"It seems that three days is too long, and you can't wait to make your choice. ”

"It's still good. ”

"After all, my son-in-law never likes belated killings. ”

Facing the crowd in the main hall, the body of the ugly slave moved slowly.

The steps were steady but silent, and he walked towards the people of the twelve sects of martial arts.

Seeing the actions of the ugly slave, it is not difficult for people to guess what he wants to do.

But this made the people of the twelve sects of martial arts scoff.

To shake the twelve martial arts sects with the power of one person is ridiculously illusory.

In the South Realm, they hadn't heard of anyone with such skills.

"Poof!"

With the three-foot long sword in his hand, Lin Tienan's burly body also walked forward.

The rest didn't make any moves.

It seems that in their eyes, Lin Tienan alone is enough to deal with the ugly slave in front of him, if this also requires them to join forces with the twelve martial arts sects, it will seem that the twelve martial arts sects are too weak.

It's different from the calm of the ugly slave.

When Lin Tienan held the sword in his hand, his momentum soared, like a silent volcano suddenly erupting.

Just looking at him can give people a sense of oppression that is heart-pounding.

"Has anyone ever told you that your voice is really hard to hear. ”

The corners of Lin Tienan's mouth were sarcastic, and his voice was rough but cold.

With the flickering of the sword light, the sword swept like a swift wind and slashed directly towards the ugly slave.

"Bang!"

One punch.

After Lin Tienan's words fell, the figure of the ugly slave had already appeared in front of Lin Tienan.

With just one punch, it pierced Lin Tienan's chest.

However, the long sword in Lin Tienan's hand had not completely fallen, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

It's like a stone statue being pushed to the ground.

"Unfortunately, you can't hear it anymore. ”

Looking at Lin Tienan's corpse, the ugly slave seemed to be answering the dead Lin Tienan.

It's more like an admonition to everyone in the main hall.

When the ugly slave looked at the people of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects again.

No one dared to underestimate the ugly slave anymore, and all the contempt and ridicule disappeared at this moment.

In its place, there is a deep vigilance and fear.

The existence of being able to kill Lin Tienan with one punch seemed to be beyond their expectations.

Such a terrifying human being in the True South Realm had never been heard of before.

killed Lin Tienan, but the ugly slave's pace did not stop, and he still walked forward.

At this moment, the people of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects were a little panicked.

Like the strength shown by the ugly slaves, even if they can barely fight, they must have suffered heavy losses.

They are unwilling to do such a thing as injuring 1,000 enemies and 800 themselves.

"Wait!"

Seeing the power of the ugly slave, the people of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects are not fools, and they naturally know what kind of choice to make when and what kind of choice to make according to the situation.

Chen Ang said: "Isn't it all for the division of interests that we are here today? ”

"If you can gain benefits in the simplest way, why become hostile?"

"I wonder if you will give us another chance to discuss?"

Hearing Chen Ang's voice, the ugly slave's footsteps finally stopped, and he seemed to be interested in Chen Ang's words.

Seeing that the ugly slave stopped, Chen Ang's eyebrows were relaxed, and he continued: "Lin Tienan is dead, and nothing has happened to us that we can do. ”

"But the conditions proposed by the King of Freedom are too harsh for us to agree. ”

"However, the benefits that should have been divided into the Cleansing Sword Sect can all be given to the Xiaoyao Palace. ”

"Doing this is the best result for both the Xiaoyao Mansion and the Twelve Martial Arts Sects. ”

"I don't think even if the King of Freedom himself is here, he won't refuse the opportunity to become friends with the Twelve Martial Arts Sects, right?"

As the spokesperson of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects, Chen Ang's decision represents everyone's decision.

And Lin Tienan is dead, so why not use the interests of the dead to exchange the peace of everyone.

Therefore, no one from the Twelve Martial Dao Sects objected to Chen Ang's decision.

Chen Ang saw this very thoroughly.

After speaking, Chen Ang looked at the ugly slave with a kind smile on his face, as if he was sure that the ugly slave would not refuse his conditions.

After all, the benefits he gave up should have belonged to an entire sect.

The ugly slave looked at Chen Ang, his voice was still slow, unhurried, and rhythmic.

"You're done?"

"Huh?"

Hearing the ugly slave's tone, Chen Ang faintly felt that something was wrong, and said, "Could it be that Your Excellency still has any dissatisfaction?"

The ugly slave shook his head and said, "I'm just curious about what kind of words a person will say before he dies. ”

"Your last words are boring!"

"Bang!"

When the sound fell, the figure of the ugly slave turned into a black mang, so fast that the eyes of others couldn't keep up at all.

Wait until everyone can see clearly.

Chen Ang of the Great Feather Heavenly Sect, his eyes were scattered, and his body was like Lin Tienan before, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

It all came too suddenly, and it was too unexpected.

No one thought that the ugly slave would be so unsparing and kill when he said he would.

Now that Lin Tienan and Chen Ang are dead, everyone is worried that the ugly slave will strike again, so they all retreat and make a vigilant gesture.

Even the Invitation Mercy Flower, which made the Twelve Martial Arts Sects quite jealous, retreated three feet, not daring to get too close to the ugly slave.

In the middle of the sound, Wei Cheng of the Yinshan Sect opened his mouth and said: "Your Excellency killed two of my twelve martial arts sects in a row, do you really not take my twelve martial arts sects seriously?"

"Or do you want a greater good?"

Wei Cheng's words were half a threat and a temptation, and he brought out the twelve martial arts sects to make the ugly slave scruples, and he wanted to know from the ugly slave's mouth what the other party wanted.

But at the end of the day, they're scared.

If they were sure that they could deal with the ugly slave, it would be impossible for them to talk so much nonsense with the ugly slave, let alone be willing to share the interests with the Xiaoyao Palace.

"The easiest way to get benefits is always to kill. ”

"The foundation of conditions begins with equality. ”

The ugly slave looked at Chen Ang's corpse as if he was telling, and as if he was sighing.

Then the ugly slave looked at the entire hall.

As if to all humanity: "We are never equal. ”

"Squeak......

The gate of the Wenwu Hall moved without wind and closed suddenly.

It made the sight of the entire civil and military hall darken.

The figure of the ugly slave seemed to merge with the darkness in the hall at this moment, turning into a god of death hidden in the darkness and harvesting life.

And darkness is undoubtedly the best way to bring out the fear buried in the deepest part of human beings.

"Bang ......"

The way ugly slaves kill is simple and pure.

Whenever there is a heavy muffled sound, one person must lose his plane and fall to the ground.

This heavy muffled sound is more like a kind of life-urging talisman, and every time it sounds, it will make everyone in the hall more afraid.

Until someone can no longer stand this terrifying atmosphere of waiting for death to come.

Cries of collapse resounded throughout the hall.

Anyone who tries to escape from the main hall will only end up increasing the speed of their own death.