Chapter 93: Ninety six

Chapter 93 and Ninety Six: The Fatal Strike
Unable to sit still, Hua Ji put aside his frustration and despair, and pointed to the force. "If my Xingchen Pavilion is really so evil, why would he come again after the first practice? Calmly think about it, everyone, this is clearly someone who is wronging Xingchen Pavilion!"
But such an explanation is just a dying struggle for the middle-aged man who has planned everything.
"Things are still sophistry now!" The middle-aged man shouted sharply: "In the beginning, when he came, the magic weapon of your Star Pavilion had not been completed, so the power was not manifested, and the absorption of spiritual energy was not much. Today, the magic weapon is The power has been revealed, and soon, there will be situations in which the fighters are directly sucked into corpses. How can I tolerate you!"
The crowd was excited and stepped forward neatly, approaching the high platform.
Hua Ji stared at his eyes, just about to refute, he heard a shout from behind.
"The shopkeeper is not good! The warrior in Dijiefang is dead!" The young man ran out of the pavilion in panic, shouting as he ran.
Hua Ji only felt dizzy for a while, and the emotions of the villagers and the audience could no longer be suppressed. Some people who were originally just watching the excitement had already rolled up their sleeves.
They have believed that Xingchen Pavilion is an evil place, and they want to destroy this magic cave!
Hundreds of thousands of mortal auras rose to the sky, they crossed the crowd to rush towards the platform, Ying Hongyuan held the long knife tightly with a grim face.
When the group of warriors who presided over justice were about to board the platform, a white tornado's strength fell from the sky, and its power was amazing, and it was under their heads.
The middle-aged man in Qingshan looked at this white tornado with a smile on his face.
Because of the Lord, finally appeared.
Tang Luo, dressed in black, followed the white tornado, as if walking on the wind, floating like a fairy.
If Tang Luo's appearance was once a mystery, after Jiang Lin's battle, many warriors could no longer forget this stunning arrogance.
When he jumped from the top of the Star Pavilion, two of the mortal warriors who presided over the justice were immediately frightened, because they thought of a very terrible situation.
Even if Xingchen Pavilion is really practicing magic weapons, if Tang Luo is behind it, and several mortal martial artists are killed, what ability do they have to resist.
Not to mention the huge Tang family behind him, even Tianjiao Tang Luo himself is the top existence in the mortal world. For this group of warriors who don't know how to combine combat skills, the number of people makes no sense for such an existence.
The crowd who had just charged in an imposing manner stood still, quietly waiting for Tang Luo to land like a heavenly man.
"I have seen Elder Zong." Ying Hongyuan took the knife and saluted with a respectful attitude.
With Tang Tianjiao here, he didn't believe anyone would dare to be presumptuous.
Huaji ran to Tang Luo and was about to bow when he was patted on the shoulder.
"Not bad, go to the back." Tang Luo said lightly.
Now this matter, let him take over!
Tang Luo crossed the two and faced dozens of mortal warriors headed by the middle-aged.
"Downstairs, Hong Zhi, I saw Tianjiao Tang Luo." The middle-aged Qingshan greeted Tang Luo with a loud voice, resounding through the night sky.
The crowd who had just been angry and vying for the crowd fell silent.
Others took two steps back in fear.
The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the name of Tianjiao Tang Luo, undoubtedly reached the peak after the battle of Jiang Linyue.
"You guys, are you planning to push my Xingchen Pavilion?" Tang Luo stared at everyone, but his momentum was not weak at all, so he took the lead.
Tang Luo's words make those warriors who have already stepped onto the steps like falling into the ice cave, because the worst has already happened.
Facing a demon cave that didn't know the details, they still had the courage to fight together, but facing a behemoth like the Tang family, let alone the three to five thousand people now, ten times the number of people would not be useful at all.
Everyone stayed in place in panic, not knowing where to go, they could only look at the middle-aged man in Qingshang with pleading eyes.
"Is the Xingchen Pavilion actually Tianjiao's property!?" Lou Hongzhi said in shock, "Then you don't know, this shopkeeper Huaji kept you from you and practiced a very evil magic weapon. There are already two people. Killed by magic weapon."
"Tianjiao should take Xiling's justice as the most important thing. Such a bad servant should be eradicated as soon as possible."
The words of the middle-aged man in Qingshan seemed to be a beacon, instantly allowing the group of warriors and villagers who faced Tang Luo's timidity to find a catharsis.
They immediately rationalized the matter.
Tianjiao Tang Luo was named Man Xiling, how could he do such a vicious thing? It must be this young shopkeeper who did these evil things without telling his master.
We are not fighting against Tang Clan and Tianjiao Tang Luo, but helping him get rid of the traitorous villain.
After the change in their thinking, they imagined themselves as an ally of Tianjiao, and cursed at Huaji who was standing behind Tang Luo. The courage that had just been lost, the coefficient returned.
"You sinister villain should ruin Tianjiao's reputation. You really deserve a thousand swords."
"Young Master Tang is a talented talent, how could he have done such a thing? I can't imagine that you, a treacherous villain, will cause trouble and not die."
"Such a frenzied and wicked servant has to shed a lot of money!"
When four to five thousand people shouted neat slogans to execute an evil servant in the name of justice, they were united and they were unstoppable, an unstoppable torrent.
With a fanatical and decisive expression on each of them, they stared at Hua Ji, wishing to eat his flesh and bones.
It seems that the dead are their close relatives. In order to help them get justice, even if they face the servants of Xiling Tianjiao, they will not tolerate them.
The peace of Xiling for hundreds of years depends on the rules, the most important of which is to kill people for their lives.
Hua Ji did such a bad thing, couldn't he pay for it with his life? Even if it was reported to Xiling Law House, their requirements would not change.
This surging public indignation forced the Star Pavilion to a dead end, and as the number of people gathered more and more, the story spread quickly from person to person.
People later learned that Tang Luo's servant practiced magic weapons with the Star Pavilion sacrifice, acting viciously, and had killed two people.
Now that everyone exposes this to Tang Luo, it depends on the choice of Xiling Tianjiao.
The people of Xiling have poured their love into Tianjiao, how will they handle this matter?
If he returned to protect his subordinates, then the whole Xiling would know that he was practicing magic weapons with the Star Pavilion Sacrifice, acting viciously.
If you obey and hand over his subordinates, although it can calm the anger of the people, in the future, who of those insightful people dare to put him under his command and take him out of the house to build a mansion, he will be a polished commander.
How should you choose? Lou Hongzhi looked at Tang Luo with sarcasm in his eyes.
At this point, the original appearance is no longer important, and it has become a difficult multiple-choice question.
Is it the civilian anger or the subordinate?
Huaji looked at the waves of people in front of him, and with a pair of hateful eyes, he made a decision in a daze.
I was just born as a slave, and if I could use my own death in exchange for the end of this conspiracy, it would not be in vain of Master’s favor.
Huaji's eyes are moist, not afraid of death, but an apology to his lover.
"Sorry Xiao Yu, I still failed to marry you, don't hate Brother Aji."
Hua Ji was determined in his heart, and wanted to take the blame loudly.
"You guys, have you misunderstood?" Tang Luo tilted his head, and the voice expanded with spiritual power was not loud, but it was enough to echo in everyone's ears.
　Branched streaking on the shelves, no manuscripts were saved, three bursts of desperate death~ I love you guys~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)