From then on, ask the trespassers of the heavenly city to die!

Listening to Yan Tong's faint words, those cultivators who passed by all frowned, and some consternation and disbelief appeared on their faces.

They were shocked that Yan Tong had killed An Qi.

They don't believe it, because Yan Tong killed An Qi and dared to be so high-profile!

The ox cart continued to move forward, and Yan Tong also waved to those passers-by quite chicly.

Along the way, Yan Tong met many cultivators, and every time, he told what had happened in a high-profile manner.

And as he walked away, the departure of those passing cultivators, and the news that An Qi had been killed and sent back to Zhentianbao by Yan Tong in a high-profile manner spread in all the cities within the radius of Wentian City.

For a while, the name Yantong became the focus, and Wentiancheng, who had always allowed outsiders to enter and enter freely, also became a topic of discussion.

The ox cart was very slow, and when Yan Tong saw the city wall of Zhentian Fort, the people in Zhentian Fort also received the news that An Qi had been killed!

Zhentian Fort, in the golden hall, there are many people, and the atmosphere is extremely gloomy.

On the first seat, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his momentum swallowed the sky, and in his horizontal eyes, the cold killing intent made the void crack, making everyone in the hall tremble.

He is An Lin, An Qi's father, and Xiang Wentian's first apprentice, and a traitor who should be killed!

"Qi'er was killed, where did this news come from?!" An Lin asked, his voice was very deep, he received the news, but he didn't believe it.

After all, it wasn't long ago that Anqi left happily, and it didn't take long for the news of his killing to come, which made him unbelievable and unacceptable.

Under An Lin's questioning, a cultivator with an equally powerful aura muttered: "Lord Castle, our neighboring Fengdu City and Gilded City, all have people come to report the news, and their people have seen the corpse of Prince An Qi with their own eyes, and they are ......."

At this point, the man's eyes twinkled, and he didn't say any more.

"And what, you just say. An Lin asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The man paused slightly, and then said, "Moreover, the corpses of Prince Anqi and the bodies of the four entourages were all hung on the ox cart by the person named Yan Tong, and they were being sent towards Zhentian Fort, judging by the time, they should be almost outside the city." ”

Hearing what the man said, An Lin's eyes suddenly widened, and a majestic killing machine diffused out, gathering behind it, forming a two-headed unicorn phantom, weird and terrifying!

"Is the news reliable?!" An Lin asked again.

Just as his voice fell, outside the hall, a guard rushed over with a panicked face, "Lord Castle, something is wrong, something is wrong!"

Something is wrong?!

These four words were like thunder slashing at An Lin's heart, he stared at the guard, and said in a deep voice: "Say it quickly, what's the big deal?!"

The guard was frightened, his face was pale, and his words stammered a little: "Return, return, return to the words of the lord of the castle, Prince Anqi was killed!"

Killed!

An Lin's mind was buzzing, he tried to be as calm as possible, and asked, "Is this the news you heard, or did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Yes, my subordinates saw it with their own eyes. The guard responded, his head very low, and he didn't dare to look at An Lin.

An Lin glared, and the killing intent rolled, "You are talking nonsense, the lord of this castle has received the news that my son was killed in Wentian City, how did you see it with your own eyes?!"

Under An Lin's killing intent, the guard trembled in horror, and he shook his head again and again, "Lord Castle, I'm not talking nonsense, the corpse of Prince Anqi is in front of Chengmen, and there is a man who calls himself Yan Tong, who is shouting there, and hangs Gongzi's body on the ox cart!"

"You, you, you, you go to die!" An Lin was furious, his killing intent erupted, and he directly crushed the guard who came to report the news.

In the hall, the killing intent was pervasive, and everyone was silent.

After a while, the person who had spoken to An Lin clasped his fists and said, "Lord Castle, the matter has come to this, you can only mourn, but the most important thing now is to kill the person named Yan Tong and hang it on the city wall to whip the corpse to demonstrate!"

An Lin was silent for a long time, he tried his best to suppress the killing intent in his heart, and muttered: "Wentian City is the territory of the old immortal of Wentian, Yan Tong claims to be his disciple, we can't make a move, let alone let him die in Zhentian Castle." ”

The man raised his eyebrows and said, "Lord Castle, your backer is the deputy palace master of the Heavenly God Palace, is it possible, that Xiang Wentian still dares to confront the deputy palace master?"

An Lin took a deep breath and said with hatred and anger: "You don't know, that Xiang Wentian is terrifying, not to mention my father-in-law, even the main palace master is not his opponent." ”

Hearing An Lin say this, everyone in the hall immediately gasped, they were far from expecting that an unused and infamous outer sect elder would have such terrifying strength!

"That'...... What do we do next?" someone asked.

An Lin looked out of the hall and said in a deep voice: "Pass the order, let that Yan Tong come in, I want to see, Xiang Wentian, this disciple has this kind of courage?!"

"Okay, I'll go and give the order. One nodded, and quickly left the hall.

After going out, he breathed a sigh of relief, An Lin's killing intent made him very depressed and flustered.

Zhentian Fort, on the city wall, the guards here are all armed with weapons, one by one killing intent is permeated, and their eyes are all focused on the five ox carts outside the city wall.

Yan Tong sat on the back of the cow very casually, he held a long wooden stick, knocked on An Qi's corpse, and then smiled at the guards on the city wall: "Can you be more efficient, if this continues, your son-in-law's corpse will rot and stink." ”

"Shut your mouth, boy, I'll let you die again!" said one of the guards, his voice calm.

"Drink, you're dead, how can you die again? Yan Tong teased, and the wooden stick in his hand rammed An Qi's body again.

"It's hard, it's hard, his body is hard, it's a little shaking. Yan Tong pouted, he looked like this, but he couldn't make those guards angry.

Farther behind Yan Tong, Xiang Wentian, Long Hao and the others hid in the dark, watching Yan Tong's every move, the corners of their mouths twitched a few times.

It's too bad, it's too bad, it's too infuriating.

However, dealing with the wicked like this is really relieving!

On the back of the cow, Yan Tong glanced at the many guards on the city wall, and said a little impatiently, "The master will give you a while, if the city gate is not opened, I will throw their corpses into the wolf's den." Just as Yan Tong's voice fell, the cultivator who came to convey the order appeared on the city wall, he glanced at Yan Tong coldly, and said coldly: "It's okay to open the city gate, I'm afraid you don't have the courage to enter!"