"Hahaha, old man, why are you pretending to be compassionate? You massacred your own people and destroyed my sect. Your crimes are heinous. Sooner or later, you will be punished by God..." A disciple of the Wenjian Sect, covered in blood, sneered and shouted: "I would like to ask the disciples of the Sword Sect, how can a good man with strong bones and strong bones give in to a person with a low moral character like you? Hahaha, I would rather be a swordsman ghost than a thief!"
These words aroused the enthusiasm of other disciples of the Wenjian Sect.
"Yes, hahaha, if it's just death, what's the point?"
"I ask about the blood shed by Jianzong today. Sooner or later, one day, I will let you shed it back a thousand times!"
"Even if I die, I still want to be an upright human man. How can I get along with the dirty and despicable people like you who collude with the demon clan?"
"Bah! Old thief Lu Xiongfei, in the past you were considered a flag of our Snow State human race, and you deserved the word 'strong'. It's a pity that you didn't protect yourself at the end of the year and became a thief. If you are old and don't die, you are a thief. I advise you to hurry up and make yourself Wipe your neck!"
In the cold wind, a group of prisoners who could not stand still laughed and their blood boiled.
Lu Xiongfei's expression changed again and again, and finally he snorted coldly: "Humph, a bunch of people who don't know whether they live or die, let's see how long you can keep your mouth shut!" He nodded towards the people around him.
A middle-aged man with a white face, a beard, and a strange appearance strode into the square with a sneer.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, tyrannical profound energy surged out, pulling the disciple of the Wenjian Sect who spoke first out of the crowd, and sneered: "Boy, what's your name?"
The disciple of the Wenjian Sect was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with fluff at the corner of his mouth and a childish look, but he did not give in. He laughed and said, "Grandpa, I will change my name if I can, but I will not change my surname. Zhao Xingcheng, the law enforcement team of the Wenjian Sect, That’s right. Grandpa recognizes you. Your name is Jin Xiang, the head of Selangor Province. It’s really ridiculous. Just half a year ago, I Wenjian Sect won the first place in the Selling Sect Sect Competition. You Jin Xiang chases after Li Jianyi Palm every day. My disciple wants to form an alliance with me, Wenjian Sect, but now he is acting humbly as the executioner of Qingping Academy, massacring the disciples of I, Wenjian Sect, how can I have the face to stand in front of grandpa?"
Jin Xiang was scolded, and his eyebrows jumped. His face turned blue and red, and he said angrily: "Okay, Zhao Xingcheng, you are tough, right? I want to see how tough you can be under the influence of oil frying." To what extent!"
The words have not yet finished.
A burst of mysterious energy surged out of his hand, lifted Zhao Xingcheng up in the air, and threw him directly towards the boiling oil pot.
Jin Xiang did not completely take Zhao Xingcheng in at once. He controlled the mysterious energy and hung Zhao Xingcheng above the oil pan. He sneered: "Boy, have you sensed the heat of the boiling oil? I will give you one last chance. As long as you speak loudly Just say 'Li Jianyi is a shrinking coward', and I will give you a happy life!"
Among the people watching around, the timid ones no longer dared to look any further.
Frying a living person in a pan, such a tragedy and pain, even a hardened man cannot bear it.
"Hahaha, Mr. Jin, if you have the ability, come and see if grandpa will beg for mercy..." Zhao Xingcheng laughed loudly, "I am just an ordinary disciple of the Wenjian Sect. I came from a lowly background and did not enter the sect. I have been an asshole before, and I have never even seen the leader up close, but I don’t have to be soft on my senior brothers and uncles who are buried underground in a bloody battle for the sect. Come on, Mr. Jin, Ha ha!"
"Okay, let's see how long you can hold on..." Jin Xiang sneered, controlled the mysterious energy, and lowered Zhao Xingcheng. The hot boiling oil immediately flooded his knees.
The sound of sizzling frying sounded in the air.
There was a clear smell of meat.
Zhao Xingcheng's body twitched crazily in an instant, and his entire face was deformed ferociously due to the severe pain. He gritted his teeth tightly without even a slight hum. In the end, he bit his lip and broke his teeth. , beads of sweat as big as soybeans broke out crazily on his forehead, and soon he fainted...
"Junior Brother Zhao..."
"Jin, you beast, you have the ability to come at me!"
"I swear, if I, Feng Delun, don't die today, sooner or later, I will cut you, Jin Xiang, into pieces..."
"Junior Brother Xingcheng, well done. You are a man. I will obey you today..."
The other disciples of Wenjian Sect went crazy and rushed over like crazy, but were firmly blocked by the armored warriors. They all had their profound energy sealed and were worse than ordinary people. How could they rush over? I can only watch helplessly as my brothers, who are as close as brothers, suffer this human torture.
Jin Xiang smiled coldly and lifted Zhao Xingcheng up again.
A burst of meaty aroma floats.
I saw that Zhao Xingcheng's feet and calves were completely charred black, especially his feet. All the muscles on them were necrotic and fell off, exposing the charred bones. It was simply horrible to look at.
Jin Xiang's control of the mysterious energy was shocked.
Zhao Xingcheng woke up with a groan.
"Boy, are you still being tough?"
Zhao Xingcheng was extremely weak and had no strength to speak. He opened his eyes slightly, with a sneer of disdain and sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and opened his mouth: "Bah!" A mouthful of blood spurted onto Jin Xiang's face...
"Good boy, then you just wait to be blown to death! From now on, there will be no Asking Sword Sect Zhao Xingcheng in the world, haha!"
The words fell.
Jin Xiang let go of his hand, and Zhao Xingcheng fell straight into the huge oil pan.
The onlookers exclaimed, and some people quickly covered their eyes.
Zhao Xingcheng's tenacity won many people secret praise. It was a pity that such a tough man died tragically like this.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred—
The rarely used portal on the other side of the Champ de Mars suddenly burst out with thousands of rays of light, opened instantly, and several figures flashed into view.
"What? Ask Sword Sect Zhao Xingcheng? Junior Brother Zhao?"
With an exclamation, one of the figures turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the oil pan like lightning. Before anyone could react, they saw Zhao Xingcheng, who had half of his body fallen into the oil pan. He had been pushed out by this figure. Fished it out...
Everything is done in a flash.
Before anyone could realize what had happened, they saw that there was already one more person in the field.
An extremely handsome young man in a green shirt, with a face like a crown jewel, holding Zhao Xingcheng, who was seriously injured in his arms and was already dying, fell in front of other disciples of the Wenjian Sect.
"Who dares to disturb the execution ground?" Jin Xiang's expression changed and he shouted loudly.
Dozens of armored warriors felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, their swords and guns unsheathed, clattering around the handsome young man in green clothes.
Zhao Xingcheng only felt a warm heat slowly coming from the back of his heart. The heartbreaking pain in the lower half of his body miraculously disappeared under the removal of this heat. He slowly opened his eyes. His eyes, illuminated by the midday sun, saw a face that he had never imagined in his dreams.
It's... it's...
"Senior Brother Ding?" Zhao Xingcheng felt that he must have been dreaming and seeing hallucinations before he died.
But others don't think so.
Jin Xiang originally wanted to show off in front of Lu Xiongfei and kill the troublemaker, but in an instant, when he saw the young man's face, he suddenly felt excited and thought of a person's name. He pushed back and shouted loudly: "You...are you Ding Hao?"
Ding Hao
boom!
The entire Champ de Mars suddenly erupted into an uncontrollable boiling noise.
Ding Hao, who made a sensation in the sect's product evaluation conference half a year ago, showed unparalleled strength and can be called the pinnacle of the younger generation. He has already faintly competed with Mu Tianyang, the number one genius of Qingping Academy, and even set a new record in the world. He is extremely prestigious among the middle and lower class warriors in Snow State.
Unexpectedly, he would come back at this time
In other words, he returned from it alive
This is shocking news.
But... he came back a little late, right
Everything is too late, there is no Wenjian Sect in Xuezhou!
Among the onlookers, some people sighed quietly, feeling sorry for this genius who would face a cruel fate before he could fully rise.
"Senior Brother Ding?"
"It's really Uncle Ding..."
"Uncle Ding is back, really back..."
The imprisoned Wenjian Sect disciples all cheered excitedly.
The name Ding Hao seems to have a magical power, deeply rooted in the hearts of many Wenjian Sect disciples. Just as the leader Li Jianyi said before his death, even if the Wenjian Mountain Gate is occupied and all the masters die, as long as Ding Hao is there As long as such a peerless genius exists, hope must still exist.
But soon, some Wenjian Sect disciples who realized what was happening exclaimed again -
"Uncle Ding, let's go, let's go!"
"Leave us alone, leave here, and don't come back. One day, when you rise, you will come back for revenge!"
"Everyone is fighting against these thieves, no matter what, we will protect Uncle Ding from leaving here!"
Under someone's loud shouting, the other disciples of Wenjian Sect also came back from their excitement and immediately realized that the one being executed in the God of War Square today was a senior and famous master like Lu Xiongfei. Although Ding Hao was emerging, he was definitely still It's extremely difficult to confront such a veteran and strong man, and you must leave as soon as possible.
Otherwise, once captured, the last hope of Wenjian Sect will be completely ruined!
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Lu Xiongfei's extremely excited laughter rang out in the square, stirring in the profound energy like thunder.
"Great, Ding Hao, you came back very quickly, but it's a pity that you came to die. There is a way to heaven, but you won't go there, and there is no way to hell, but you come here instead. I was worried that you would run away after hearing the news. Haha, you actually took the initiative to send me to my door. It’s really great!”
Lu Xiongfei stood up and made a gesture.
Boom!
Chains with blood-colored inscriptions soared into the sky from all sides of the God of Mars Square, spread wildly and intertwined, forming a huge forbidden shield, which held the entire God of Mars Square upside down, blocking all escape spaces from all directions, and all People are trapped in it.