Nie Wuli took his Heavenly Tiger Beast back, while Lin Tingao followed behind him.

Luo Xianting and Luo Xianshu stood in the same row.

The last one standing was Lan Qianyan.

Several people's eyes looked at Ye Zhimad in unison.

Then, several people knelt down.

Nie Wuli was like a child who had done something wrong, bowed his head, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully: "Lord Luocheng, Daddy, and the elders of various sects, forgive me for doing something illegal during the annual meeting competition, and I, Nie Wuli, am willing to punish my actions accordingly." ”

"I also used my martial soul at the annual meeting, all the family heads and elders, I, Lin Tingao, am also willing to take responsibility for my actions."

Lin Tingao also knelt, bowed his head, and confessed his mistakes to the elders, city lords, and family heads in the style of 'taking the guilt'.

After that, Lan Qianyan, Luo Xianting, and Luo Xianshu also bowed their heads and pleaded guilty.

It made the uninformed people look at each other for a long time.

Ye Zhimad stood in place, coldly watching the good show done by Nie Wuli's group.

There is no sense of desolation, just a more tragic trend.

Very good, it's not a loss to be a cunning Nie Wuli, very skilled.

"What the hell is going on? Can anyone tell me? After a while, Luo Guangquan asked.

His eyes finally fell on Luo Xianting, stretched out his hand to point at his son, and asked: "Ting'er, tell me, what is going on with this matter, a good competition, how to make the flying dragon dance wildly, the green snake roaring, the tiger is irritable, what do you think of this competition, didn't you tell you that you are not allowed to use martial spirits?" ”

He sternly drank these juniors of the competition, and his voice was so angry that his voice trembled.

He was angry not because these people used martial spirits, but because there were also his two unfortunate sons and daughters.

Luo Xianting knelt down and took a step forward, just when he wanted to open his mouth to slander Ye Zhimadness.

Ye Zhimad was the first to speak, and said: "This competition could have been a fair competition in the way of ordinary people, but in the middle of the way, some people suddenly stopped at a height of two hundred and fifty meters, and secretly used their martial souls first to knock down that group of more than 20 people, among the more than 20 people, there should have been ten people who could have climbed up smoothly, but because some people used martial spirits, they were kicked off the platform of life and death. ”

"I'll add one more thing." After Ye Zhiyan finished speaking, Mu Ronglan walked forward and stood beside Ye Zhiyan, his eyes coldly fixed on Nie Wuli and the trembling Lan Qianyan.

"Those people are the ones who are on their knees, and they are the ones who plead guilty, and the one they want to hurt is her."

Mu Ronglan first pointed to Nie Wuli's group of people, and then pointed to Ye Zhimad beside him.

"If you still don't understand, or don't believe us...... Ye Zhi paused, and his eyes flicked on Nie Wuli's body fiercely: "Those victims behind me will tell you the truth." ”

After speaking, Luo Guangquan, Murong Fu, several family heads and elders all turned their heads to look at the group of noble sons and inner disciples of the sect standing behind Ye Zhiyan.

They were all still trembling at the crash.

At that critical moment, if it weren't for Ye Zhimad, they were afraid that they would have been gnawed by the piranha herd and there would be no bones left.

"But what we see is not what Miss Ye and Murong Gongzi said."

At this time, the person who was on Nie Wuli's side suddenly walked out of a young young man.