Chapter 347: Day of Killing

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"What a strong murderous aura!"

"what happened?"

"Has the Jiuyou Clan invaded the Holy Capital? Such terrifying murderous intent is truly unprecedented!"

One figure after another hurriedly got up from the bed and walked outside the house to check.

And at an earlier moment.

Many beings with advanced cultivation levels have already discovered the source of murderous intent, and they all look at Yang Mansion in the distance with solemn expressions.

Even in the Lingxiao Hall deep in the imperial city.

The Holy Lord also lowered his gaze and stared at Yang Gang's position quietly.

Doubu, Doumu Shrine.

"Aren't you afraid of offending his reverse scale by doing this?" Lord Doumu quietly looked at the tea cup in front of him, with the water rippled in circles, without raising his head.

"So what if you're afraid? So what if you're not afraid?"

A voice responded.

I saw four great Zhou immortals sitting on four sides of the tea table.

The body of the one on the left is like a ball of fireworks, gathering and dispersing. Only when the tea cup is raised, it turns into a human form. In the fire cloud behind him, swords, wheels, smoke, seals, pots and other fire magic weapons loom.

The one on the right has an old face, elegant and gentle temperament, but a pair of eyes as deep as the sea.

It is the Fire Virtue Divine General and the Water Virtue Divine Lord from the eight tribes in the sky.

As for the person sitting opposite Shenjun Doumu, making tea, it was Yang Gang's old acquaintance, Yuan Tianshi, the leader of Qingyun Mountain.

The person speaking at this time was none other than the elegant Shui De Shenjun.

He said: "This kid's recent behavior is really a bit arrogant. It's time to teach him a lesson."

"What Suicune said makes sense."

God General Huode answered: "If we don't do anything, Yang Gang will stop the pace of reform? We have been practicing for thousands of years, why should we be afraid of a fledgling boy?"

"Fresh off?"

Lord Doumu suddenly smiled lightly, "Isn't it just because you're afraid that you keep me here?"

"well……"

Shui De Shenjun sighed softly and said: "Fellow Daoist Doumu, we know that we are holding you hostage with the intention of the descendants of the family, and the means are really unscrupulous. But you also know that we are human beings and will not harm innocent people because of this. Human lives.”

"But, can we really coerce you this time?"

"Is it?"

Lord Doumu lowered his head and looked at the rippling water in the cup.

When things really get serious, who knows what extraordinary things you, the most evil-hearted Shui De Shenjun, can do?

This time.

Under pressure from all parties, Lord Doumu had no choice but to give in and choose to remain silent.

to their level.

It is true that they have no pursuit of power at the lower levels of the Immortal Dynasty, but they still have descendants, and there are also seniors and elders in the family who are profound in spiritual practice.

It is precisely because of being in a high position.

Once a person's network of relationships becomes huge, many things will happen out of his control.

"I hope you won't regret it when the time comes."

General Doumu finally raised his head and said seriously.

"Don't worry, it's Yang Gang who should regret it."

The God of Fire will be extremely strong and authentic.

Said.

He turned his gaze to Yuan Tianshi, "Why has Fellow Taoist remained silent? Then Yang Gang is from your Qingyun Pavilion, shouldn't Fellow Daoist..."

"oops!"

Tianshi Yuan suddenly exclaimed, "This water is a bit muddy. Please ask Lord Shui De to gather some heaven and earth spiritual water and ask me to make a new pot for you."

"Well……"

Lord Huode Shenjun was stunned for a moment.

Divine General Shui De's expression condensed, while Divine Lord Dou Mu on the side continued to look at the ripples in the water glass, seemingly thoughtful.

Murderous intent swept through Shengjing.

Like an impending storm, countless people are on tenterhooks.

However.

After waiting for a long time, they still didn't see any movement from Yang Gang.

The two divine generals Huode and Shuide who were waiting in Doubu couldn't help but be surprised.

Even Master Yuan Tianshi on the side couldn't help but be surprised.

"How can he be so calm? This child is becoming more and more difficult to figure out..."

This night.

Many people tossed and turned and had sleepless nights.

Just like the calm before the storm, the more Yang Gang stood still, the more worried they became.

It was getting brighter.

In front of the Sanfa Si Yamen, there was a sound of steady and powerful footsteps.

"Master Chief."

"I've met Mr. Chief!"

The guard in front of the door saluted respectfully.

"Um."

Yang Gang nodded slightly and then entered the Three Laws Department.

After a while.

In everyone's surprised eyes, they saw him stepping out of the Sanfa Division again holding a sword.

"Where are you going, Master Chief?"

"Aren't you going to be working today? There are still many cases and laws that require his personal nod!"

"What else are you doing? Haven't you seen the long sword in the master's hand?"

"That is……"

"The Great Zhou Heavenly Sword is like seeing the Heavenly Constitution."

"Have you heard what happened last night? Today... there will probably be heads rolling in the Holy Capital City and rivers of blood flowing..."

"Hiss~~~"

Sounds of gasping for air sounded in the Sanfasi Yamen.

Yang Gang just left the Sanfa Division.

Countless news has spread like snow to all directions.

Unfortunately, by the time many people received the news, it was already too late.

Ministry of Punishment.

Lu Xiuwen, the doctor of the Ministry of Justice who just took office today, had just arrived at the Yamen of the Ministry of Justice when suddenly a cold light flew from a distance and flicked around his neck.

on the spot.

A bloody head flew into the air.

"Be bold!"

"Who dares to commit murder in our criminal department!"

There was a burst of shouting.

Yang Gang held a sharp sword and slowly walked into the punishment department.

It was as if he was pronouncing a sentence: "Lu Xiuwen, the doctor of the Ministry of Punishment, threatened the death of Fu Fu three years ago, and five members of the Li family of Shang Dynasty should be executed according to the law. Now that he is the doctor of the Ministry of Punishment, his crime will be increased to one level."

"Du Sheng, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment, has no merit and no title, and his position is unfair. Last night at the celebration banquet of Xicui Tower, he accidentally killed Hong Yan, a Qing servant. According to the law, he should be executed. Now, as the minister of Qingbu, his crime has been increased."

"What!"

In the Criminal Department, a middle-aged man with a stout figure was startled when he heard this.

Before he could react.

A cold light shot from the front.

"Ah——" The screams suddenly stopped.

Yang Gang walked carefully in the Ministry of Justice, and with one sword he killed all the officials who had just taken office today. Completely ignoring the little blood stains on his body, his cold eyes were like a killing machine.

Every time he killed someone, he read out a crime, all of which were justified and justified, making people dare not question them.

joke.

As the God of Justice of the Great Zhou Dynasty, holding a heavenly sword, who dares to stop him if he wants to kill people?

The thick smell of blood spread throughout the Criminal Department.

When many people came after hearing the news, they only saw heads with wide-eyed eyes and blood-stained headless corpses.

The pungent smell of blood made people nauseous.

And Yang Gang had already left the Ministry of Justice and headed for the next target.

kill! kill! kill!

The crazy killing seemed to have no end.

Almost 90% of the many officials who had just taken office last night under the operation of the powerful group were directly slaughtered by Yang Gang.

Only a few people who were still clean, like the quail that survived the storm, stood there shivering.

"Yang Gang!"

"Stop it!"

When Yang Gang had lost count of how many people he had killed, his face and head were stained with blood, and the clothes on his body could almost squeeze out the blood, an angry shout came from the sky.

Immediately afterwards.

Fire blades fell from the sky like raindrops.

(End of chapter)