Nangong Shaoyou's words were cold, colder than this bleak night, Ling'er didn't know why, she always had more courage by this man's side, Nangong Shaoyou handed her a dagger, and she slowly walked towards the man. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man's face was full of fear, and he shouted loudly: "Black Venerable, everyone is a disciple of the Netherworld Sect Master, you can't watch me being killed by outsiders!"

"I'm not Nangong Shaoyou's opponent, I can't help it!" said Hei Wuchang coldly.

Nangong Shaoyou picked up the wine jar, drank a few sips, and then handed it to Ling'er, Ling'er also drank a few sips, threw the wine jar, the hops splashed, the dagger in her hand was up, and a pillar of blood splashed out of the man's chest, a smart and simple girl, a man with a corpse in his hand, the scene was very terrifying.

Nangong Shaoyou threw the corpse away, looked up to the sky and roared, Ling'er looked at this beast-like man, looked at the scar on his face, but he was full of tenderness, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the blood on his face for him.

"Friends, since you're here, why don't you come out together? Now that it's a child, it's time to be the world of wild ghosts and ghosts!" Nangong Shaoyou said loudly, the voice was not loud, but it shook everyone's ears.

In the dark night, dozens of people suddenly stood on the long street, and they appeared like ghosts, these people threw paper money in their hands, like a funeral procession.

At the head were two men in their fifties, who did not see their footsteps, but they were getting closer and closer, and this kind of kung fu was also extremely rare.

The two approached, dozens of people behind them stood expressionlessly behind, these two people looked very weird, one of them had two scars on his face, just into a "ten" character, from the front of the two eyes, crossed on the nose, to the chin, the other person's sallow face did not have a little bit of flesh, it was like a skeleton, but the body was fat, just like a thin man's head was transferred to the body of a fat man.

Hei Impermanence Fan Wusu hurriedly stepped forward to salute the two of them, and then said: "Hei Impermanence See Emperor Song, see King Qiguan, in front of him is a family of seventy-two people in Perakmen, and they are waiting for the King of Hades to be judged and convicted, and this is Nangong Shaoyou." ”

Cheng Ruofei immediately turned into anger when he heard this: "What kind of little devils are you two, Thunderbolt Gate is chivalrous, where is it the turn of two little devils to judge!"

The two Hades ignored him, and the Song Emperor with a scar on his face said faintly: "Ling Chaozong, you went against the sky and assisted the Song Kingdom, which has run out of energy, and often fights against the true Son of Heaven, can you be guilty?"

His voice was like the wind, drifting through the air, completely directionless, but it was clearly audible to everyone.

Ling Chaozong laughed: "I think that I Ling Mou has been a citizen all his life, and what I have done is to do righteous things, and I want the people to live and work in peace and contentment, so it doesn't matter who will be the emperor, but whoever causes a war and plunges the people into misery is Ling's enemy! Ling Mou never believed in the sky, and he didn't know what the true son of heaven was, but he only knew that now the Great Song Emperor is working hard and treating the people preferentially, so he supports him, and the Mongolian Tatar Emperor is at ease in the desert, and if he wants to invade the Central Plains, I will have to compete with him!"

He said it righteously and awe-inspiringly, and immediately won the cheerful approval of more than 100 disciples.

"King Guanguan, what kind of punishment will such a stubborn and unknown person receive?" Emperor Song said quietly.

"Blood Pool Baptism!" The speed of the king's speech was extremely slow, but his body was extremely fast, a green light flashed, and a person had fallen in front of Ling Chaozong, and the king was still standing in place, and he advanced and retreated in an instant.

"Jiayu, where are you hurt?" Ling Chaozong hugged his disciple Wu Jiayu, it turned out that Wu Jiayu saw it accurately, and he was afraid that the master was not on guard, and when he caught the man's way, he immediately blocked in front of the master.

Wu Jiayu pressed his right arm with his left hand and said with a smile: "Master, it's okay, it's just that I hurt my right arm." ”

"Does the wound feel itchy?" Ling Chaozong was afraid that he had been poisoned.

Wu Jiayu shook his head, Ling Chaozong saw that the blood that came out was bright red, not like poisoning, and his heart was relieved at the moment, so he hurriedly took out the hemostatic medicine and put it on him, tore a piece of clothing and bandaged it.

He stood up and said loudly: "What kind of official king, Ling is impatient, I want to meet the king of Hades!"

The official king did not pay attention to Ling Chaozong, his expression was extremely arrogant, he turned his head and said, "The fourth disciple of Ling Chaozong, the head of the Perak Sect, Wu Jiayu!"

A Nether Sect disciple in the back immediately took out a pen and paper and said, "Tell the official king, it has been recorded!"

"Okay, the second one, Ling Chaozong, the head of the Thunderbolt Sect!" the tone of the official king was still very slow.

The disciple who was in charge of recording in the back hurriedly agreed.

"Master, the fourth senior brother's blood can't be stopped!" the little disciple behind suddenly exclaimed.

Ling Chaozong's face changed, and when he turned his head, he saw a drop of blood dripping down Wu Jiayu's right arm, and hurriedly said: "Go in, go to the wound medicine again, second brother, seal the acupoint for him." ”

"Senior brother's acupoint has been sealed, but the blood still can't be stopped. Xu Dahai said hurriedly.

At this time, the white shadow flashed, Nangong Shaoyou was already standing in front of Wu Jiayu, he shot like the wind, sealing the acupoints on Wu Jiayu's right arm, but the blood was still flowing down drop by drop.

Although the flow was slow, it didn't seem to stop, and he was amazed.

I only heard Hei Wuchang sneered: "Brother Nangong, I don't think you have to think in vain, the hell guarded by the King of Servants is called the Hell of the Blood Pool, the so-called blood pool is a pool made of human blood, as long as it is hooked by the soul of the King of Officials, that person will bleed more than once, no one in the world can solve it except for the King of Officials himself, the blood of this Wu Jiayu's body will not stop until the last drop is shed, otherwise how could our judge record his name on the life and death strategy, and the next one is Ling Chaozong!"

His tone was indifferent, but it was shocking, the most feared way to die was not to give people a fatal knife, and death was slow to wait for death, and I didn't know when death would come.

The green light flashed, and only two sounds of "ooh--o-o" were heard, and the king of the servants immediately retreated, his face seemed to be smiling, he hit Ling Chaozong twice in a row, but Nangong Shaoyou took the long sword from Ling'er's hand and handed over his soul hook twice.

Nangong Shaoyou came first, and obviously won the battle, but the king of the officials showed a trace of excitement and joy, which was very weird.

Nangong Shaoyou suddenly understood that the Nine Palaces of Yama were not really assisting Jiang Ziwen, and his family was trapped, and he could only save his family by acting loyally, but if the enemy he dealt with was too strong and he fought to the death, it would be a good thing, so that his family could regain their freedom.

Exchanging one's own life for the life of a family is really a helpless move, but it is a very happy thing.

Fang had only fought Nangong Shaoyou for two rounds, and the king knew that this person was very likely to kill him, so he was very happy in his heart.

It is a miracle in the world that he is happy that he can be killed! )