As soon as he spoke, the shouts of the people beside him immediately stopped, and the expression of contemplation and listening was revealed on his face, just like the appearance of a courtier after hearing the king's speech.

This alone makes everyone know how high the prestige of his big dream brother is, and even the true master has to be careful in front of him, and he does not dare to trickle down.

Zhang Xiaoke's gloomy face also slightly exposed a different color, as if he did not speculate that Zhang Xuanduyi suddenly asked his name today, and indirectly borrowed him a fence.

"Brother Ye Xiao, Brother Da Meng is the head of all our masters, and the mana martial artist is the most powerful true legend, you must not be temporarily angry to blame him, otherwise even Sister Meng Yao Meng will not be able to protect you!" Bai Fan after his death, afraid that he would not know Zhang Xuandu's sharpness, quickly reached out and pulled the corner of his clothes and prompted.

After she continued to follow Zhang Xiaoke's death, Zhang Xiaoke's every move before couldn't hide from her, and her heart had already been mentioned in her throat because of Zhang Xiaoke's previous "outstanding" actions.

When Uncle Zhenchuan said the words to kill him on the stage, her heart throbbed, as if she was going to die.

Today, it is true that he refuses to see Zhang Xiaoke blame Zhang Xuandu again because of his "temporary spirit".

The truth is in her heart, Zhang Xiaoke's previous self-destruction of the work of "Jiuyang Emperor Zun Mountain" used to be greatly blamed for this big dream brother, if she is continuously blamed for this big dream brother of all the uncles today, then she is invited to "Meng Yao Big Dream Sister" and may be able to save Zhang Xiaoke's life.

And when she spoke, the eyes of all the people on the field, because of Zhang Xuandu's words, were all invested in Zhang Xiaoke.

Everyone wants to see what kind of place this outer gate master who has only cultivated to the point of the nine gods in the flesh is worthy of the attention of a strong man like Zhang Xuandu.

And Zhang Xiaoke didn't let them down.

Faced with Zhang Xuandu's sudden question, he just had a different color on his face, and then he arched his hand slightly again: "It's Brother Meng!"

"Where did that superb Horcrux flying sword come from? and the flying cloud robe you wore inside was obtained by killing a spirit demon in the past, so why would it be on you?"

After Zhang Xuandu's eyes fell on Zhang Xiaoke, he seemed to have a pair of see-through eyes, and instantly looked at all the treasures on his body except for the "rate Fang Su", and said one by one.

It's just that I don't know why he didn't bring up the matter of "Jiuyang Emperor Zun Mountain", probably saying that he once learned about Zhang Xiaoke's work of blowing up this treasure to save people from another channel, such as those heavenly spirits.

"Is it here after all?" Zhang Xiaoke's heart tightened, knowing that the work he had been worrying about for a long time had finally arrived.

But he had a premonition about the arrival of this moment, and quickly calmed down the turbulent state of mind, and replied without arrogance or impatience: "These are all from the sunset canyon and his party, which were snare from the red desire demon god Qing Hongyu. ”

"You have a lot of guts, and you dare to talk nonsense with your eyes open in front of this seat, this Jiang Bai Sword and Feiyun Robe are all the portable magic weapons of Heizi Mengdi, you stole Ma Mengdi's magic weapons, not to mention, but also said that these were snatched from the hands of the Saron Demon God, are you trying to slander Ma Mengdi for colluding with the Saron Demon God? Or that you spontaneously have Leng Qinglan Mengmei to protect you, you can do whatever you want in the door, and reverse black and white!"

Zhang Xuandu's eyes instantly became extremely cold, and the cold and murderous aura in his words stabbed the door so that the people in the audience were full of coldness, goosebumps rose, and they lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at his face again.

This is Zhang Xuandu's strictness, and it is the strictness cultivated by the big dream brother, who will always bear the head of hundreds of thousands of uncles!

As soon as he spoke, no one dared to stare at him, let alone interject.

Just like when the Son of Heaven speaks, the courtiers can only bow their heads and listen, if they dare to show disdain and interject, it is to deceive the king, that is to commit rebellion, that is to kill the head!

Under his solemn aura, even Bai Fan and other gods who were extremely worried about Zhang Xiaoke were also overwhelmed, and they couldn't breathe, and they didn't say anything to beg for it.

Zhang Xiaoke, as a member of his own family, has a much higher pressure than the rest of the people.

Cultivating to the point where Zhang Xuandu is a person, every word and deed contains great power, not to mention that it is a word with a murderous atmosphere.

But he resisted this pressure, like an ancient pine on a cliff, and stood upright and said loudly: "Ye Mou asked himself to be at the end of the line, sat upright, said one word is a certainty, said two is two, has never had any distortion of others, and does not disdain to distort others, why does Brother Dream blame Brother Meng for doing whatever he wants? As for reversing black and white, that door will never dare to be!"

"Why?" Zhang Xuandu's face flashed with ridicule, and he beckoned: "Brother Ma Meng, come here." ”

The crowd flashed, and the sunspots, who ranked the top five gods in the inner door uncle, strode to the stage, and bowed his hands to the people on the stage with respect on his face, calling him "Brother Meng, Sister Meng".

After he finished his salute, Zhang Xuandu just said: "Brother Ma Meng, you can probably tell me about the process of going to the Sunset Canyon with him today, and how he stole the magic weapon." ”

"Yes, Big Dream. ”

After the Heizi replied with respect in his mouth, his posture changed, and he looked at Zhang Xiaoke with a cold face and said coldly: "Zhang Xiaoke, you probably think that Ma Mou and the others will die that day, so you dare to take advantage of the exhaustion of Ma and the others in the war with the demon god, the darkness took off and stole the magic weapons of Ma and the dream brothers and sisters, and also killed the sword mound and the dream brother who had a debate with you!"

"It's really funny, it's your own brains that don't have soul light, and you have to have a hard time with the demon god of Saron to catch the way of the demon god before being stunned, if it weren't for Ye Mou pretending to be unconscious, when the demon god blocked the field, the darkness used the magic weapon given by Sister Qingxuan Meng to restrain the demon god, and you would have all been taken by the demon god to exchange the six desires Great Dan!"

"Since Ye Mou took off his hands to restrain the demon god, the magic weapon on the demon god's body is naturally Ye Mou's trophy, how can it be that their original owner is? As for what you said Ye Mou murdered the sword mound and the door is made up nonsense, if Ye Mou really wants to kill someone, why don't you kill all of you, and there is no confrontation with a real death?"

Zhang Xiaoke looked at Heizi coldly, there was no trickle of chaos in his eyes, and Cen was silent and refuted all the blame of Heizi.

Heizi's expression was immediately embarrassed, and he snorted coldly with some shame and said: "Hmph, short and long right or wrong, how can you say a word or maybe mess with it? Xuandu Big Dream Brother Martial Arts are shocking, your own martial artists see through everything you do, if it's right or wrong, you have your own Big Dream Brother to decide!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes looked at Zhang Xuandu on the stage again, to see how he could judge this matter.

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Gods and ghosts don't kneel

"I've already used the round light to trace the scene of the martial artist's inspection, and the environment is completely the same as what Kuroko said!"

Zhang Xuandu looked at Zhang Xiaoke with a cold expression, as if he wanted to see through the ordinary years in his mind, and said his opinion coldly.

Then he was slightly arrogant, and pressed Zhang Xiaoke coldly with a powerful force: "Zhang Xiaoke, you not only stole the vast number of magic weapons of the same dream brothers, but also secretly killed the same dream brothers to blame the demon spirit, these workers have all the evidence and material evidence, you are guilty!"

You are guilty!

As soon as these four words fell, a terrifying wave of sound instantly rushed into Zhang Xiaoke's mind, and red blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

At the same time, Zhang Xuandu's arrogant arrogance of sudden liberation hit him like a huge wave of ordinary waves, and he wanted to slap him down, and shoot him until he knelt down and confessed his guilt!

"Big ......"

Bai Fan's expression changed drastically and he wanted to beg for Zhang Xiaoke, but as soon as he spit out a word, he was trembling by a huge force, and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground and couldn't say a word.

"Roar! What is Ye's crime? Zhang Xuandu, you keep saying that the human and material evidence is complete, and you keep saying that you have played the round light and the martial artist has inspected the scene, do you dare to release the formation you have seen for people to see?"

Zhang Xiaoke suddenly let out a roar, and his slightly bowed body stood up under Zhang Xuandu's arrogance, and angrily refuted Zhang Xuandu's words, asking him to come up with real evidence.

He is not a novice who doesn't understand anything, and the "Yuanguang Backtrack" martial artist can certainly retrace the work that has occurred in a period of time, but he doesn't trust it, Zhang Xuandu will really use his own cultivation to play this great martial artist to investigate the cause of death of the sword mound and this inner master.

And even if he, Zhang Xuan, was really not afraid of cultivating for the sake of consumption and exerting this martial arts test, Zhang Xiaoke was sure that he would not dare to release the complete impression in front of all the people.

Because of that, the environment in which Heizi and the others attacked him and Zhang Da Lao Dao first that day would be exposed, and the subsequent ordinary exposition of shit would also be despised by everyone, and even the person who took Zhang Xuandu, who lent out the pure yang treasure of "Jiuyang Emperor Zun Mountain", would be severely damaged.

It's just that as soon as he said this, he seriously pushed himself to the opposite side of Zhang Xuandu.

As soon as you heard him say this, even the true heirloom uncle after Zhang Xuandu's death changed color, and his eyes looked at him as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Dou Da, what kind of instrument are you? Dare to doubt Brother Da Meng's words, and quickly kneel down for me to confess!"

A true heirloom uncle seemed to see the opportunity to welcome Zhang Xuandu, and quickly rushed to stand up and point at Zhang Xiaoke and complained angrily, and at the same time drummed up his full body and strength, wanting to press Zhang Xiaoke to kneel on the ground in public and wait for them to fall.

Crunch!

It turned out that Zhang Xuandu's arrogance was difficult for Zhang Xiaoke to bear, and now with the arrogance of a true heir uncle, and the kind that he used mana to urge, his body immediately trembled violently, and the clenched teeth in his mouth trembled and poured out.

Roar!

He let out a beastly roar from his mouth, and his eyes trickled down to look at several people on the stage, all of which were wild and uneven.

"It's a bit of a temperament, but I don't know how hard your bones are!" said another true heir uncle with a sneer, and then released his arrogance and pressed Zhang Xiaoke.

Burst!

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoke couldn't bear it anymore after all, and was so pressed that he raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Just with the spurt of blood, he felt as if some kind of instrument had been shaken in his mind, and instantly released a secret force to help him stabilize his posture, and he was not really subdued to the ground.