"Bring people here!" Yun Qi shouted coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, two of the black-clothed guards wearing white masks stepped forward and coldly tore off the chains on the old daoist. Then, as if they were carrying a chick, they lifted the old daoist in front of Yun Qi, Nangong Wentian, Indra, Peacock Bright Monarch, Poseidon, Michael, Odin, and almost all the other princes.
"Kneel!" One of the princes ordered coldly.
The two black-clothed guards wearing white ghost masks immediately pressed down on the shoulders of the wretched-looking old Daoist, forcefully pushing him down!
Although the old Daoist was badly injured, he had not completely lost consciousness. When he heard that he had to kneel, he immediately tried to resist. However, one of the guards wearing a white ghost mask had a cold look in his eyes, then kicked the old Daoist hard on his calf. Instantly, the old Daoist fell to his knees before Yun Qi, Nangong Wentian, Sakra, and the other Saints, as well as many princes.
"Xiaoyaozi, do you know your crime?" Yun Qi's voice was filled with dignity. He was like a high and mighty god, looking down on the shriveled old daoist as he spoke coldly and emotionlessly.
"What crime have I committed?" The old daoist slowly raised his head that was full of gray hair. There was a trace of coldness in his hollow eyes. Then, he opened his cracked lips and spoke with difficulty.
"You are Xiao Fan's accomplice. Your crime is unforgivable. You should be executed! "Nangong Wentian shouted. His voice was loud. It was like the voice of the heavens, awe-inspiring!
"Reason?" The old daoist's lips twitched and he revealed a cold smile. Then, he slowly raised his head and looked at Nangong Wentian, Yun Qi, Indra, and the others. He said with difficulty.
"Reason?" Indra said coldly, "Just the fact that you are Xiao Fan's accomplice is enough for you to be hacked into pieces and die without a burial ground!"
"Xiao Fan is a great evil in the world, a great demon of the human world. He should be executed. Everyone related to him is also a great evil. The remnants of the great demon will not kill you. The heavens will not tolerate it! "Odin said indifferently.
"Haha, great evil in the world? Great demon of the human world? "The old daoist seemed to have recovered some strength. His voice was no longer weak, but filled with power. He sneered at Yunqi, Nangong Wentian, Sakra, and the rest of the Seven Sages and the Crown Prince Society, then said disdainfully, "Even if my lord is the greatest evil in the world, the greatest devil in the human world, it's not up to you Crown Prince Society to judge."
"Do you think you have the right?"
"Hm?" Hearing the old daoist's words, Yun Qi, Nangong Wentian, Indra, and the other princes' faces darkened.
"You princes don't shrink from any evil. Countless people despise, despise, and disdain you. You yourselves are a bunch of demons that should go to hell. Now, you actually claim to be the moral high ground and judge others. Don't you think it's ridiculous?" The old daoist's voice grew louder and louder. His eyes were filled with ridicule. He continued, "Moreover, if you think about it carefully, who do you think you are?"
"If it wasn't for your parents, do you think you can have everything you have now? If it wasn't for your parents, do you think you can still live until now? If it wasn't for your parents, do you think everyone would revere you? Heh, everything you have is built on your parents. If it wasn't for your parents, all of you are just a fart. A bunch of trash that people wouldn't even want to look at. Trash, do you understand? "The more the old daoist spoke, the more agitated he became. In the end, he roared.
"You're courting death!"
Hearing the old daoist's words, Yun Qi, Nangong Wentian, Indra, and the other princes all roared furiously.
Among them, three of the princes had the most fiery tempers. They immediately shot down from their stone seats and arrived in front of the shriveled old Daoist. They raised their palms, wanting to slap the old Daoist to death in anger!
"I'm courting death. If you have the guts, then kill me!" The old daoist wasn't afraid of the three princes at all. His face and neck were red as he roared at everyone.
The three princes snorted coldly. Their palms were filled with intense killing intent. They didn't hesitate to smash down on the old daoist's head.
"Stop!" Nangong Wentian took a deep breath. His expression was cold as he shouted. At the same time, he waved his palm and shot out a gentle force that pushed the three princes to the side!
"Your Majesty!" The three princes immediately turned their heads and shouted at Nangong Wentian, unwilling to give up.
"He's courting death. He's trying to save Xiao Fan. At the same time, he's trying to give himself a quick death!" Nangong Wentian didn't say anything. Odin, who was beside him, said coldly, "And we can't let him have his way. So, the three of you, come back first!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The three princes had no choice but to bow and return to their stone seats.
"Even now, you're still thinking about Xiao Fan. It's a pity that your good intentions are going to be wasted. That Xiao Fan won't come to save you!" Yun Qi stared at the old daoist and sneered.
"I don't care if Your Majesty comes to save me or not!" The old daoist also sneered and said, "On the other hand, you guys made a big fuss today, but Your Majesty didn't come in the end. I'm afraid your face has been slapped swollen, right?"
"You're still so stubborn even when you're about to die!" Michael shook his head and said with a frown, "Slap him 108 times, not one less!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The two black-clothed guards wearing white ghost masks immediately stepped forward. One of them grabbed the skinny old Daoist's head, while the other walked in front of the old Daoist and slapped the old Daoist's left cheek!
"Slap!"
The crisp sound of the slap echoed throughout the mountain peak. The left side of the old daoist's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"
Then, the black-clothed guard with the white ghost mask started to slap the skinny old Taoist's left and right faces one after another. The continuous sound of slapping echoed in the ears of everyone around.
On the mountain peak, it was silent. Only the sound of the slapping could be heard!
"Pu!"
On the thirty-sixth slap, the skinny and wretched old Daoist coughed out a mouthful of blood.
"Slap!"
On the 72nd slap, a tooth flew out of the old daoist's mouth.
"Slap!"
On the 107th slap, the skinny old Daoist was sent flying, and his back hit a large rock not far away.
"Slap!"
The two black-clothed guards wearing white ghost masks strode over, grabbed the old daoist again, and slapped him one last time. The last slap was also the heaviest. It directly knocked the wretched and skinny old Daoist out. He lay there motionless.
"Wake him up!"
Poseidon said expressionlessly as he knocked on the handle of the stone throne with his finger.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Two more black-clothed guards wearing white ghost masks strode forward, then took out an unknown red pill from each of their pockets, forced open the old Daoist's mouth, and shoved the unknown red pill into the old Daoist's mouth.
"Cough, cough!"
This unknown red pill seemed to have a miraculous effect. In just a moment, the wretched and skinny old Daoist opened his eyes again on the spot, and he was completely awake.
"Bring him here!" Yun Qi ordered coldly.
The two black-clothed guards with white ghost masks grabbed the skinny old Daoist and brought him to Yun Qi, Nangong Wentian, Sakra, and the other Seven Great Sages as well as the many princes.
"It's a pity that Xiao Fan didn't come today!" The Peacock Bright Monarch, who had been silent all this while, had a crazy look in her eyes. She sneered at the old daoist and said, "Because if he came, I would've killed him on the spot and buried him on the mountain peak with you!"
"You?" Because his face was swollen and seven or eight of his teeth had fallen out, it was very difficult for the skinny and wretched old Daoist to speak. He spoke word by word, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Of course!" The Peacock Bright Monarch's eyes were full of conceit. She shouted arrogantly, "That Xiao Fan is nothing in my eyes. Killing him is as easy as flipping my hand. It's not much harder than tearing a painting!"
The old daoist sneered. He wanted to mock her, but his face and mouth hurt so much that he couldn't make a sound.
"Alright, it's a quarter to noon. Begin the execution!" Nangong Wentian interrupted the conversation between the Peacock Bright Monarch and the old daoist and said indifferently.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Four more black-clothed guards wearing white ghost masks strode forward. Then, each of them pulled out a set of knives of different sizes, knelt on one knee and saluted in all directions. After that, they came forward and were about to execute the punishment of dismemberment on the skinny old Daoist!
The old daoist's eyes were filled with despair and a trace of fear.
Anyone who faced death would feel fear, and the wretched skinny old Taoist was no exception. He had been begging for death because he used his reason to suppress his fear. Now that death was about to come, the fear in his heart suddenly expanded rapidly, causing his whole body to tremble involuntarily.
However, at this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared in the field and watched all of this with an expressionless face!
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