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Chapter 6

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"Little brother, can you do me a favor?" The fat man had an amiable smile on his face. He reached out his hand to stuff the gold ingot into Yang Chen's belt. "I've already arranged for the others. As long as you let my son go on the execution ground, when you behead him, just cut his skin a little and don't kill him. You'll be able to fool the executioner, and no one will be able to tell. I'll thank you later! "

"I'm just an executioner. I'm in charge of carrying out the punishment. I don't know anything else!" Yang Chen's face turned serious. He pushed the fat hand away, turned around, and strode toward the execution ground.

"Kid, you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. I can be a minister, but you don't know what's good for you. I'll make you suffer!" When the fat man saw Yang Chen's refusal, his expression changed. He shouted fiercely at Yang Chen's back.

"Even if you're the emperor, what does that have to do with me beheading you?" Yang Chen sneered and went straight up to the execution platform. He held the blood-red broadsword in his arms and stood there, quietly waiting for the order to carry out the execution.

This time, it wasn't Yang Chen alone who would carry out the execution. There was a long row of executioners holding red broadswords. Yang Chen couldn't even see how many people there were. Such a scene was really shocking. What kind of execution ground would require so many heads to be beheaded?

Dong, dong, dong. Three drumbeats sounded, and the sun seemed to have risen. Yang Chen only heard the order, "Behead!" Then, he saw a life token thrown over.

"Every injustice has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. You and I have no enmity in the past, and I'm just doing my job. I'm sorry!" Yang Chen habitually said his work words. Then, he pulled out the death token from the prisoner's body and threw it to the side. With a loud shout, he raised the broadsword high and chopped down. A human head immediately rolled far away, and the headless body slowly fell to the ground, blood still gushing out incessantly.

After doing all this, Yang Chen didn't absorb the life essence to practice as usual. Instead, he stood there quietly with the broadsword, waiting for his orders.

"19372 executioners, 3,843 beheaded." In the void, a voice seemed to be counting and reporting at the same time.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in front of him. After a while, the dust cleared. Yang Chen was still at the execution ground, but the prisoners that had just been beheaded had disappeared without a trace. However, in the empty space in front of him, there was a beautiful and charming woman tied up. She was kneeling in the dust, and it was as if she was a flawless piece of beautiful jade. Her face was like the rosy glow of the morning sun, and she was extremely charming and full of amorous feelings.

Around the beautiful woman were kneeling, and there were dozens of executioners dressed like Yang Chen. They seemed to be waiting for the execution.

"Behead!" There was another shout, and a life tablet flew in front of one of the executioners. The executioner immediately stepped forward. Just as he was about to swing his broadsword, the beautiful woman said, "I am innocent, please have mercy on me, General."

The executioner saw that the beautiful woman was beautiful and felt pity for her. In addition, she was very sweet, so he called the executioner "General." The executioner directly called the executioner until his bones went limp. His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't move anymore.

The executioner was furious. He shouted at another executioner, "You, behead!" The life tablet seemed to have eyes, and it flew in front of another executioner. This executioner stepped forward, but he was also called by the beautiful woman. He was immediately captivated and couldn't move anymore.

Dozens of executioners were all the same. The executioner's voice was filled with anger. Finally, a life tablet appeared in front of Yang Chen. The executioner's angry shout was extremely clear, "You, behead!"

Yang Chen stepped forward and stood beside the beautiful woman. The beautiful woman immediately raised her head, revealing her beautiful face. She said in a sweet voice, "General, I am innocent!" It was just a light exhalation, but it immediately revealed a numbing sensation that penetrated deep into the bones. Even refined steel would become soft and supple.

Unfortunately, Yang Chen seemed to have a heart of stone. He looked at the delicate beauty and ignored her. He only shouted, "Every injustice has its perpetrator, every debt has its debtor. You and I have no enmity in the past, and I am only doing my duty. I am only following orders, and I have offended you!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't care about the heartbroken cries of the beautiful woman. He raised his broadsword high, and with one slash, the beautiful woman's begging voice immediately disappeared. Her beautiful head flew far away, but it was no different from beheading a normal prisoner.

"Good!" Yang Chen slashed down with his broadsword, but he heard a cheer in his ear. Yang Chen didn't look sideways, but he laughed coldly in his heart.

"Three thousand eight hundred and forty-three people, and only one hundred and fifteen people were beheaded." The voice in the void was still reporting.

"Yang Chen, over here!" Someone shouted from behind. Without thinking, Yang Chen followed. The other executioners who couldn't kill the beautiful women seemed to be ignored, and they still stood in the same place.

After a while, they arrived at another execution ground. Here, there was only one executioner, Yang Chen, and the prisoner was a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe with disheveled hair. The strange thing was that there were no ropes on his body, and there were no soldiers around to watch him. He stood in the same place, not angry, and looked coldly at the approaching Yang Chen.

The soldier who led the way had already disappeared, and only Yang Chen was facing this middle-aged man alone. However, Yang Chen didn't say anything, and just stood there quietly.

"Yang Chen, behead!" The familiar voice of the executioner sounded again, and a life tablet fell in front of Yang Chen.

Without saying anything, Yang Chen raised the ghost head saber and stepped forward. Seeing this, the middle-aged man's eyes widened, and a domineering aura appeared in his eyes. He shouted at Yang Chen, "I am the emperor of the dynasty, the ruler of the Nine Five, how dare you be so rude?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of metal, like the words of gold and jade, deafening. Those who were timid would feel their limbs go weak when they heard this voice, and they would unconsciously kneel down.

Dong, Yang Chen didn't care, and stepped forward to kick him. The soul of a Daluo Golden Immortal, why would he care about a little emperor? He kicked the middle-aged man to the ground, and stepped on him firmly. Then, he waved the blood-colored ghost head saber.

"Every grievance has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. You and I have no grudges in the past, and I am just doing my duty and following orders. Please forgive me!" As soon as he said this, Yang Chen's saber suddenly chopped down, and the self-proclaimed emperor's head rolled far away.

Ding, there was a crisp sound, and a small white jade pendant appeared under the emperor's corpse. The jade was smooth and smooth, and one could tell that it was a rare item.

Yang Chen looked around, and seeing that there was no one around, he laughed coldly in his heart. He grabbed the jade pendant, and stuffed it under his belt. Then, he stood there quietly, waiting for the next order.

"There are only two executioners. One of them looked straight ahead, and the other took the jade pendant." The voice in the air couldn't be heard by Yang Chen, and he was doing the final calculations.

"Good! Yang Chen, the Heavenly Court's Immortal Slaying Platform is still lacking an executioner like you. Are you willing? " The executioner who hadn't appeared before now stood in front of Yang Chen, and asked kindly. He even held a white ring in his hand, and slowly handed it over.

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