The night rain passed.

The mist of water dripped slowly along the gaps in the eaves.

Until the eaves can no longer see the remaining water marks.

The door of the civil and military hall was also slowly opened.

Compared to the killing methods of the demon camp, the death caused by the ugly slave has no art to speak of.

For the man who died at the hands of the ugly slave did not shed a drop of blood except from his pierced chest.

Compared with the killing of ordinary people, the means of being an emperor are naturally different.

Blood represents art in the eyes of the demon camp, and in the eyes of the ugly slaves, it only represents filth.

At least that's what the ugly slave thinks.

When the bright sunlight shone into the main hall again, the twelve martial arts sects, including the hundreds of martial artists who entered the main hall of civil and martial arts later.

Without exception, they all died in the main hall.

There are very few people alive.

But in the eyes of the living, each can see the fear in the other's eyes.

The only one who behaved differently from everyone else was Su Yu on the throne.

His body trembled uncontrollably at the moment.

The joy of the heart cannot be suppressed at all.

Su Yu's fear of ugly slaves is deeper than anyone else's.

But at this time, Su Yu was more excited than afraid.

He was glad that he had the right bet in this contest.

The scene in front of him undoubtedly proves that he did not make a mistake.

At this moment, Su Yu almost couldn't help but want to scream, but the ugly slave was still in the hall, and Su Yu didn't dare to lose his temper in front of such a person.

The ugly slave killed all the people of the twelve martial arts sects, and also killed hundreds of martial artists.

Only did not kill Lianhua and Lin Wan'er.

When the ugly slave's eyes looked at Invite Mercy, Invite Mercy almost lost control and ran away from the door.

But at the last moment, Invite Lianhua restrained such an impulse.

In front of an ugly slave, such an act is stupid.

"You want to see the Easy King?"

The voice of the ugly slave came into the ears of the Invitation Mercy Flower, which made the Invitation Pity Flower Yue's face pale, and she held back her fear, and replied: "The affairs of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects have nothing to do with me, I just came here on the appointment of the King of Freedom!"

"If there is an order from the King of Ease, I will obey his order and never disobey it. ”

Invite Lianhua's appearance at the moment is indescribably humble, Su Fuyao in front of the throne has never seen her master in such a posture in front of a man.

This subverted Su Fuyao's imagination.

Just looking at the corpses everywhere in the hall, Su Fuyao was relieved.

No matter how powerful a person is, he will bow his head in the face of death.

Dignity is not something that everyone can have.

Suddenly, Ao Bei's figure inexplicably appeared in Su Fuyao's mind.

Can an existence like an ugly slave follow...... So what kind of position should she override in Aobei that she sees now?

Perhaps, she has never really understood the world.

Ever since she entered the Shicha Temple, she thought that she had begun to step into the core of this world.

But in this worldly world that she abandoned with her own hands, the high Shichadian seems to be just the world in the eyes of others.

Facing the bow of the invitation flower, the ugly slave's reaction was still calm.

Just like killing the twelve martial arts sects and so many people in the main hall, it didn't make his emotions fluctuate in any way.

Lift your steps and walk in front of Invite Lianhua.

The not burly body, as the pace approached, it brought great pressure to Invite Lianhua.

"The stars are falling, and the streamer is dark. ”

"You have the breath of the moon on your body. ”

"The real purpose of your coming here is not for the Yuanshi vein. ”

The ugly slave's words made Invite Lianhua's heart suddenly startled, but on the surface, Invite Lianhua pretended to be puzzled and said, "What do you mean by what Your Excellency said?"

The ugly slave said: "People are about to die, since you don't want to say it, you won't say it." ”

Raising his hand, the palm of the ugly slave directly pinched the throat of the invitation flower.

Invite Lianhua felt the actual killing intent from the ugly slave, and was extremely frightened, and hurriedly said: "I said, I said ......"

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, Invite Lianhua's neck has been twisted by the ugly slave.

Until death, Invite Lianhua couldn't understand why the other party didn't even give herself a chance to listen when she was willing to speak.

"Your secret just makes me curious. ”

"But you've taken my interest in curiosity off the ground. ”

The last voice of the ugly slave seemed to answer the last question of the invitation to Lianhua, and also made the people who were still alive in the hall feel the horror and ruthlessness of the ugly slave again.

In the face of such a person, who would dare to move the slightest crooked mind.

When the ugly slave looked at the hall again, everyone, including Su Yu, did not dare to touch the ugly slave's gaze.

In the end, the ugly slave's eyes fell on Lin Rong and Lin Wan'er.

They themselves did not have great strength, and they only relied on the twelve martial arts sects.

But now, the people of the Twelve Martial Dao Sects have died, and in Tianning City, their only support has also been lost.

So when he looked at the ugly slave's gaze, Lin Rong fell directly to the ground.

Seeing Lin Rong kneeling, Lin Wan'er, who had already been frightened, also knelt down.

Just when Lin Rong wanted to cry for mercy.

The ugly slave's voice sounded again: "No one can disobey the orders of the Easy King, and there is still an hour before noon." ”

"I think you should have plenty of time to write a letter of resignation. ”

"Write, write...... I'll write right away....."

"I'll send it to the Xiaoyao Mansion as soon as I write it......"

The ugly slave's words made Lin Rong see the dawn of survival in the dark, and kowtowed regardless of his identity.

It's just that when Lin Rong raised his head, there was no ugly slave in the hall.

Even the rest of the people in the main hall did not see how the ugly slave left the main hall.

But the corpses all over the ground really exist.

The haze of terror did not dissipate with the departure of the ugly slave.

The people of the Twelve Martial Dao Sects died in the Great Hall of Martial Arts, but for the entire Zhengnan Domain, this was just the beginning.

The dead people are only a few of the twelve martial arts sects, and most of them still exist.

Especially Su Yu, at the moment when the ugly slave disappeared into the main hall.

The voice of the ugly slave sounded in his ears, and once again he really felt the fear of that morning.

But deep down, Su Yu was extremely excited.

Because the order that the ugly slave finally let him carry out undoubtedly proves that his choice of position has won the approval of the King of Carefree.

Just thinking of the content of that order, Su Yu was faintly worried.

Looking at the corpses of those people from the twelve martial arts sects in the main hall.

Su Yu could imagine that once the order was issued, the entire Zhengnan Region would fall into real chaos.

The catastrophic fury will also sweep like a tsunami in every corner of the territory of the Great Departure Dynasty.

It's one thing to worry, it's another to implement.

For King Xiaoyao's order, Su Yu no longer dared to refuse.

And having come to the point where it is now, Su Yu can only continue to walk.

He could only hope that the Xiaoyao Mansion could bring him greater surprises.