"Kill them, plunder their treasury!"
"Asura Sect does all kinds of evil, deliberately plotting to take our wealth, unforgivable!"
"We must kill them all!"
Shouts rang out continuously.
Everyone's face was filled with righteous indignation.
They were like a torrent, charging straight at the guards guarding the treasury.
Seeing this scene, the guards trembled, their expressions changed drastically.
The weapons in their hands trembled slightly.
Watching.
This torrent was about to annihilate these guards.
At this time.
"Boom …"
A figure fell from the sky, landing in front of the guards.
The person who came was a man with sideburns, a knife scar running from his forehead to the corner of his mouth.
His entire head looked like it was torn in half, extremely hideous and terrifying.
The cultivators who rushed forward all stopped in their tracks, looking at the bearded man with fear.
"He is Asura Sect Deputy Patriarch Zhong Yan!"
"What should we do now?"
"With him here, how do we get back the Divine Essence Stones?"
A wave of discussion broke out.
Zhong Yan's lips curled up when he heard this, using his hand to touch the knife scar between his eyebrows.
"Are you here to snatch my Asura Sect's treasure?" Zhong Yan said indifferently.
"…"
Most of the people opened their mouths, but no words came out.
Among the crowd, there were naturally some bold ones.
"Zhong Yan, your Asura Sect set up a scam to trick us!"
"And used despicable means to poison the Asura King, return our Divine Essence Crystals to us!"
Following these two voices.
Many people began to echo.
"Return it to us, return it to us!"
Zhong Yan's lips curled up when he heard this.
"Which eye of yours saw us poison it?"
"Just based on a few words from others, you came to ruin my Asura Sect's reputation."
"Do you really think my Asura Sect is easy to bully?"
Zhong Yan's words made everyone's expression change, fear was written all over their faces.
If Asura Sect did not admit it, no one could do anything to them.
Without conclusive evidence, if they were to be backstabbed, the one who would be hurt would be themselves.
Thinking of this, many people had the thought of retreating.
Zhong Yan's gaze swept across, his face revealing a cold murderous intent, staring directly at the few people who just spoke.
"The few of you, how dare you slander my Asura's Gate, I will not forgive you today!"
"And all of you, daring to kill my Asura's Gate disciples, today, all of you shall die here!"
Everyone who was pointed out by Zhong Yan had a drastic change in expression. Without any hesitation, they quickly squeezed through the crowd and fled the scene.
However …
"Phew …"
Dozens of masked men in black armor walked up to him quickly.
Seeing these black armor guards, the expressions of the cultivators changed dramatically.
"Shura Guards! Oh my god! There are Shura Guards here! "
"Luckily, I wasn't chosen. Otherwise, I'd be dead!"
Many people's expressions changed drastically as they retreated.
The Shura Guards locked onto those who were trying to escape, and in less than a moment, they had grabbed them and brought them in front of Ren Zhongyan.
"Vice Sect Leader, spare my life!"
"Spare us, Vice Sect Leader, we were also ordered by someone else!"
"Vice Sect Leader, you can't blame us for believing the slanderous words of a villain!"
These people knelt down in front of Zhong Yan, trembling in fear.
Zhong Yan stared at them coldly and shot them a glance.
"Pu ci …"
The sound of sharp blades piercing into flesh and blood rang out.
"Ah …"
Screams rang out one after another.
They fell into a pool of blood, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.
Such a scene strongly stimulated the expressions of the cultivators.
Everyone stood in place, lowered their heads, and shivered.
Zhong Yan's gaze swept across.
"Who else wants this seat to compensate?"
No one dared to look at him directly.
Seeing this scene, Zhong Yan nodded in satisfaction.
"Don't just stand there, follow this seat to punish the murderer!"
After saying that, Zhong Yan led the group of Shura Guards and went straight to the arena.
The others followed one after another.
Soon, everyone returned to the arena again. Looking at the arena, they could not help but raise their eyebrows, and their expressions changed slightly.
Only to see.
In the arena, on a huge iron pillar, Han Xing was nailed to it.
Several sharp thorns pierced through his body.
Every thorn did not hit a vital point.
Although it was painful, it was not fatal.
The host stood in front of the stage, looking at the crowd of cultivators, revealing a cold expression.
"Everyone, you have disturbed the Shura Clan. Logically speaking, all of you should be sentenced to death!
"However, considering that this is the first time you have committed a crime, and you listened to the slander of a villain, I will let it go this time!
"If there is a next time, I will not spare you!"
The host's leisurely voice reverberated in everyone's ears.
The crowd of cultivators lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.
"This villain has been arrested by us. How do you think we should deal with him?"
The host looked at the crowd of cultivators and asked.
"This …"
The expressions on the faces of the crowd of cultivators changed.
How could they not understand the intention of the Shura Clan?
"Kill him!"
Finally, someone took the lead and spoke.
Then.
"Kill him!"
The crowd of cultivators followed and shouted one after another. The entire scene was once again in an uproar.
Many people vented their anger on Han Xing.
"This kind of villain should be cut into pieces!"
"That's right, it's not satisfying to let him die too quickly!"
Voices of blame rang out continuously.
Hearing these voices, the corner of Han Xing's mouth rose, and there was not the slightest trace of fear on his face.
"Boss, if I die like this, you will definitely hear the news, right?"
"Boss, this time, I can't fight with you in the Age of Darkness!"
"I hope you can live a good life!"
Then.
He stared at the ground, at the corpse of the Asura King, with an apologetic expression.
"Asura King, I'm sorry, I can't tell your daughter about you!" Han Xing muttered to himself.
Looking at the crowd of cultivators, Han Xing could not help but show a pitiful expression on his face.
No one else could be manipulated by the Shura Clan like this.
He closed his eyes and waited quietly.
"Kill him, kill him …"
The uproar could not be calmed down for a while.
Looking at this scene, the corner of the host's mouth curled up.
After she kept waving her hands, the scene gradually quieted down.
"Since you all want to kill him, let's not let him die quickly!"
"The purpose of the Shura Clan is to serve everyone. Of course, we will satisfy everyone's request!"
"Go ahead!"
The host gave them a look.
Two Shura Guards immediately jumped into the arena and ran in front of Han Xing.
"Kid, since you want to die so much, we won't let you!"
"Today, the two of us will cut you apart piece by piece. It will hurt so much!"
The two Shura Guards' voices were filled with cruelty.
"It's useless to keep this eyeball. Dig it out first!"
One of the Shura Guards took out a knife, aimed at Han Xing's eyeball, and stabbed it.
The Shura Guard's knife was about to stab Han Xing.
At this time.
"Let's see who dares!"
A loud roar shook the entire arena.
Then.
"Boom …"
A figure fell from the sky and directly landed on the arena.
Such a scene stunned everyone on the spot.
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