A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 822: Seize power

The crowd was echoing Tian Ziming's words, and Kiba was among the cultivators, and he seemed so uncomfortable.

Xiaoshuai gritted his teeth and said: "It's the offal of the Tianxingmen, Kiyu, let's kill him!"

Kiyu glanced indifferently at Tian Ziming, who was facing the old city lord in the sky, and shook his head: "I will not be merciful to kill him, but what can I do if I kill him? Kill him, these cultivators dare to go. Facing Eumon?"

They dare not, because they are afraid of the Eumon demons.

"Killing him, at least it will make me feel relieved." Xiaoshuai waved his small fist twice.

Kiha put his hand on Xiaoshuai's shoulder: "You are right, I will consider it."

But he still has more important things to consider. It is very likely that the Demon Yumeng came to trouble him because he discovered that he had come to this city. Dongsha City was also in this situation because of him. His responsibility, he doesn't like to avoid responsibility.

The people in the sky are still confronting each other, and Tian Ziming's words have won the support of most cultivators.

The Old City Lord said in a deep voice: "Everyone must now choose to believe in the senior man who crossed the catastrophe period. We don't need that senior to lead us to defeat the Youmon Demon Clan. We only need to insist on two things under his leadership. God, I believe that reinforcements from other cities and sects will definitely come over to relieve the siege!"

"My Lord City Lord, tell everyone, when will the reinforcements of our human race arrive? Have you sent someone to inform others?" Tian Ziming asked loudly.

Everyone looked at He Jinglong, and it was very urgent about the reinforcement of the human race. If that mysterious person can't find out, then they must rely on the cultivators of other cities to come and assist, and the Eight Sects also need to send masters who cross the catastrophe period to come, otherwise Dongsha City has no hope at all!

He Jinglong looked at Tian Ziming with a flash of anger in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment, and said: "I have notified the other city lord of the news, and the reinforcements of the human race will be here soon!"

"My lord, don’t deceive yourself. Yesterday, the Youmen demons came on suddenly, without any precautions, and then blocked Dongsha City. Now, let alone people, even a fly can’t fly out, City Lord Sir, can you explain, what did you rely on to inform the other city lord?" Tian Ziming snorted coldly.

"My Lord Santo, is this true? The news did not spread?"

"That means no reinforcements will come to rescue us?"

There was another commotion in the street, and everyone looked at He Jinglong in amazement, waiting for his response.

He Jinglong glared at Tian Ziming. Tian Ziming has been tearing down his stage. He has been tolerating. His own face is not a big deal, but what Tian Ziming said will only lead things to worse. situation.

"Heaven is self-ming, please pay attention to the way you speak! It is impossible for other cities not to notice such a big thing!" He Jinglong scolded.

At the time of the enemy, he lied to tell all the cultivators that there were reinforcements, originally to boost morale, so that everyone would not be too desperate. He thought that even if the Human Race had no reinforcements, as long as the mysterious senior yesterday stood up, things would definitely turn around.

However, I didn't expect that Tian Ziming, this idiot, would sing the opposite of him at this time, and because the other party was an elder of the Sky Star Gate, what he said was even more convincing than the injured him now.

Tian Ziming ignored He Jinglong at all, and still said in his own way: "I think it is necessary for everyone to know the truth and make the most correct judgment. Since the news cannot be spread, then we should look for opportunities Bao. If the reinforcements cannot be made within three days, we have to wait for death. Now everyone agrees to find out the man yesterday and let him go out to face the Demon Yumon by himself. Only then can the rest of us survive! I I hope you don’t want to be alone!"

"Asshole, in my city, it's not your turn to tell me!" He Jinglong shouted, "Handing over him is tantamount to compromising with the Demon Yumon. When will our humans be so spineless Is the matter coming? You know, our human race and the Eumon demon race are endlessly dying. There is no such thing as a compromise!"

"My lord of the city, those who know the current affairs are brilliant. The Demon Jumon is coming so fiercely, we can’t stop it. We can save the entire city by sacrificing one person without worrying about leaving the green hills. It's the point." Tian Ziming said unwillingly.

He Jinglong was extremely angry: "Tian Ziming, what's in your mind? Could it be that if you hand over that person, the Demon Youmen will let us go? Do you think the Demon Youmen will keep promises? If the Demon Youmen really let Dongsha City go, then you are wrong!"

"If you don't try it, how can we know that we have reached an agreement with the Yomon Mozu for the time being. As long as we hand over that person, I don't think they will disagree."

"Agreement with Youmen Demon Race?" He Jinglong held his hands on his chest, and was furious with this spineless words, "Heaven is self-evident, you must pay attention to your identity, we are humans, we have no peace It’s said that the Yomon Demon Clan reached an agreement! Now that the enemy is now, that mysterious talent is ours to rely on. If he angers him and arouses his disgust, who do we rely on to deal with the Yomon Demon Clan?"

"Lord City Lord, it seems that you are seriously injured and confused. You have no words and tasks. What we need is someone who can save Dongsha City to be the city lord, not a person who can only follow the rules to lead us. I now doubt whether you are in collusion with the Youmen Demon Race, I don't think you are qualified to be the Lord of the City!" Tian Ziming's eyes were cold.

"You--" He Jinglong was furious. Although he was not from the Eight Schools, his majesty was not something that God could provoke.

It's just that Tian Ziming was right at least one thing. Today's He Jinglong has been seriously injured, and I am afraid that even ordinary cultivators of the combined one can beat him, let alone Tian Ziming.

"Yes, I think we need someone with a more reliable cultivation level to be our leader at this time."

"We think Elder Tian Ziming is a very good candidate."

"Yes, Tian Ziming is the elder of Tianxingmen. Leading us now is the most correct choice!"

The people below responded one after another. Everyone has recognized Tian Ziming's words and Tian Ziming's identity, so the voice of Tian Ziming as the city lord became the highest.

Two cultivators of the Integral Stage appeared in the air, one was Zhuang Hong from the Xuanlingmen, and the other was Leng Qiufeng from the Gushamen. Neither of them met the Youmen Demon Clan yesterday. Any thoughts that want to challenge.

The appearance of the two of them calmed the crowd again, because the two of them are also elders of the Eight Sects, and their status and cultivation are not to be underestimated.

Zhuang Hongchao, the old city lord He Jinglong, arched his hand and said: "Friend He Dao, you were injured too badly yesterday, and you don’t need to worry about the next thing. You can recover from your wounds and leave the affairs of Dongsha City to us. It's good for people to handle it."

Leng Qiufeng also nodded: "Yes, I agree that Xiu is now the tallest fellow Tianziming Taoist temporarily acting as the city lord!"

Tian Ziming of the Tianxingmen, Zhuang Hong of the Xuanlingmen, and the cold autumn wind of the Gushamen. If the old city lord He Jinglong of the Ninth Heavenly Formation Stage was not injured, they would not dare to take the city so blatantly. But now that everyone's hope is over, they have won the support of all the practitioners!

"Old City Lord, offended, I am thinking of the whole Dongsha City!" Tian Ziming sneered.

"What do you want to do!" City lord He Jinglong was furious. After the injuries in his body were dragged, blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth again.

"I want your city lord seal!" Tian Ziming took a step forward!

"You!" The old city lord spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was almost unsteady.

"Old City Lord, you should obey the public opinion and hand it over!" Leng Qiufeng said.

"Yes, hand in the seal of the city lord, we don't want to do it to you!" Zhuang Hong said solemnly.

"Hand over the Lord's Seal!"

"You are not worthy of being our lord!"

"Hand over!"

All the cultivators have already screamed in indignation, accusing He Jinglong and forcing He Jinglong to hand over the seal of the city lord who can communicate with the defensive formation.

Looking at the cultivator below, the old city lord suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed: "Oh! How come the realm of cultivation has become like this! People's hearts are not ancient!"

I think at the beginning, in order to kill the Yomon Demon Race, the cultivator could go forward and fight bloody, never backing down, but now the new generation of cultivators has lost the blood that the ancestors should have, and even wanted to compromise!

"Never mind! Never mind!"

He shook his head, then stretched out his hand tremblingly, a palm-sized Fangzheng seal appeared in his hand. The whole body of this big seal was given a golden array pattern. With its appearance, the entire guard array also gave a slight tremor. Everyone could sense the changes in the guard array, because the guard array regarded them as Base.

The old city lord looked at the statue of Jianyingchenfeng at the gate of the city in the distance, and said sadly: "If you do this, you will only insult the ancestors in the cultivation world, and betray Master Jianyingchenfeng!"

He can no longer keep the seal of the city lord. In the realm of cultivation, where the cultivation is the supreme, he cannot resist now that he is seriously injured. If people who are greedy for life and fear of death want him to step down, he must step down.

"You don't need to worry about this! The true **** wants to save the lives of all the cultivators in the city." Tian Ziming sneered and took the seal of the city lord!

The old city lord closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly landed on the steps outside the city lord's mansion, his body could no longer hold on, he staggered two steps, and almost fell.

But one hand supported him.

"Old gentleman~IndoMTL.com~Be careful." Kiha said softly.

He Jinglong looked up at Mu Yu and shook his head slightly: "Oh!"

Mu Yu looked at the old city lord, and he was deeply admired by what the old city lord did. He could have stopped all this, he could directly help the Old City Lord and kill Tian Ziming.

But he didn't do this, because when he shot, everyone would resent him even if they didn't dare to speak anymore. These people have no fighting spirit in front of the Yumon Demon. What if he shows up? It is impossible for him to lead a group of cultivators who are greedy for life and fear of death to fight against the Demon Jumon, nor can the Old City Lord.

"Sir, do you have a family?"

For such a **** old man, his offspring should also be bloody. Kiba does not want his offspring to be pointed out by thousands of people.

But the old city lord shook his head: "I am alone, my wife died young, and my two sons were killed by the Eumon when they went to the mountain some time ago to inquire about the Eumon demon."

Sorrow crossed his eyes. (https://)