Sure enough, Zhang Ke was brought up under the supervision of two Shenyi Sect disciples.
His hair was disheveled, and his hands and feet were chained with forbidden shackles.
He was wearing a black and red Taoist robe, all stains of blood were left after solidification.
Yu Hualong looked at Zhang Ke's appearance in the audience and felt a little uncomfortable.
In fact, during these days, Zhang Ke was not treated maliciously by the Shenyi Sect.
The blood stains on his body were also left when he fought with Hou Can and Situ Qing.
Zhang Ke looked calm, knowing that his life was coming to an end.
Impulsive?
Yes!
Is there a better way?
have!
But he doesn't want to!
He did not regret what he did. At that time, he only wanted to kill the two of them.
Hou Can didn't want to take a breath of air, and Situ Qing took a few more breaths.
Not long after, Master Shaohua walked to the stone platform and looked around. There were thousands of practitioners gathered under the stone platform.
He believed that there must be people coming here at this moment, and in a few days, there would be more practitioners.
"Ahem!"
He cleared his throat and spoke slowly.
"Ten days ago, Zhang Ke, the Xiantian Qi Sect, broke into my Shenyi Sect's Tuocheng station and killed Situ Qing, my Shenyi Sect disciple!"
"There is a clear saying from ancient times: Pay debts with money, kill with life!"
"Today, my Shenyi Sect is going to kill Zhang Ke here! I hope you can all be witnesses!"
Then the order was given without any hesitation.
"cut!"
The sound is not very loud, but everyone can hear it clearly.
Yu Hualong felt bad and waved his hand when he saw Master Shaohua.
A fat executioner in red clothes came forward with a big knife.
Busy shouted: "Slow down!"
A loud shout attracted everyone's attention.
Yu Hualong said loudly: "This is just the words of your Shenyi Sect family. Besides, why Zhang Ke killed people, please explain clearly!"
"That's right! This is your Shenyi Sect's territory. It's not up to you to say what you say!"
"..."
The practitioners in the audience began to boo, which was the purpose of Yu Hualong's call for casual practitioners.
Master Shaohua sneered and ignored it at all. He just waved to the executioner.
shouted: "Behead!"
"slow!"
There was another loud shout, but this time the voice was female.
Everyone couldn't help but look sideways, and saw a female cultivator hurriedly coming from a distance.
The attire is rather strange, wearing splendid clothes and many jewelry on her wrists and neck.
Master Shaohua was a little angry. He waited until the female cultivator jumped onto the stone platform and then asked, "Who are you?"
"Junior Laizhou Bixiao Palace Nie Yin, Zhang Ke has been very kind to my Bixiao Palace, and I would like to ask the real person to be accommodating!"
After speaking, he handed the three letters to Master Shaohua.
Master Shaohua had a gloomy face, took the letter, and opened it one by one to check it out.
"His!"
Taking a deep breath secretly, the three True Lords wrote letters in their own hands to plead for mercy. This...
He felt a little dizzy and didn't know how to deal with it.
"Bring it to me and see!"
The voice of True Monarch Yunshan came, and a soul appeared on the stone platform.
The soul appears, and the phantoms of mountains and mountains appear one by one around him.
"snort!"
I took the letter and took a look at it.
"Laizhou can't control my affairs in Dingzhou!"
Master Shaohua understood and said loudly: "Behead!"
"slow!"
Another loud shout!
Master Shaohua was really angry. He issued orders three times and was blocked three times.
This time he ignored it and was about to order the executioner to do it.
I saw a huge creature flying over in the sky in the distance.
The speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, we were already above Sixiangzhai.
His expression suddenly froze, this... I really couldn't ignore it.
The huge figure completely shrouded Sixiangzhai in shadow.
"Roar!"
A dragon roar resounded across the sky.
The world is changing, and a pressure as heavy as a mountain is coming towards you with the power of heaven and earth.
Everyone held their breath, their hearts depressed and heavy, and the huge venue was silent.
In Tuocheng, ordinary people lay on the ground with fear and fear, not daring to move. As for the animals, they were already so frightened that they fainted.
Master Shaohua forced a smile.
"Master Qingmei, what do you mean?"
Master Qingmei didn't even explain.
"Let them go!"
Express your wishes cleanly and neatly.
"His!"
All the practitioners present took a breath of cold air.
So overbearing!
The soul of the Shenyi Sect was standing beside him, and he dared to speak like this. This was the only time I had seen him in his life.
Someone I didn't recognize quietly asked about Master Qingmei's origins.
As others explained, they all understood what kind of person this was.
The practitioners who watched the excitement were very excited. Such a scene was enough to exchange for three pots of good wine to accompany the meal.
True Lord Yunshan was also stunned for a moment, and then he became angry. For many years, no one dared to act arrogantly in front of him.
"Buzz!"
A ray of light emitted from the eyes of the soul.
He wanted to kill Zhang Ke in front of Master Qingmei to see what she could do.
He had also heard about the fate of Master Qingmei. If it had been done in private, maybe he would have given up the face.
But at this time, the shameful knife was hard to sheath, and there was no other way.
With her green eyebrows raised, she could see what True Lord Yunshan meant.
Without hesitation, his shoulders shook, and the third sword on his back let out a sword cry.
"Zheng~!"
Many practitioners groaned in unison.
Just hearing the sound of swords, countless people felt as if they had been stabbed.
True Lord Yunshan was about to take action when he suddenly felt a sword intent locking him.
Vast, deep, and vast, an indescribable tremor suddenly appeared from the bottom of my heart.
It was noon at this time, the sun was shining brightly, and there were no clouds in the sky.
With the sound of the sword, the scabbard behind Qingmei continued to tremble.
In an instant, the surroundings became pitch black, and countless stars appeared in the darkness.
But in an instant, it turned into daytime again, with the red sun in the sky.
As the scabbard trembles, the sound of the sword sounds from time to time, and with every tremor, there must be an instant alternation of day and night.
Even though Zhang Ke was devastated, he was stunned when he saw this scene.
Could this be the third sword in the legend of Qingmei Zhenren that can kill the soul?
True Lord Yunshan did not dare to risk his own life.
He had a feeling that this sword really had the ability to kill him.
You must know that what Qingmei Zhenren is good at is the swordsmanship of transformation.
This third sword has already created such a momentum even before it is unsheathed.
If it really takes shape, the power is unimaginable.
And Qingmei Zhenren didn't dare to draw the sword easily. The purpose of her coming was to save people.
Once a real move is made, the situation will inevitably be unable to change and a stalemate will form for a while.
The practitioners present were eye-opening and saw the continuous rotation of day and night around them.
Secretly guessing what Master Qingmei's third sword is.
"Haha! How about you two put aside your magical powers for now and listen to what I have to say?"
A clear voice came.
True Lord Yunshan and True Lord Qingmei secretly breathed a sigh of relief and both stopped their hands.
Suddenly, it was back to the clear sky and bright sunshine.
Everyone let out a sigh of relief. The pressure caused by the day and night rotation just now was too much.
Looking around, I saw two people flying in the distance.
First there was a Taoist priest, wearing a Bagua Taoist robe, handsome and handsome, with flames flying around his body.
There is a white cloud floating at the feet of another person. His white robe has long sleeves and his belt is fluttering in the wind.
He has a golden crown on his head, long eyebrows like willows, a body like a jade tree, and a touch of handsomeness in his delicate facial features.
Not long after, the two flew to the stone platform and stood still.
The Taoist priest in front of him smiled "haha".
"Fu Yizong of the Eight Views Palace, a poor Taoist, has met True Monarch Yunshan, fellow Taoist Qingmei!"
"Junior Luan Changsen of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace of Yunxiao has met the True Monarch of Yunshan, the True Lord Qingmei!"