Shang Jingxing's expression was indifferent, with sadness in his eyes, and he strolled towards the periphery, while Xiaoyun followed him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He walked very slowly, with a clear goal, step by step, each step seemed to step on Yao Wude's heart to make it beat violently, and the momentum on Shang Jingxing's body increased by one point, and the two were obviously unrelated but coincidentally formed this strange synchronization.

A long time has passed, but Yan Long has not announced the start of the game for a long time, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is Yan Long's deliberate help, but even Wei Li does not dare to jump out and break it, because the owner of the east floor is present, Yan Long dares to do this, not to mention that he has at least been acquiesced.

After another half of the tea, Shang Jingxing finally walked in front of Yao Wude, and looked condescendingly at Yao Wude, who was sitting on the ground and discouraged.

Boom!

The black wooden coffin was placed in front of Yao Wude, and the twenty-six names on it were clearly visible, except for Dongfang Qing at the very end, everyone else was a member of the Bingxin Sect.

"Yao Wude, kneel down and confess to the souls of the undead in my soldiers' hearts. ”

Shang Jingxing opened his mouth, and there were the anger of the wind, the cold of autumn, and the sorrow of the cicada in his words, he had just experienced the three performances of heaven and earth and accepted the teachings of heaven and earth, so that he still had a trace of heaven and earth, so that all the people around him who heard these words were cold, and the most prosperous of them was Yao Wude and Tong Yuanming beside him.

"I ......"

Yao Wude opened his mouth, his legs trembled, his eyes looked at Shang Jingxing with some hollowness, and finally slowly knelt down.

"The son of the second elder of Lingyaomen, Yao Wude, for all the people who participated in the destruction of the Bingxin Gate of Lingyaomen, knelt down for the twenty-five undead of the Bingxinmen. ”

Yao Wude's body trembled, these words were all written by Shang Jingxing on the gambling contract, even if he was unwilling in his heart, he could only say according to these words, the punishment of Lingyaomen and the punishment of the rules of the tower realm, he chose the former, at least from this point of view, he was much stronger than Hai Sangyu who died under the rules of the tower realm.

In the distance, the hands of the master of the east floor trembled, and a wave of anger erupted from his heart, and a gust of wind blew without warning, but it disappeared in an instant after a breath, he sighed heavily, and his clenched hands slowly let go.

Tens of thousands of people around were stunned when they heard this, and the people in the distance didn't hear it because they didn't cultivate enough, and looked at those who were stunned inexplicably.

After a few breaths, he gasped and talked about it, and soon, even those who were a little far away knew Yao Wude's words.

"The murderer turned out to be Lingyaomen!" Many people exclaimed.

"Probably not, this should be Shang Jingxing's words to Yao Wude...... "Many people who have something to do with Lingyaomen will be suspicious.

"Shang Jingxing's bloody mouth spews people!What is the Bingxin Sect that is worthy of our Lingyaomen's action?!" The Lingyaomen's disciple's face changed, and he scolded as soon as he opened his mouth.

"How could Shang Jingxing come out of nowhere!" Shang Jingxing's supporters immediately retorted.

What the crowd was talking about had nothing to do with Shang Jingxing, and he didn't even move a single point with his expression.

"So, what are you waiting for?"

Shang Jingxing's indifferent words came, like the verdict of death.

Yao Wude raised his head, his eyes had been filled with despair, and after dozens of breaths, his head fell heavily, and the whole person lay there in prostration, not getting up for a long time, he knew that his life was completely over from this moment on.

I don't know when, Xiaoyun's big eyes shed two lines of tears.

"Haha...... Hahaha...... Hahaha!!"

Shang Jingxing looked down at Yao Wude, and bursts of laughter came out of his throat, from light to loud, revealing indescribable anger and sadness.

The more than a billion pairs of eyes present all watched this scene, Yao Wude fell to his knees, and Shang Jingxing looked up to the sky in front of him and smiled sadly.

Nearly 100,000 people who supported Shang Jingxing watched silently, at this moment they had a feeling of empathy, no matter what others said, they believed in Shang Jingxing, believed in his words, and believed that Lingyaomen was the murderer of the door.

There are also hundreds of millions of people who either support Wei Li, or are jealous of Shang Jingxing, or close to Lingyaomen, but they are scolding, scolding Shang Jingxing for being immoral and benevolent, and the scolding even overshadows Shang Jingxing's laughter, which adds to his sadness.

The remaining millions of people were silent and looked at Shang Jingxing who was drowned in the scolding, some of them were neutral, some had supported Wei Li before, and some had secretly insulted Shang Jingxing, but at this moment they couldn't say a word.

They don't see no benevolence and no virtue, they see what they do without hesitation, even if this move may bring about death...... Affectionate and righteous!

Smiling and smiling, Shang Jingxing's eyes were slightly foggy, but he quickly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they returned to the calm of an ancient pool.

He said lightly: "Get up." ”

After speaking, Shang Jingxing picked up the black coffin again, took Xiaoyun's hand and turned to leave.

At the moment when he turned around, a flying sword suddenly burst out of the crowd, with a sound that broke through the sky, pointing directly at Shang Jingxing's back heart.

"Be careful!"

Countless people reminded loudly, but it was a pity that the speed of the flying sword was even faster than the speed at which they could speak.

Just when everyone thought that Shang Jingxing was about to die, the lord of the east floor on the high platform made a move.

"Presumptuous!"

He let out a loud shout, and pressed the handle of the wooden chair with his right hand, and suddenly the handle of the chair was like an arrow off the string, and the three sounded in unison, and he flew behind Shang Jingxing at a speed far exceeding the speed of the flying sword.

Boom!

The chair handle and the flying sword collided, and the two were just deadlocked, and the chair handle was just an ordinary thing after all, even if it was controlled by the master on the east floor, it was instantly broken into two and fell to the ground.

However, compared with the chair handle, the flying sword is much more miserable, the sword body is broken inch by inch, scattered in the air, and a fourth-grade general-level weapon is directly scrapped!

"Poof!"

A middle-aged man in the crowd spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the people around him immediately quickly retreated to make a clearing.

"It's Lingyao Sect Great Elder Qu Jianhan!"

"The first person in the Qi refining period of the Initiation City!"

"No wonder it can destroy the chair handle controlled by the master on the east floor!"

Qu Jianhan indifferently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the master of the eastern floor, then glanced at Shang Jingxing, and finally turned to leave, and said gloomily: "Yao Wude expelled from the Lingyao Gate." ”

Tong Yuanming didn't even look at Yao Wude, and immediately followed, and at the same time, the other Lingyao Sect disciples who watched Yuwen Wubi also left, and they looked at Yao Wude's eyes with either ridicule or sympathy.

Arrogant to the extreme!

Qu Jianhan tried to kill the champion in a vain attempt to kill the champion in Yuwen Wubi, and after he failed, he didn't even say a word to the east layer master, this move almost didn't put the east layer master in his eyes, seventy percent of the people were furious in their hearts, this matter had nothing to do with Shang Jingxing, and insulting the east layer master was insulting the entire east area of the first layer for them.

"This old horse—!"

One of the young men wanted to scold when he opened his mouth, but he was immediately stopped by his companions.

"You're stupid! people are the first level of the first sect!"

As soon as this man spoke, all those who wanted to scold swallowed the words back into their stomachs.

That's right! Lingyao Sect is the first sect of the first layer, and the subordinate sect is the top sect of the third layer, who dares to provoke it!

Only a few people, including Shang Jingxing, had a flash of their eyes, and a sense of uneasiness rose in their hearts, they knew in their hearts that even these identities were not enough to make the East Layer Lord not punish, let alone make Qu Jianhan so arrogant.

Shang Jingxing sighed and said in his heart: "This Origin City is really eventful......