The strong oppression converged, and everyone only felt that their hearts were relaxed, and even their breathing became a little lighter.

The expressions of the forty-six chambers were distorted, their eyes bulging, and they looked at the figure in the center of the council hall in shock.

They never thought that someone would dare to attack Room 46 here!?

Directly regarded the supreme judicial organ of the Corpse Soul Realm as nothing, and trampled the faces of their group of high-ranking power-makers on the soles of their feet.

Everyone's faces turned red, and a wave of anger was condensed in their chests, but they had no way to vent.

The people who have just made trouble, if it is Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Chongguo, they dare to scold it sharply, and even judge and ruling.

But the identity of the other party is just a member of the five nobles who make their group of powerful people feel constrained, and in this case, it is difficult to even speak loudly.

The person who was targeted by the wind was even more panting, not at all arrogant as before.

Even, his gaze at Su Feng was full of unconcealable fear.

It's just a little bit ......

It was as if he had seen death beckoning to him!

With his eyes slightly closed, his hands on the armrests, and a light tap of his right index finger, a rhythmic percussion sound is especially evident in this silent environment.

The current situation should have been thought of as early as when they issued the secret order.

Of the forty-six rooms, a considerable number of them are members of the Tsunayo family.

These people should be aware of the consequences of doing this, but perhaps they are so proud that they subconsciously ignore their identity other than the captain of the Wind Tracer Nine Team.

That's what led to the current situation.

Compared to the sparsely populated aristocracy of the Shiba family, the Tsunaya family is the opposite.

Even the heirs are listed in multiple ways, and Sufeng just happens to be at the top.

In the original timeline, before Tsunayo Tokitan became the head of the family, it took a long time just to design and kill his own people.

In the case of prosperity, not only the central forty-six rooms, but also the high-level leaders of the noble council and the Golden Seal Society also have the existence of members of the Tsunayoyo family.

Of course, such a large family is not monolithic.

If Su Feng is not mistaken, in terms of factions alone, his family has at least double digits.

Different factions can be cooperative or hostile to each other.

The chaotic situation is even worse than the current corpse soul realm.

In contrast, under the rule of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai, the Thirteenth Guardian Team was much better maintained on the surface.

"Continue with the previous proposal, because of the many nobles, cough cough ......"

Tsunayo Akutagawa realized the inappropriateness of his words and decisively changed his words, "All in all, as the chief captain, you should handle this matter appropriately. ”

"Let the Corpse Soul Realm return to its former peace as soon as possible."

As the words fell, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, staring ahead with no joy or anger.

"The old man knows."

Tsunayo Akutagawa's face was pale, and he was not satisfied with Yamamoto Motoyanagisai's answer.

However, just as he was about to speak again, he noticed the rhythmic tapping sound and the warning gaze coming from the side.

"Alright, that's the end of this meeting."

Tsunayoyo Akutagawa dissatisfied, "The details will be passed on to you through the secret charm. ”

"Hey,."

Su Feng stood up, snorted disdainfully, and walked straight towards the inner court.

Yamamoto Yuanliuzhai bowed slightly: "Since this is the case, then the old man will leave first." ”

Before the two of them had gone far, a noisy quarrel sounded in the council hall.

"Which idiot is this suggestion?"

"It stands to reason that after Tsunaya Sufeng became the captain of the thirteenth team of the Protectorate, his temperament should be somewhat restrained."

"Useless temptation, don't use your short-sighted gaze to measure such fanatics, the laws of the Corpse Soul Realm are like nothing in front of them!"

"The rest will be handled by Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku, and we will ...... later"

Listening to the voice coming from behind, the corners of Su Feng's mouth rose and he smiled arrogantly.

The opportunity to anger a wave of room forty-six is rare.

If it weren't for the fact that these fools wanted to establish their majesty on him, they wouldn't have been in such a situation.

The fall of several nobles made this group of high-ranking forty-six chambers panic and put pressure on him through their usual means.

even pulled up Yamamoto Motoyanagisai as a deterrent.

But what they never expected was that from the beginning to the end, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai adhered to the mentality of watching the play, and did not stop it at all because of the behavior of Tracing the wind.

After all.

What he was loyal to was not the forty-six chambers, but the laws of the corpse soul realm and the high spirit king.

Although in a sense, Room 46 symbolizes the highest judicial authority in the Corpse Soul Realm, the previous behavior of Su Feng did not violate any laws and regulations.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai is just pedantic, not stupid.

He wouldn't target Su Feng because he was disrespectful to Room 46.

…………

The Palace of Confession, the sixth prison.

Dozens of jailers, dressed in white and with their faces hidden, walked down the deep corridors.

With chains in hand, they led the fourteen embarrassed figures in the direction of the rope bridge.

This group of sinners only stayed in the confession palace for less than a day before they were ordered to be escorted to the Twin Dead Hill for execution.

The nobles lost their former looks, and they looked lifeless.

They are pulled by chains, walking powerlessly, step by step towards the end of life.

The Hill of the Twin Dead.

On top of the empty cliffs, huge spears towered into the sky.

Dozens of figures stood near the execution platform, looking at the jailers and sinners walking in the distance.

"Captain Tracing Wind should be the first time I've seen torture, right?"

Kyoraku Harusui held the lily hat, collected his feather, and looked up at the sky.

"The next scene is quite spectacular!"

Su Feng clasped his hands around: "Actually, I'm more curious about whether the Destroyer King really has the destructive power of a million slashing swords?" ”

"Who set the standard for the destructive power of a single slashing knife?"

"If you count it according to the power of the Liberation of the Flowing Blade, I'm afraid that this execution is not going to destroy an entire corpse soul realm plus two lifetimes, right?"

Jing Le Chunshui rubbed his chin full of stubble, thoughtfully: "The perspective of your young people's way of thinking is really novel. ”

"No one has ever set a relevant standard, but judging from past executions, it should be no more than the power of the most ordinary shallow form of the slashing knife."

"Sure enough, it's a showcase."

Su Feng was slightly disdainful, "Boasting or something, it seems to have become a common practice." ”

The slightest ridicule that didn't give face, made Jingle Chunshui wave his hand again and again, and smiled maliciously: "Be quiet, give the old man some face." ”

"At the beginning, he personally set up the ......"