3034: C3034 Sinner of Sin

C3034 Sinner of Sin

The body of sin.

"Beixuan, Patriarch Tianluo is the personal disciple of White Emperor Immortal Lord who is ranked thirteenth. Nanfeng was one of his disciples, and he was extremely talented. He was also one of the other nine Mysterious Immortals. He was called the Tenth Son of Emperor City, and this time, his brother-in-law had offended his disciple. That's why he was sentenced to death!"

Mo Xiaoxiao said hurriedly, her eyes flashing with a trace of anxiety.

Ying Zhenxuan clenched her fists tightly. She did not think that her father would encounter such an unfair thing in Nan Minghsing. She believed that with her father's character, even if he offended others, the fault could not be on him!

"Let's go, they have not made a move yet."

Ning Qi nodded. His divine sense had long locked onto Ying Zizai. When he discovered Ying Zizai's current situation, his expression gradually turned cold.

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Emperor Gate.

Entering from here could lead to the cultivation grounds of the ancestors. At the same time, it was also where White Emperor Immortal Lord's true cave was located. Therefore, the Emperor Gate was a sacred place. Only when the people of the White Emperor Gate had made a mistake would they be judged here. Without the trial, the two sides of the Emperor Gate could be considered as the busiest market city in White Emperor City.

Currently, the surroundings of the Emperor Gate were filled with immortals. Not even a drop of water could leak out. Among these immortals, there were also many mortals with curious eyes.

Their attention was placed at the center of the Emperor Gate, carrying a huge rock on their back. A figure half-kneeling on the ground, this figure was half-naked. His bulging muscles were full of whip marks. His hands were tied behind him by some kind of chain that had been cast with Restriction. The huge rock was long and long, and it was pressing down on his back. Occasionally, golden lines would appear on the surface of the huge rock.

"I heard that this man from the White Emperor Gate is a servant. His master is a disciple of the seventh Patriarch Eroding Dragon, who is under White Emperor Immortal Lord's command. He once had an outstanding talent, but he died in the hands of his enemies many years ago. Otherwise, if his master was still alive, he wouldn't have ended up like this today."

"Senior brother, I just came back. Isn't that senior brother Ying Zizai? I wonder what happened? Why did Nanfeng and martial uncle want to kill him?"

"I heard that it was Nanfeng's direct disciple, Lin Yawei, and senior brother Ying Zizai who went out on a mission for something. There was a dispute. Lin Yawei was no match for Ying Zizai and was injured by him. He then reported this matter to Nanfeng and martial uncle. Nanfeng used the reason that senior disciple Ying Zizai had harmed his fellow disciples. Come and sentence him to death."

"There is such a thing? Lin Yawei was only injured, yet he wanted to sentence senior disciple Ying Zizai to death? This is going too far... Could it be that Patriarch Eroding Dragon doesn't want to interfere?"

"How should I interfere? It wasn't that you didn't know that senior disciple Ying Zizai's former master had been expelled from the sect a long time ago. It wasn't easy for Senior Brother Ying Zizai to stay in White Emperor City. Now that such a thing has happened, why would he show himself? "

Numerous gazes fell upon Ying Zizai, and many of them couldn't bear it. These people had more or less had some kind of relationship with Ying Zizai. Ying Zizai was a man of justice, and he was forthright. Although he came from a poor background, he was still a man of justice. Even though they were all from the White Emperor Gate, it was also because his master had died a long time ago. Furthermore, he was expelled from the sect, causing Ying Zizai to appear in the eyes of some people. He didn't deserve to be called a member of the White Emperor Sect, but even so, he had many good friends in the White Emperor City. His reputation was still acceptable.

However, the one who attacked this time was Nanfeng. The Primordial experts didn't show up. As one of the ten sons of Emperor City, Nanfeng was considered one of the ten sons of Emperor City, even if he was at the same level as them. You have to be polite to him, too. Not only his status, but also his status. Nanfeng's cultivation base was also very strong. Many years ago... He had already stepped into the Profound Immortal Great Perfection. Although he hadn't been able to enter the Heavenly Dao Ranking, he wasn't far from it!

Therefore, Ying Zizai's good friends could only watch helplessly. During the entire public announcement period, no one had said anything good about him.

If he had said it, he would offend Nanfeng. No one was that stupid.

Suddenly, the surrounding crowd dispersed to one side.

They saw an old man wearing a Daoist robe, who looked like a transcendent being, walking slowly to the front of the Emperor Gate along with a group of people.

Ying Zizai's muscles were trembling, as if the huge rock on his back was extremely heavy. It was so heavy that even a Golden Immortal had to support it with all his strength in order to avoid being crushed to death by the huge rock.

As if he had sensed something, Ying Zizai raised his head with some difficulty. His eyes first fell upon a fierce-looking man standing beside the old man. A trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes. After that, he looked at the old man and said, "Nanfeng, martial uncle, it seems like the ten-year notice hasn't arrived yet."

"Shut up, you're a sinner, what right do you have to speak?"

The fierce-looking man shouted coldly.

Among the crowd, many of the people of the White Emperor Gate who had a good relationship with Ying Zizai turned their eyes to the brawny man. A trace of fear, coldness, and anger flashed across their eyes.

This man was one of Nanfeng's personal disciples. Lin Yawei, don't look at his fierce-looking face. He looked like a bandit from a mountain village, but his strength was very strong. As one of Nanfeng's youngest disciples, it only took him less than three thousand years. Compared to an old man like Ying Zizai, a Golden Immortal Great Perfection who had cultivated up to this day was much stronger. If nothing unexpected happened... It was very likely that he would advance to the Mysterious Immortal Realm in the future!

"Ya Wei, withdraw."

Nanfeng said indifferently.

"Yes, Master."0

Lin Yawei bowed respectfully, then stepped aside and stopped talking. He looked at Ying Zizai with a delighted expression.

"I won't kill you if you try to steal from me!"

"Freedom martial nephew, our White Emperor City has its rules. No one raised any objections during the ten-year notice period. Even the Dragon Corroding martial uncle didn't speak up for you. This is enough to prove that the mistake you made this time is indeed deserved to be executed. In a few months' time, it would be ten years. I should have waited a little longer. Unfortunately... The outcome was the same. If you were unhappy... Tell me in your next life. "

Nanfeng said in a flat tone.

As he spoke, the power of the Great Dao gushed out from his hand and condensed into a huge saber with a ghost head.

The surrounding Immortals all retreated a few hundred meters, causing the Imperial Gate's side to be congested. It became much more spacious and empty, because of the huge saber in Nanfeng's hand. The Qi was too frightening, and the immortals with insufficient cultivation base were standing too close. They all felt a chill run down their spines.

"Brother Nanfeng, please wait for a moment."

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside Nanfeng.

Everyone was slightly startled. Could it be that someone had finally spoken up for Ying Zizai? In their point of view, this small conflict was indeed not a crime worthy of death!

Lin Yawei's expression changed instantly. When he looked at the person who spoke, he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Anyone could speak up for Ying Zizai, but this person was impossible, because he was from the Mo family.

"Brother Mo Leng, do you have something to say?"

Nanfeng smiled, but he wasn't in a hurry to attack.

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