"I'm just the executioner, responsible for the execution, I don't understand the rest!" Yang Chen's face turned pale, he pushed the fat hand away, turned around and strode onto the execution ground.
"Boy, if you don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink, I can be a court official. I don't know how to praise. I want you to walk away!" Seeing Yang Chen's refusal, the fat man's expression changed immediately, and he lowered his back viciously at Yang Chen. shouted.
"You are the emperor of the dynasty, what does it have to do with my beheading?" Yang Chen sneered, and went straight to the execution platform, holding the blood-red ghost-headed sword in his arms, stood there and waited quietly. Execution order.
This time, Yang Chen was not alone in executing the execution. The executioners holding the red ghost-headed sword stood in a long line. Yang Chen couldn't even see how many people there were. Such a scene is really shocking. What kind of execution ground has so many heads cut off
Dong Dong Dong, three drums, the sun seems to have reached the middle. Yang Chen only heard an order: "Cut!" Then, he saw a life card thrown over.
"The injustice has the head, the debt has the owner, you and I have no grudges in the past, but recently there is no hatred. You are under your duty, and you are ordered to act, and you have offended!" Yang Chen habitually said his work language, and then pulled it out and inserted it in the The death card on the prisoner's body was thrown next to him, and with a loud shout, the ghost-headed sword was raised high and slashed with a slam. A human head rolled away in time, and the body without the head slowly fell down, and the blood was still gushing.
After doing all this, Yang Chen rarely absorbed the essence of life to practice as usual, but quietly stood on the spot holding the knife, waiting for dispatch.
"19,372 executioners, 3,843 beheaded." In the void, a voice seemed to be counting and reporting.
Suddenly, a gust of wind was blowing in front of him, and the dust and smoke dissipated in a short while. Yang Chen was still in front of the execution ground, but the prisoner he had just cut down had disappeared without a trace. It's just that on the open space in front, a charming and charming beauty is tied, kneeling in the dust, suddenly a piece of beautiful jade, delicate and beautiful, with a face lining the morning glow, all kinds of charming, infinite style.
Around the open space where the beauty was kneeling, there were dozens of executioners dressed like Yang Chen, all of whom seemed to be waiting for their execution.
"Cut!" Another loud shout, and a life card flew in front of a certain executioner. The executioner stepped forward immediately, and was about to swing his sword, but the beauty had already said, "The concubine is innocent, I hope the general has mercy."
Seeing the beauty, the executioner felt pity for her, plus she was so delicate, he called out a general. He directly called the executioner so soft and sinewy that he was dumbfounded, unable to move any longer.
Jian Zhanguan was furious and shouted at the other executioner: "You, behead!" The life card seemed to have eyes and flew to the other executioner. The executioner stepped forward, but was also gently called by the beautiful woman, and immediately fell in love with him, and could no longer move.
Even for dozens of executioners, this is the case. The voice of Jian Zhanguan was already furious. Finally, a life card appeared in front of Yang Chen, and the angry shout of Jian Zhanguan was very clear: "You, behead!"
Yang Chen stepped forward and stood beside the beauty. The beauty immediately raised her head, revealing her pretty face that brought disaster to the country and the people. She said softly, "General, you are wronged by your concubine!" With just a soft cry, she immediately revealed a tingling taste, even if a hundred refined steel can be transformed into Wrap your fingers softly.
It's a pity that Yang Chen was as hard-hearted as he looked at the delicate beauty, as if he hadn't seen it, he just shouted: "The injustice has the head, the debt has the owner, you and I have no grudges in the past, and I have no grudges recently. , I was ordered to act, and I was offended!"
After all, no matter how heartbroken the kneeling beauty was crying, she raised the big knife high, just a knife, click, the beauty's begging voice disappeared immediately, and the beautiful head flew far away, but it was no different from beheading a prisoner.
"Okay!" Yang Chen swung down with a knife, but he heard a cheering voice in his ear. Yang Chen didn't look sideways, but he smiled coldly in his heart.
"Three thousand eight hundred and forty-three, and only 115 were beheaded." The voice in the void was still reporting statistics.
"Yang Chen, come here!" Someone shouted from behind, Yang Chen didn't even think about it, he just followed. The other executioners who couldn't behead the beauties seemed to ignore them and stayed where they were.
After a while, they came to another execution ground. There was only Yang Chen, the executioner, and the prisoner was a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe with disheveled hair. Strangely, he didn't have any bindings on him, and there were no sergeants around him. Standing on the spot, not angry but arrogant, he looked coldly at Yang Chen who came over.
The soldiers who led the way had no idea where they went, and only Yang Chen faced the middle-aged man. However, Yang Chen didn't say anything, just stood quietly.
"Yang Chen, behead!" The familiar voice of the prison officer resounded again, and a life card fell in front of Yang Chen's eyes.
Without saying a word, Yang Chen stepped forward with a ghost-headed sword. When the middle-aged man saw this situation, his eyes widened, and there was a tyrannical breath in his eyes, and he shouted at Yang Chen: "I am the emperor of the court, the ninety-five supreme, you dare to be rude?"
As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of gold and stone, like a golden mouth, and it was deafening. A timid person, when drunk by this sound, will feel sore hands and feet, and kneel down unconsciously.
Dang, Yang Chen didn't care about it, going up was a kick. The soul of Daluo Jinxian still cares about a small emperor on earth? He kicked the middle-aged man to the ground with one foot, stepped on one foot, stepped on it firmly, and then waved a bloody ghost-headed sword.
"The injustice has the head, the debt has the owner, you and I have no grudges in the past, but recently there is no hatred. You are under your duty, and you are ordered to act, and you have offended!" Gululu get out of the way.
Ding, with a crisp sound, a small white jade pendant was revealed under the emperor's corpse lying down. The jade is round and round, and it is a rare good object at first glance.
Yang Chen looked around, no one was there, he sneered in his heart, reached out and grabbed the jade pendant and stuffed it under his belt. Then he stood quietly, waiting for the next order.
"There are only two beheaders, one does not look sideways, and the other takes away the jade pendant." Yang Chen couldn't hear the voice in the void, and was doing the final statistics.
"Okay! Yang Chen, Heavenly Court Zhanxiantai, there is still a lack of an executioner like you, would you like it?" The supervisor who had never appeared, but this time stood in front of Yang Chen, asked kindly, He also held a white ring and slowly handed it over.