"Can, can, don't you cowardly?" Zhang Feiyang looked around in a trembling manner and stammered.

"Brother, can you do it? You, if not, no, let's have a few copies, but we can all confess here!" Cheng Long said with a sad face.

"It's not promising, so you don't have confidence in me?" Xiao Fan rolled his eyes and said.

"But, but people, people, there are too many, too many!" Zhang Feiyang looked at the increasing number of white-clothed monks in front of him, and at this time there were already nearly 100 white-clothed monks, and his scalp suddenly tingled.

"Okay, just stay behind me and don't move!" Xiao Fan shook his head and smiled.

"Good!"

"Good!"

Zhang Feiyang, Cheng Long, Ling Xiaoxiao and He Xue all said in trembling voices.

"Who is it? Who dares to kill my Nine Disciples Long Yue?" Suddenly, a chubby gray-robed old monk leaped into the air and fell into the house from the roof, with a strong aura surging on his body, and he shouted loudly.

And with the arrival of this gray-robed old monk, the other two old monks also appeared and stood in the field together.

Seeing the arrival of these three old monks, the surrounding crowd was suddenly in a commotion!

The three old guys of Tenryu Temple have finally arrived!

"Abbot, master, uncle, it's him, it's him, he's the murderer!" The young monk who was the first to speak, who seemed to be the elder brother or younger brother of the fair-skinned young monk, pointed at Xiao Fan at this time and hissed.

"Oh?" the white-eyed old monk was the first to look, a pair of old eyes full of essence, staring at Xiao Fan.

"You are Xiao Fan, the murderer who killed my disciple Long Yue?" The chubby gray-robed old monk had a hot temper, he stared at Xiao Fan fiercely with a pair of big eyes, and said with anger in his mouth.

"Yes!" Xiao Fan nodded.

"What a guts!" the chubby gray-robed old monk suddenly became furious, "Then give me my life!"

After that, the chubby gray-robed old monk was about to make a move immediately, but at this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded behind the crowd: "Master Longxu is slow, this matter will be solved by our law enforcement team!"

The voice fell, and one was not angry. The middle-aged man in black with a calm face suddenly appeared in the field, he glanced at the chubby gray-robed old monk, and said with a slight smile.

"Master Qingshan!" The chubby gray-robed old monk suddenly said in a deep voice when he saw the middle-aged man in black, "Okay." Since you're here, I'll give you a face, and I'll not do it for the time being, but you have to give me an explanation!"

"During the conference, it is forbidden to fight with hands, and anyone who violates the rules will be punished!" said the middle-aged man in black calmly. "There is no doubt about this, please rest assured Master Longxu, I will definitely give you an explanation!"

"Okay!" the chubby gray-robed old monk suddenly stopped talking.

"Xiao Fan, right?" The middle-aged man in black turned around at this time, looked at Xiao Fan, and said indifferently.

"Yes!" Xiao Fan said calmly.

"Demon Moon has already told me just now!" the middle-aged man in black said indifferently, "Although it is true that Long Yue provoked him first and did not think about it, but no matter what, you can't kill him with a dead hand, this is not in line with the rules of our conference." So I'm sorry, I have to take you and put you in a day's confinement!"

"Really?" Xiao Fan glanced at him and said flatly.

"Master Qingshan, you just take him away and confine him for a day?" The chubby gray-robed old man who had just closed his mouth couldn't help but speak again at this time, and said angrily, "As the so-called debt repayment, killing people to pay for their lives, he killed my nine disciples Long Yue." I must pay for my sins with death, and sacrifice the spirit of my disciples in heaven!"

"That's right, Master Qingshan, your punishment is too light, isn't it?" said another gray-robed old monk with a frown. "If I'm not mistaken, the General Assembly's punishment for fighting during the General Assembly is one life for another, and it is enforced on the spot, and you just keep him locked up for one day, this!"

"I naturally know the rules!" said the middle-aged man in black calmly, "but you don't know the real situation. Because according to the information reported below, this young man named Xiao Fan should be an A-level air superpower!"

"And the A-class air superpowers are already qualified enough to talk to us on an equal footing!"

"The strong have the majesty of the strong!"

"Long Yue was careless and offended him, and being killed by him can only be said to be self-inflicted!"

"Before coming just now, all the high-level leaders of our conference organizers have urgently negotiated, although this Xiao Fan killed Long Yue, but there is a reason for the incident, the crime is not to death, just take him away and confine him for a day!"

"No, I will never accept such a punishment condition!" the chubby gray-robed old monk suddenly roared, "Even if he is an A-level superpower, what if he is an A-level superpower? The majesty of our Tianlong Temple is absolutely not allowed to be violated by anyone, since he killed my apprentice, then he must die!"

"Not bad!" Another gray-robed old monk also stepped forward, staring at the middle-aged man in black and said lightly, "Although our Tianlong Temple is not a big sect, it is not a role that anyone can bully, if you dare to touch our Tianlong Temple, then you must pay the price, otherwise so many people are watching today, where do you put our face in Tianlong Temple?"

"Master Long Ying, are you sure you don't agree with the punishment conditions of the organizers of our conference?" The middle-aged man in black ignored the two of them, he looked at the white-eyed old monk and said.

The white-eyed old monk was silent, he glanced at Xiao Fan in front of him, and then at the many Tianlong Temple disciples and onlookers behind him, he was silent for a moment, and finally slowly spoke: "Master Qingshan, I'm sorry, I can't agree to this condition of the organizer of your conference!"

"If it were in normal times, maybe I would agree, but at this moment, this is related to the face of our Tianlong Temple, so I can't agree!"

"Understood!" the middle-aged man in black nodded, and then said, "We also considered your feelings and situation before coming, so how about I have a proposal?"

"You say!" said the white-eyed old monk in a deep voice.

"How about I ask this young man to apologize to you? With so many people watching, you should be able to get by on the face of Tianlong Temple, right?" said the middle-aged man in black with an eyebrow.

"Apologize?"

When the white-eyed old monk heard this, he immediately frowned.

"Master Long Ying, the other party is not a descendant, he is also a strong man, it is enough to apologize to you!" The middle-aged man in black seemed to remind him, "Be a man and do things to leave a line, don't force people too much!"

"No!" the chubby gray-robed old monk suddenly opened his mouth and said in a cold voice, "It's not enough to apologize!"

"Then what do you want?" The middle-aged man in black looked at the chubby gray-robed old monk, with a touch of coldness in his eyes, but he still said lightly.

"He!must!must!kneel!down!come!apologize!"" The chubby gray-robed old monk stared at Xiao Fan, and said in a cold voice word by word. (To be continued.) )