As for the two who are going to be Ling Chi, they are not rebellious and rebellious heroes, they are just gangsters who are full of evil, and their bad behavior of killing innocents indiscriminately and giving girls from good families to brutes, according to Yinchen, Ling Chi is punished lightly, and should be killed by anti-aircraft shelling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In short, after a quarter of an hour of indictments were read, except for the fake Yin Shanluan, among the seven prisoners, the remaining six were all guilty and deserved death. This situation made Yinchen a little unexpected, and he thought that these seven people were all framed by the Hou Party and imprisoned.

After all this, there is a long wait, which can only start from early in the morning until three o'clock in the afternoon, and the prisoners who need to be executed are not only Yin Shanluan, and when all the prisoners are returned to the underworld, then it is estimated that the sun will set, right?

Yin Chen, who was sitting in front of a group of students from the Hanlin Academy, looked at the executioners below with an indifferent expression, without a smile, and there was an indescribable coldness around him, which made the young students in their teens and twenties behind him feel a lot of pressure, and they didn't dare to take out some melon seeds and peanuts to eat, and they didn't dare to talk about it. Although these students have still gone into society and mixed with the government, they are relatively simple, but at least they still have eyesight, and they know that the emperor will stuff such a strange-looking guy to the front of the team, that is, to tell them that this is the adult who is about to appear on the stage, and when they see it in the future, they have to call themselves "master", so they all close their mouths, do not squint, and strive to behave seriously in front of the future master, so as not to spoil the initial impression, and there is no place to stretch after being put on small shoes.

The sun was finally setting in the west, and just as everyone was drowsy at the sound of the executioners' extremely rhythmic sharpening knives, the throat of the male duck of the warden Madby suddenly lifted everyone's senses.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon!!!" When he finished speaking, he heard the civil official who had read aloud the indictment in the morning singing aloud: "Execution!

Bowls of chicken blood were served, and the executioners each picked up a bowl of chicken blood and raised their heads, but they didn't want to drink it, but splashed the chicken blood all over their faces, and even let the red chicken blood flow down their necks, staining their black clothes, and each of their faces, necks, front plackets and even backs became red. In doing so, it is called being blinded by the blood of chickens, and you can temporarily forget your conscience and commit the sin of killing. Poured chicken blood, the three executioners each picked up the polished cleaver, stepped forward, stepped on the backs of the three condemned death row inmates with one foot, raised the knife in their hands high, poured the wind all over their bodies, and shouted loudly: "Go on the road! Be careful!"

Different from the imaginary scene, the beheading is not a knife with the tip of a knife against the gap in the prisoner's strong vertebrae, but a knife with the blessing of Gangfeng, and a knife is slashed down, striving to separate the corpse. The existence of Gangfeng makes ordinary pig iron broadswords extremely sharp, and there will never be a situation where people are not dead after being slashed with one sword.

At the moment when the three executioners raised their long knives in their hands and shouted with full anger: "Get on the road! pay attention!", hundreds of arrows flashing white and reflective shot out of the crowd, and almost in the blink of an eye, the three executioners were shot through the sieve. It is an old-fashioned air-breaking arrow, also known as a wind-breaking arrow, which is more powerful and more expensive than today's Yuan-destroying arrows. The locust-like arrows were not only shot from among the people, but also from the ranks of the archers of the golden-armored forbidden army, symbolizing rebellion. In the next second, a low, hoarse, wool-sounding voice spread from among the people below who were already in chaos, as if they were evenly distributed in the air like some kind of gaseous component.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's time to send the puppet thieves on the road!"

When that voice reached Yinchen's ears, his face suddenly turned pale, that voice, that tone, he would never forget after hearing it once, it was Mr. Devil's Heart's voice. Mr. Demon Heart is here, which means that the entire Black Mountain Villa, which is several times stronger than the current Demon Pavilion, is here, and even the high-grade holy weapon Heavenly Ghost hidden in the Black Mountain Villa will appear on the small Dharma field.

Silver Dust immediately burned with mana, he knew that a vicious battle was inevitable, Black Mountain Villa, was the only terrifying place with multiple Jindan masters left except for Hanshan Temple.

At the same moment when the silver dust secretly burned its mana, with a few soft clicks, more than a dozen figures flew up directly from the lower floor. Before the sound of "Help!" behind Yinchen could spread, a frightened and angry roar came from under his feet.

"Hello, you rebel and thief, you dare to ......" Sang Tianliang's roar turned into a muffled snort of pain halfway through. Immediately afterward, puffs of intense poisonous smoke erupted from below, almost completely obscuring the view of Silver Dust.

"Not good! Zhao Lingfeng!" Yinchen was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and he hurriedly grabbed the railing of the four-story wooden building in two steps, and was about to jump, and was suddenly hugged by two people: "Sir can't find a short meeting!" But it was the two students closest to him, at this time, the green smoke was swirling, and everyone was choked and coughed, only to feel that every breath and breath were as sharp pain as a knife cutting their throats. Yinchen couldn't stand it anymore, and he didn't care if he would be recognized as black and white, so he quickly waved his hand, and the Great Purification Technique fell with a bang, so he used a large-scale ice magic to disperse the poisonous smoke.

"Stinky boy, where is your poisonous smoke blowing!" At the same time, an earth-shattering roar exploded from under his feet, followed by Harrow's screams: "Old man spare his life! Don't dare anymore! As he was talking, he saw two figures rushing up again, and between the rolling of his robes, two iron gossip and a mourning stick hit the figure who had just come up and rested on the side.

The mourning stick went straight to the back of the head, and the two iron gossip also went directly to the back of the heart and the door of life, at this time, Yinchen reacted, who was the one who pounced on the ground to rest, who was not Harrow of the Poison Dragon Sect? Thinking that this guy must have been throwing poisonous smoke below, almost injuring the father and son of the Zhao family, and provoking the great god of the Blood River Venerable, who could not be injured, before he was sent up, seeing that he was covered in blood, and there were criss-crossing wounds all over his body, bleeding from the ground, Yinchen felt that his scalp was numb, and he thought that such an injury was really no better than being executed by Ling Chi.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and quietly drew a large cross in the chaos, and the dark red light condensed a cross-shaped circle in the air along the trajectory of his fingers.

"Dark Cross Sword!" Silver Dust muttered in a low voice, the black light flashed on his fingertips, and the dark red cross light appeared directly on Harrow's body, the head of the Poison Dragon Sect screamed in pain, and his body suddenly bounced up, and he actually avoided the sneak attack of the other two by such a coincidence. His figure was still in mid-air, and he let out another miserable howl, and the blood flames exploded all over his body, and the whole person almost turned into a blood-spurting sun.

However, he is worthy of being a master at the peak of Jindan, the vitality is really the same as that of a cockroach, he was stabbed by silver dust, and he lost at least a thousand milliliters of blood, he is not dead, and even his divine cultivation has not been visibly reduced, facing the Ding Mao master and the double lamp master who are chasing over, he is not afraid, and silently flew out six darts, Yinchen saw his skillful dart methods, thought of his identity, and shouted: "Dodge!" At this time, I couldn't care about the night four days ago, and I was still fighting with Master Ding Mao to the death.

He reminded him that for the two Jindan masters, it was really life-saving. The two of them dodged sideways, and they dodged and moved when they had nowhere to borrow their strength in the air, and easily avoided the darts. The mourning stick in Master Ding Mao's hand lit up with a metallic reflection, and it slammed into Harrow's face door under the scorching sun, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Senior Brother Shuangdeng go to protect the emperor! This guy is the deity!"

Harrow accidentally provoked River Lao on the third layer, and was almost not disassembled into parts by the former bloody hand Shura, and at this time he was hit by a sneak attack magic of "I don't know which bastard", and he was injured and injured, even if he fought for the thirteenth cultivation of Jindan, he didn't have such a high combat power at the moment, and Master Ding Mao knew that he was guilty, and in order not to find a handle for the emperor or the people of the back party, he could only show extreme loyalty, and he had to make a desperate posture. So he used the magic skill of pressing the bottom of the box to forcibly elevate his own realm, and then danced a mourning stick into a shadow of tens of millions of sticks, and pressed Harrow with the most fierce offensive in his life.

Harrow was afraid in his heart, he was seriously injured, although he was forced to make a few ruthless moves, but he saw that the enemy was not afraid of death, and he was desperately injured and poisoned, and he had to hit him with a stick a few times. After receiving a few sticks on his hands and feet, Harrow's own courage ran first, and he didn't dare to attack rashly, so he could only perform his original poisonous hand skills, relying on the cooperation of his claws and fingers and palms to defend against each other, and as a result, he was actually entangled by a person who was a few small realms lower than himself.

Of course, it can only be entangled for a while, and the difference in the small realm is not the difference in strength, but the difference in strength, technology, and consciousness as a whole. Harrow seems to only defend and not attack, step by step retreat, in fact, it is to make time for himself to take medicine to heal his injuries, is to wait for the effect of the medicine to explode after a quarter of an hour, to recover all combat strength, as the founding master of the Poison Dragon Sect, Harrow can see better than anyone else, this monk in front of him overdraws his body, will not be able to last long, once it has erupted, it is weak, it is time for him to slaughter!

So the two guys with different realms fought on the southeast corner of the fourth layer, and the claw shadow stick style came and went, and the black and green energy flew around, and others avoided one after another, vacating a large area. At the same time, the "thief assassins" who were the first to roll up also fought against the dignitaries and palace guards on the fourth layer, and what made Yinchen feel numb was that among those people, there were actually two masters of returning to the void, and the rest of them were all above the distraction realm!

Even, there is no one whose true realm is lower than that of Silver Dust.

Yinchen couldn't take care of a lot at the moment, he had to ensure the safety of the True King's father and son, even if he knew that the Blood River Venerable might be the number one master in the world, he couldn't rest assured! At this moment, whether it was the Tupo Mulou, or the people who watched and beheaded, and even the Golden Armor Forbidden Army was already in chaos. The venom spread, the storm rose, all kinds of weapons and hidden weapons fought back and forth, fighting in the same room, rebellious and rebellious, Yinchen never thought that a Yin Shanluan could cause such a big chaos. What he didn't expect was that the forces of the Jianghu sect had actually penetrated into the imperial court to this point, and even the eunuchs around the emperor might commit the crime of killing the monarch for what sect!

At this time, Yinchen could only push away those Tai students, and asked them to run away: "You are scholars, you are strategists, not military generals and guards! You can stay useful, and it is serious to do your best for the country and the people in the court in the future! Now is not the time to save the driver and show loyalty! The enemy who is coming! None of them can be resisted! Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!" His words moved the students very much, you must know that in the past, when this kind of thing was encountered, those lecturers and sacrificial wines, when did they not use these poor scholars as shields?

Silver Dust's Fantasy Wings, which had been activated at this moment, were about to go down to see how the Zhao family's father and son were doing, when they suddenly heard a huge roar, and then they felt a terrifying heat and impact coming towards them!

"Crowned gods!!" Silver Dust howled, nearly ripping off his vocal cords. A huge wall of light rose from the ground, blocking the flying fireballs, yes, not the flames of the magicians, but the solid buckshot from the cannon.

The violent impact occurred silently in the first second, and the heat given by the gunpowder carried by the lead bullet exploded into a cloud of sparks on the huge wall of light, and the pyrotechnic version spread out, completely powerless, and the impact force that was far more domineering than Gangfeng disappeared at this moment, and the black lead bullet lost its power in an instant, and the bones rolled down and fell to the roof of the second floor, and I don't know what kind of unlucky egg will be smashed in the head. Silver Dust maintained the coronation of the gods, and just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly saw the four stone gate cannons around the execution ground below, and I don't know why six of them turned their muzzles and stood straight at themselves.