||->-> Chapter 230 of the text punishes God tonight

Under Ding Ermiao's constant urging, nine beams of starlight shone brightly at the same time, rotating rapidly.

Suddenly, the starlight froze together, no longer moving a single inch. A little starlight in the middle leaked from the sky, which happened to shine on Pan Yifeng's body, shining all over his body, and the silver light was dazzling!

The other eight beams of starlight, however, present a gossip layout, surrounding the Wutong Frog God.

The Wutong Frog God was about to struggle to get up, but Pan Yifeng picked up another piece of paperweight and smashed it mercilessly.

Bang!

This stone paperweight is right in the head of the frog god, and blood splashes.

"Shiro knows that he is wrong, Mr. spare my life!" Wutong God knelt on the ground, crawled forward, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

Call! Ding Ermiao let out a long breath, retreated to Pan Yifeng's side, and rubbed his chest and back that were kicked and hurt. Now, I don't have anything to do with myself.

"Dare to ask me to spare your life. 10,000 ◎ book ◎ bar ◎ novel wanshuba.com? Pan Yifeng strode forward with a ring ruler in his hand, and whizz the ring ruler over, opening the skin of the five tongshen pumps, and trembling violently.

Holding the ring ruler high in his hand, Pan Yifeng shouted: "As a god of earth, you actually filthily disturbed the countryside and molested the people's daughters, and you were unscrupulous and fearless. Is it really bad to deceive me as a scholar with a pen knife?! ”

As he spoke, he snapped the ring ruler and pulled it away, hitting the shoulders of the five gods!

Wutong didn't dare to move, but kept begging and kowtowing.

"What you have done is shameless, disregardful, and recidivist! I will appeal to the Nine Emperors to control the Ten Lands, so that you will not be honored and enjoy the ancestral temple, and you will fall into the ghost path in addition to the divine status! ”

Pan Yifeng pulled out another foot, then turned his head and shouted: "Holding an inkstone, grinding ink boy, writing scholar, showing paper talent!" - Where are you? Prepare pen and paper! ”

Wan Shugao, who was holding a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, was stunned, not knowing who Pan Yifeng was muttering.

"Go quickly, hurry up and prepare ink and paper for Kuixing!" Ding Ermiao waved his hand and urged.

Only then did everyone react and rushed forward in a swarm. Wan Shugao was holding an inkstone, and Wang Haolan was holding a piece of ink in his hand, but he didn't know how to polish the ink. Came in a hurry and forgot to bring water.

"Spit in the inkwell, and I'll just do it." Ding Ermiao said again.

"Ahhh......h

Strange to say, grinding ink is a meticulous job, and it always takes several minutes to complete. But Wang Haolan grinded it casually, and the ink in the inkstone inkwell was already thick.

Li Weinian shook off the rice paper, and Mao Wu handed over the brush.

Pan Yifeng took another step, then took the brush, turned his head to look, and ordered Li Weinian to turn around and bend over.

"Turn around and bend over, quick, he's going to write on your back." Ding Ermiao pointed out Li Weinian again.

Li Weinian reacted, hurriedly turned around, and dedicated his broad back to Wen Quxing.

Pan Yifeng spread the rice paper on Li Weinian's back, the brush was full of thick ink, the dragon and snake flew at the bottom of his wrist, and he read:

"Scholar Pan Yifeng, appealed to the Nine Heavens God, controlled the Ten Earth Hidden Kings, and Zhou Bu the Buddhas of the Three Realms: Now there is a frog Shilang of the Five Links, who is in the position of a god, and is tired of the grace of heaven. You should observe etiquette to bless the people, and you should not filth and defile the countryside. Er Nai disregarded honesty and shame, and lost the respect of the earth god; Entering the hospital through the wall ruined the festival of virgins......

As the saying goes, filial piety comes first, and all evil and fornication come first. Such acts, even cattle and horses, do not do it; It's so filthy, how can you explain it if it's not a ghost?!

Those who have surveyed the frog Shilang of the five links, the boudoir is in chaos, and arrogance gives birth to the sins of the sky; The earthly world is dominant, and the dog's face flies the frost of June; Even in the countryside of Qinghe, there is no sun and moon; It makes Ke Xiaoyingzhong full of haze!

Not only to collect wealth but to confuse the public, but to be true and beast-hearted! ”

In the dazzling starlight, Pan Yifeng was full of energy, reading the judgment orally and writing with a pen. From time to time, I also used Mr. ruler to smoke randomly on Wutong's body, crackling.

Wutong Shen prostrate at Pan Yifeng's feet, trembling and begging.

And the appearance of the Wutong God has also undergone a huge change, from the previous great man, to the appearance of the clay statue in the Wutong Temple, short, fat, and obscene.

At this time, Ke Xiaoying's entire village was awakened and surrounded in twos and threes.

But seeing Pan Yifeng's body shining silver like an immortal, and the Wutong God kneeling in front of him turned out to be the clay statue in the temple that everyone usually worships, the villagers couldn't help but be completely discolored, trembling and terrified, and no one dared to step forward.

Wang Haolan and Wan Shugao, Li Weinian and others were also shocked.

I was thinking in my heart, sure enough, this Pan Yifeng is a Wenqu star, the pen is like a sword, the words are like a knife, scraping the bones and penetrating the heart! This scolding is indeed a relief from hatred! Hurry!!

Pan Yifeng scolded Fang Xuan and continued to read while writing:

"In the scholar's opinion, his crime should be punished!

When the water of Jiangxi is plucked, it is an enema for it; That is, burn the bed on the east wall, please put it into the urn; Take Jiang Ziya's seal of the gods and break its heavenly spirit; Use Wu Zixu to whip the rope of the corpse and break its muscles and bones! sentenced to be in the field of justice, and cut off his limbs; Decide to roll into the soup and fish out its liver and sausage......"

"Command!"

Ding Ermiao sneered, jumped up, and slashed ten thousand people in his hands like purple lightning and green frost, waving past the neck of the frog god!

Whoosh!

The head of the frog god flew into the air.

The onlookers Ke Xiaoying villagers screamed at the same time!

In the scream, Ding Ermiao's body turned, flipped his wrist, and the sword in his hand went straight into the neck cavity of the frog god from top to bottom.

The sword sank into the handle.

Pan Yifeng was stunned, glared at Ding Ermiao, and said, "I haven't finished speaking, why did you do it?" ”

"Didn't you say he deserved to be punished? Lord Kuixing, if you don't speak, I dare to kill him? Ding Ermiao shrugged.

As he spoke, the head of the five gods fell to the ground and slammed on the ground. And the body of Wutong that was cut off by 10,000 people gradually collapsed and turned into a pile of broken soil.

It turned out that his possession this time turned out to be the clay statue that is usually enshrined in the temple.

"But ......, Wutong is also an earth god, even if you want to kill, you can't do it by us." Pan Yifeng frowned lightly and said, "Tonight's punishment of God will definitely be detrimental to my future future, hey......"

Ding Ermiao withdrew his sword back into its sheath, stepped forward and said, "For the sake of justice, what is the future?" Could it be that scholars are working hard just for the future? ”

Pan Yifeng looked at Ding Ermiao intently, as if he was thinking.

Suddenly, he grabbed the inkstone on the master of Wanshu, smashed it towards Ding Ermiao, and scolded in his mouth: "You are not a good thing, don't think I don't know, you are the one who peeked at Liu Qinghui!" ”

Ding Ermiao saw that the situation was not good, and suddenly shrank his head and hid behind Wan Shugao.

But Wan Shugao, a stupid comparison, in order to show that he dared to sacrifice for his brother, he actually stepped forward to cover Ding Ermiao.

Bang!

The inkstone was smashing on Wan Shugao's forehead.

"Oops, my head ......" Wan Shugao cried out as he covered his forehead, his body fell to the ground, blood gushing out from his fingers. Then, before he fell unconscious, Wan Shugao shouted again: "Yantai...... Shattered! ”

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