Dust is floating above the execution ground, floating lightly with the wind. Several large black flags stand on the edge of this special execution ground. The execution ground is circular, with the middle pillar as the center, and four black flags on the left and right, which looks very special. Solemn.
Under the pillar, several soldiers in armor were holding torture instruments, standing around Ba Twelve. On the high platform facing them, Ling Ye, with a cold face, sat on the high platform, with the golden flag behind him and eight other black poles. The flag forms the ultimate number of nine.
In addition, in addition to Ba Twelve, several villagers were tied and pressed on the execution platform. They were all villagers who could not pay enough taxes. The ropes on their bodies were tight and blood was flowing from the corners of their mouths. From time to time, muffled cries could be heard from the villagers below the execution platform, but the entire scene was extremely quiet.
Ling Ye was annoyed because this little girl refused to admit that she was being protected by this village, otherwise he could earn a lot of hush money from Xiaoling Village.
At this time, he felt an unusual breath.
A figure gradually emerged from the sand. It was a child, about eight years old.
Ling Ye looked at her coldly: "The child of the untouchables really doesn't understand the rules. Are you here to plead for her like the previous children? I'm telling you, if you defend her, you must be punished as soon as possible. Ask your parents to come over and offer compensation, and I might be able to let you go."
The child didn't speak, but was actually stepping onto the special execution ground. Every step was cracked, and even the execution ground was shaking. His black hair was dancing, his eyes had an extreme indifference, and he was dressed in a black robe with a demonic aura.
A cold voice came.
"Officials and guards led by Ling Ye, I hereby give you the final declaration you will ever hear."
"You are plundering the villagers and killing the common people!"
"You are abusing lynching and putting the people in trouble. You should be killed!"
"You collude with the dark tribe and betray the tribe. You should be punished!"
The crimes fell on Lingye's ears one after another, but they were extremely harsh. What surprised him most was that this child actually knew about him and the Dark Tribe, and there was a lot of discussion below.
His expression became increasingly ferocious, his hands clenched into fists, and he asked, "Who are you? Is there any basis for what you say? It is a serious crime to slander an official!"
Fang Yingxing sneered. He was laughing at his panic and his guilty conscience.
Then, he stopped laughing and said coldly: "You don't need to know my name, because you don't deserve it, and I don't need to give any evidence, because I don't have to."
"I will kill you without any evidence. I am not from this village. I just don't like you."
"Two more crimes are added to the crime, and the crime deserves to be punished. Therefore, Ling Ye, it's time for you to be punished!"
After saying that, he waved the Star Fist, dodged into the execution ground like a demon, swung his fist directly, and used his fist seal to forcefully destroy the first-level soul-creating guards who were inflicting the punishment and the officials of the same realm who were supervising below. , leaving only blood and bones.
It would be a pity to die for someone who acts as an aide and betrays the clan.
The black robe was stained with blood, and his face was also stained with blood, making it even more terrifying. The star fist was bright, but it was harvesting lives, and the aura of terror was emerging.
Ling Ye's eyes were furious. He was a tax collector specially sent by Tianzicheng, and someone attacked him. How many years had this kind of thing not happened? It was actually broken by a child today.
Ba Twelve slowly opened her eyes at this moment. When she saw that familiar figure, she couldn't help but burst into tears. Her little body trembled and she weakly called for her big brother.
Fang Yingxing turned her head, cut off the rope with a sword, slowly laid her on the ground, and put the little bell in her hand.
Then he turned around slowly, with endless murderous intent in his eyes. He could do such a thing to a seven-year-old girl, so he should die.
Ling Ye showed a ruthless look on his face: "Attack the torturers and kill them directly!"
Fang Yingxing stared at him without caring: "Don't be so anxious, I'll be with you soon."
The guard with the second level of Creation Spirit jumped down with a sword, slashed the blade covered with spiritual energy, and collided with the fist mark that emitted blue light.
Suddenly, a strong metal collision sounded, and then, in the eyes of the guards in disbelief, the spirit blade was dented and then completely broken.
Boom! The fist mark went forward and hit him, turning his shoulder into a bloody mist. The surrounding guards were jealous and wanted to stop him, but they couldn't match the speed blessed by the power of stars. Fang Yingxing solidified the star sword in his hand, and with Feng Ming, slashed the guard.
Both are at the second level of soul creation, but in comparison, the gap is too big. Fang Yingxing himself has the powerful blessing of Eternal Eyes, and he carries two elemental spirits. His physical body is still in the blood spring pool, which is almost terrifying. With the improvement, it is naturally easy to deal with such ordinary second-level monks at this moment.
The guards rushed to kill them together. They were also the guards of Tianzicheng after all, and they had the support of the dark tribe behind them. Although they were frightened by Fang Yingxing, they still had confidence.
Fang Yingxing shouted softly: "Kill!"
He jumped into the sky, and behind him, there was a lamp solidifying, like crystal, with golden flames burning on its nine wicks, seemingly eternal.
Eternal lamp, activate!
Fang Yingxing held out the Eternal Lamp in mid-air, smashed it to the ground, and then exploded.
The terrifying impact was raging, and some monks whose bodies were not strong enough even exploded directly. It was useless to let them use crazy healing techniques.
Just as the other guards were congratulating themselves for holding on to the Eternal Lamp, their expressions suddenly changed, because a bright star chain flew out of the ground and locked their legs.
Star array, activate!
General An Yin fell for this move back then. If he was as agile as General An Yin, he would be caught, let alone them?
Fang Yingxing stood in the center of the star array, forming seals with his hands and waving the star fist, attacking and harvesting lives like a god of death.
Ling Ye couldn't sit still anymore, bloodshot eyes burst out, and he struck out at the third level.
In front of Fang Yingxing, the two fishes of water and fire matched each other, forming a water-fire pattern to intercept Ling Ye's attack. At the same time, he continued to kill the guards. Each punch would take away a life.
Some guards finally broke free of the star chain and tried to escape, but were pierced by the galaxy.
Soon, all the guards in this area were killed.
Fang Yingxing stood in the middle of the corpse. His black robe had been dyed red, and his hair was stained with blood, dripping on his face. He stared at Ling Ye with cold eyes.
Everyone, including the Wang Ba team, was a little unresponsive at the moment. What happened? This child eliminated all the guards in a short period of time? Many years later, they will not forget this scene.
Ling Ye was going crazy, his eyes were blood red, and there was faint dark matter emerging from his body. He felt that his life was threatened, even if the opponent was still a small level behind him.
boom!
Powerful energies were colliding. Fang Yingxing used all his methods, his whole body was gleaming with star power, and he fought hundreds of moves with Ling Ye.
There were blood marks constantly appearing on his body, but the vital points were avoided.
On the other hand, Ling Ye's fine gold armor had been beaten to pieces, and some parts of his body were damaged by fist marks.
He was frightened, and hurriedly distanced himself, crushing a jade talisman, and then a formation appeared on the execution ground, hoping to trap Fang Yingxing so that he could escape.
Fang Yingxing sneered and shouted. His aura increased in an instant, and he gathered the power of stars into his fists. The energy of water and fire was condensed into his fists, and he blasted out suddenly, directly shattering the spiritual wall that intercepted him.
Then his eternal pupils flickered, and the star power in his hand condensed into a spear, and he threw it with all his strength, with a sonic boom, piercing Ling Ye who was about to escape from the execution ground, piercing him, and nailing him to the wall of the execution ground.
Ling Ye, punish him!
