Song Yinfeng did something wrong. The Song family has already severely punished him. The old man really doesn't know the details, and the relevant people will deal with it. In the future, I hope to make peace. Daoists watch and help each other."
"Of course." Xu Yangyi nodded. If the Song family does not come to provoke him, he will naturally not provoke him. The other party asked for this answer, and when asked vaguely, he also gave the other party a clear answer.
Don't mess with me, everyone does not offend the river, this matter has been exposed.
"Very good." The old man sighed silently and raised the wooden box in his hand: "Song Yinfeng's head is here."
Boom... The wooden box, like a meteor, fell straight in front of Xu Yangyi.
He stepped forward blankly, staring at countless eyes around him. Watching his hand slowly open the wooden box, and watching Song Yinfeng's unsatisfied head inside, a piece of "he..." like a low tsunami, Wuming sighed, the tide ebb and flow.
Can't express how they want to be.
Second Young Master Song...A few hours ago, the towering city marshal, the next Song Family Patriarch, the genius monk with fresh clothes and angry horses, just like that... Was he forced to death alive?
Really dead?
The Song family... really in front of the towering city, killed the second son of Song, the strong man broke his wrist, abandoned the next Patriarch, and calmed down the thunderous anger of the Holy King Ben Lei?
All kinds of complex emotions intersect, and in the end, a strange sense of longing arises unexpectedly.
Who doesn't envy the five kings and two queens, as long as the monks are saying nothing? Who doesn't envy the words of the two great sages as the law of the world?
However, dreams are just dreams, and they have not even thought of realizing this scene. But today, here, in front of the towering city tower, when this scene appeared in front of him alive and appeared to other monks. This is just like the morning breeze that has awakened the fog of the picture in their hearts.
It turns out...today's forbearance and hard cultivation are just for the sake of that if I am the Qing emperor in the future, the peach blossoms will bloom together.
The combination of reality and dream is so clear and wild. Most of the monks in the lower four realms lowered their heads silently, their hearts beating fiercely, and secretly engraved this figure in their hearts with burning eyes, never forgetting .
Xu Yangyi didn't care about these gazes. He just looked at the head in the box calmly. Those eyes looked straight at Xu Yangyi, as if to pull his soul into **** together. He was obviously a dead man, but he could see all the expressions of unwillingness and resentment.
Not reconciled to your future glorious future being cut to dust?
Can the monk who resented a second-class sect force the Song family to abandon the car to protect the handsome?
No one knows now.
"When you did it to me, did you ever think about today?" After a long time, Xu Yangyi spoke calmly, and the spiritual energy in his hand burst out, and the famous Second Young Master Song, the last wreckage suddenly turned into ashes.
After that, he looked at the Withered Venerable, who was kneeling in front of the gate, tied his hands, and had red eyes.
As everyone’s attention slowly approached, the sound of solid footsteps became the only sound here. He walked on the ground, but the sea of monks above his head in the sky automatically gave way, like Moses’ water-dividing stick, Wanxiu pilgrimage.
Shu...Walking to the gate of the city, he slowly pulled out a sword from the storage ring, and the autumn water lingered, reflecting his calm expression like a lake.
He said lightly: "Do you regret it?"
"Ugh! Ugh!!!" Venerable Withered looked like he was about to eat people, staring at him, as if to rush up to bite his throat. While struggling, he suddenly broke free from the cloth strip in his mouth, and he screamed like crazy: "Ben Lei!! You can't die!! You dare to do something to the Song family! I am waiting for you below!"
Xu Yangyi ignored him~IndoMTL.com~ The left hand gently wiped the blade of the sword, letting the mad and desperate cry of Venerable Withered cross the space, heart-piercing.
Seeing his look, Venerable Withered was completely crazy. He opened his mouth wide, tears streaming down the ground, squirming like a snake on the ground, weeping and screaming: "God... why don't you open your eyes! You can keep this kind of demon in the Seven Realms! Yu'er... You are so wronged to die! The sky has eyes, let's smash this **** to death!!"
The wind took away his wailing, and it drew the eyes of too many people. The supreme saint who usually stands aloft at this moment, like a wild dog, knelt in front of the towering city and wailed. The monk of the Song family kneeled in front of the Longxing land of the Song family, waiting for the execution by a foreigner named Yang Sheng.
"Is the performance finished?" Xu Yangyi gently blew the sword body, as if he felt his killing intent, the sword body buzzed, and then he backhanded a sword, white light shining, and tens of thousands of peach blossoms.
"Then go to death."
Swipe! Bloodstains rushed into the sky, and the headless corpse convulsed several times, and fell to the bottom of the huge tower of the towering city with a plop, leaving an inconspicuous red spot.
When a sword fell, a refreshing feeling rushed into my heart, like a cloud and seeing the sun, and an understanding of thought. He slowly looked around, no monk dared to look at him on the tower or in the sky.
The aura of one person overwhelmed thousands of people.
"Don't mess with me." His voice was calm, calm and cold, as if to speak to Venerable Withered, but like Huang Zhong Dalu, it sounded in everyone's hearts.
No...All the monks have cold sweats on their foreheads. Starting today, the famous general of Ben Lei resounds through the seven realms. No one dares, and no one wants to provoke this killing god.
Otherwise, the Song family today will be their result tomorrow! nt
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