There was still a period of time before the execution, Wu Lingque stabilized his mood, collected all the spiritual power fluctuations, and sat quietly next to the palace eunuch.

Wu Lingque narrowed his eyes and glanced at the official judge who was beheaded. Zhou Zheng has a rigid appearance, a bitter face, and the realm does not look low, and he is already a monk in the second realm of Dragon Leap. But compared to Su Yizhi, the judge of the Divine Rise Realm who came forward to interrogate Feng Moyu that day, it was completely inadequate.

That day, the intention of the palace to arrange Su Yizhi to be the judge was not to prevent Feng Moyu from escaping at all-who could escape near the palace? That Su Yizhi was actually guarding against him Wu Lingque.

The grandmaster in the palace, the great grandmaster of the Transformation Realm, except for the three major offerings, is definitely gone. But the number of Divine Origin Realms is definitely not small. As for the exactly, no one knows.

In his early years, Su Yizhi practiced in a small sect with an unknown name in the south of the Zhenbei jurisdiction, and was later taken away by passing royal masters. It is often rumored that Liu Shanling has been teaching for many years and is responsible for his cultivation, so he can make such rapid progress, and at the age of twenty-seven, he has entered the Shenqi realm in a solid manner, and there is even hope that he will touch the incarnation realm in the future.

Su Yizhi made a move to stop Wu Lingque that day, and Wu Lingque couldn't see the depth of the vein, but Qi Yong, who was watching from the sidelines, specifically talked about Su Yizhi, and only said that this person was definitely not from Liu Shanling. Just looking at its shape, it seems that it does open and close, and there is a bold style, but inside it is a step by step rules, and the control of the weight of the shot is not bad. Different from ordinary grandmasters who pursue killing power, Su Yizhi's pursuit of the realm is more like: As soon as I make a move, I will become a square circle. Martial arts is not about "killing the enemy", but about "binding the enemy".

I believe that there are many such strange people who are hidden in the palace all year round. There are several of these semi-public Divine Rise Realms alone, and the martial arts are different, which one is not a first-class genius outside? What's more, there is definitely a Divine Rise Realm hidden in the palace that is unborn and unknown to the outside world.

For the Zhenbei Palace, there is no realm of the Great Grandmaster of the Transformation Habitat, and there is no trace of wind and waves at all if you enter it; even if it is the Transformation Habitat, it is a death to be able to set off a little wind and waves. Feng Moyu has a trapped dragon nail on his body that restricts spiritual power, and those rune formations on it, who created them? Which cultivator is not frightened when he sees it?

The grandmasters gathered, but they also liked to play some tricks. Wu Lingque sneered in his heart - during the trial, he called Su Yizhi's town, and when he was about to be killed, there was only one fancy Dragon Leap Second Realm. What is it that you want to think of something?

"I, Wu Lingque's Divine Rise Realm, may not be the opponent of Su Yi's Divine Rise Realm, but looking at such a field, there will be no mistakes!"

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the crowd was a little agitated.

I don't know who started it, but the idle spectators began to discuss the woman who was quietly waiting to be beheaded in the scene. This time, the crowd was unanimous in their opinions on whether to kill or not. After all, it was a case personally sent by the Zhenbei Wangfu to try it, and there must be no mistakes.

In this way, there is only one of the two previous focuses, that is, what kind of sect is the sect that was destroyed by such a weak woman.

The civilians didn't know much about these things, so they couldn't say why, they just killed time indiscriminately. At first, there were many sympathetic voices in the discussion, but gradually, it finally returned to the discussion of the strength of the sect. A few men may want to show themselves, especially to fight for red faces. One side said that the woman in that scene was not a mortal at first glance, it must be because she was too powerful to be shocking, and the palace personally sent someone to judge it was also a proof. On the other hand, he always thinks that the woman is too young, and it must be that the strength of the sect is too poor, the main sect is too weak, or too stupid, so that the National Teacher's Mansion has a chance.

Just when the two sides were arguing, there was no sound next to him, and the man with the sword holding the hat spoke:

"A few days ago, the sect was destroyed by the National Teacher's Mansion...... There is a big event on the rivers and lakes that can be matched. ”

Everyone next to them heard this--this seems to be a real Jianghu man! For a while, everyone's eyes lit up, and their eyes were all focused on the man with the sword.

The man with the sword was indifferent to the gaze of these ordinary people, but he thought of the old guy again, and felt a little happy for a while.

Back then, he was in the mountains and forests and studied in Tingtao Pavilion, but the old Taoist said nonsense and was unwilling to accept him under the door. He was forced to be helpless, and worked as a bandit in the grass of Storm Town for two years, but the old guy didn't miss the old love at all, and almost killed him back then. Fortunately, he learned a side door technique and was able to escape.

These days, when I heard about Tingtao Pavilion here, didn't that pretending old guy die in the hands of others in the end? So, what's the use of doing good deeds and accumulating virtue? God can't see it, of course, the bigger the fist, the more effective!

The man with the sword has begun to rejoice: Fortunately, the old guy confiscated himself as an apprentice, otherwise he would have to be buried in Tingtao Pavilion, how can he live this free life now?

moved the hat, the man couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth, he just felt that it was too ridiculous:

"It turns out that the old guy died at the hands of such a junior? Back then, a bunch of flowers scared me half to death, hahahaha......"

After saying such a sentence that made the people next to him puzzled, the man holding the sword stopped talking, adjusted his mood, and closed his eyes to recuperate. I didn't appreciate the old guy's appearance when he died, and it was a little different to be able to see this little beauty dying generously.

"Hey. ”

As he pondered, a gentle, crisp voice suddenly sounded in front of him, and a monk's instinct made his hair stand on end in an instant.

Opening his eyes suddenly, the man took a step back and looked at the comer.

A black-clothed young man was bending slightly on the platform in front of the man, just at eye level with him. The young man looked at him with a smile behind his hands, as if talking to an acquaintance:

"Dude, what do you call it?"

The man took another step back and hid into the crowd. He bowed his head slightly, covered his face with a hat, and did not answer.

"Contemptible people listen to Tao Pavilion disciples. ”

Wu Lingque straightened up, still with his hands behind his back, his demeanor was calm, and he walked back to the seat of the prison cutting platform, as if talking to himself:

"That's right...... If I don't talk about it now, I'll find out later......"

The man holding the sword was full of heart, because of his status as a prisoner, he obviously didn't listen to the young man's soft words, but at this time, the voice sounded in his ears, more like it sounded directly in his head!

A thought exploded in his mind - "Grandmaster!"

The man holding the sword no longer had the posture he had before, like a bird with a frightened bow, and fled in a hurry. He stumbled his way out of the crowd, and as soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, he didn't care so much, so he just rushed forward! The farther away from here, the better, and it was better to run out of this town in one go!

This is the most direct feeling of the man holding the sword, many years of life licking blood from the knife edge, let him smell the smell of death in advance, there is no other way but to escape.

Obviously, he has just entered the Dragon Leap Realm, and he has reached the point where he can accept disciples and start a sect, so he must not die here in vain!

On the beheading platform, Wu Lingque looked calm, looking at the man who didn't know what to do until he disappeared. He was not in a hurry, Qi Xue beside him was no longer around.

The man who crashed into the door and died was just a small accident, compared to him, Wu Lingque cared more about another person.

"Coming?"

Next to the executioner of the torture platform, at some point, a masked man in Tsing Yi stood at some point. Before the executioner could react, a knife was already clasped around his neck, and the fat man fell to the ground like a small mountain, raising a lot of dust.

Wu Lingque jumped, and also jumped onto the torture platform and confronted the man in green clothes.

"I thought you wouldn't come, you came, I thought you wouldn't come, you came. ”

Under the torture platform, the guards have all surrounded the circular torture platform.

As for the well-rounded supervisor, he rubbed his brows and stood up as well.

Feng Qianmo avoided Wu Lingque's forced gaze, took out the purple gold token with great authority, and shouted:

"Zijin Xuan, Zhenbei's subordinate is ordered to be heard! The suspect Feng Moyu is temporarily detained, and he will be retried at a later date! Considering his special nature, a special person will be sent to prison!"

The guards at the execution ground who came around were a little confused for a while--the Zijin Order has a lot of authority, but they have never seen it used before the execution ground? Moreover, the result of this trial is the result of the judgment of the prince Su Yizhi personally sent by the palace to announce the sentence, according to the direct command of the palace, the level is higher than the Zijin Order; according to the personal identity of Lord Su Yizhi, it is basically the same level as the Zijin Order, and the Zijin Order can be denied this question?

At this time, as the supervisor who Master Su specially named and found this time, Li Yan knew that the time had come for him to take the blame. Although Master Su only hinted at a few words, if he wasn't a smart person, he wouldn't have been found.

But it's not a fucking errand!

Li Yan is really dumb and eats coptis, but he can only secretly curse in his heart for this kid who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he really fucking came to rob the Dharma field!

When you scold people indiscriminately in your heart, it doesn't matter what brand Zijin Ling is to the next level!

Li Zhen stubbornly knelt down on one knee in the prison beheading platform:

"The subordinate judge of the Zhenbei Town Cultivator's Mansion, the supervisor Li Yan, listen to the order!"

The guards who surrounded the torture platform were in a dilemma, and when they saw that the prison officials were all kneeling, they all knelt down, and they all knelt down, all of them were "listen to orders".

Feng Qianmo hugged Feng Moyu tightly in his arms and shouted:

"Stand down!"

So in an instant, the crowd dispersed, and Li Yan hurriedly got off the field, asking the guards of the execution ground to disperse all the dazed public spectators. For a while, there was a mess, noisy and shouting, many men who didn't look at the excitement were not satisfied at all, grinding and chirping and reluctant to leave, and it was impossible for the guards to move their hands and feet, so there was noise around the circular torture platform.

But between the three people who were still standing in the field, it was extraordinarily quiet.

"You shouldn't have come to save me. Feng Moyu spoke softly, but in fact he was full of joy, his face was full of tears, and he buried his face in Feng Qianmo's arms, never wanting to lift it up again.

Feng Qianmo hugged Feng Moyu tighter:

"I've made you suffer, I'll take you away!"

"Let's go?" Wu Lingque smiled--Su Yizhi, you are playing yin with me!Okay, even if there is no Zhenbei Palace, I, Wu Lingque, will not be able to stop a Feng Qianmo alone?!

"It's really touching, turning hatred into marriage, so romantic that I have to melt ......"

Wu Lingque's eyes were fierce in an instant, and his spiritual power flowed, and there was no slightest concealment in the realm of the Divine Rise Realm, and in an instant, he locked all the two of them in his own qi.

"So, Liu Junxing, this is what is called, laughing and enmity?!Or is it that the dead one is full of Tingtao Pavilion, and it has nothing to do with you as an outsider?!"

"Oh, by the way, your name is Feng Qianmo, you have never apprenticed, you didn't enter my door, you are an outsider, of course, there is no burden. Why give up the beauty in your arms for the sake of a sect that has died?"

Wu Lingque's eyes were red, and his fists were clenched:

"The third senior brother will die in front of you!

Taking a deep breath, Wu Lingque's eyes suddenly fell silent, and only the killing machine remained:

"I'm so disappointed in you. ”