Sang Changfeng sat down with a big golden sword and asked, "Who will tell me what's going on?"

Everyone just looked at him and didn't say anything.

"Old Wolf, what's going on?" Sang Changfeng said, "Didn't it say, what kind of fairy-crossing event is held? I'm still here to have a walk, why did you make it like this for me?"

"Wuji, tell me!" Canglang didn't know how to explain to him, so he could only say Wuji.

"Lord, that's how it is." Wuji bowed and bowed to Sang Changfeng.

"Wait!" Sang Changfeng waved his hand, "Why do you call me lord? Are you from our family?"

"I am the original name of Cangzimo. My master did not abandon him, so I took him by my side and changed his name to Wuji." Wuji said, "There is a certificate of slave blood contract."

"Oh?" Sang Changfeng nodded and said, "Okay, since that's the case, come and tell me what's going on?"

"In this way, the master was having fun with a few friends. A few friends made pranks and captured the young masters of several sects in the East Wilderness, and forcibly left their master's slave blood contract on them." Wuji said.

"Nothing!" Sang Changfeng slapped the chair vigorously and said, "It's just nonsense. What do we want so many useless slaves to do in our family? Even if there are one or two, you can serve them, Yanqi should choose the best ones, well... You look bad, what do other people want them to do? Is it a waste of time?"

Wuji initially thought that he was furious because he scolded Shisan and Jiuhou for making trouble. As a result, the reason for his anger was that Chu Yanqi collected useless slaves and kept them for nothing and stopped working.

"Let's see later. All the useless slaves will be sent out for me." Sang Changfeng said. "What does this have to do with the public trial and ruling?"

"They said that the master had any conspiracy, so he had to try the master publicly." Wuji said deliberately, "The master repeatedly stated that there was no conspiracy. They didn't believe it, and they even tortured and injured the master."

"Hmph!" Sang Changfeng snorted coldly and asked. "Then?"

"The master refused to admit it, so they said that the master could just admit all the charges alone. If they didn't want the master to peel off the skin and cramp, and then be sentenced to death." Wuji continued.

"Yeah!" Sang Changfeng nodded, then glanced at everyone and asked, "All of you come to participate in the public trial? Why do you represent the Eastern Wilderness?"

When Sang Changfeng first came, everyone didn't care, but when he slapped Mo Boming directly, Mo Boming didn't even have the power to fight back. Everyone knew in their hearts that it was Sang Changfeng's strength, which was far above Mo Boming, so Mo Boming could not fight back.

Mo Boming has become a saint and is the Holy Spirit King. Sang Changfeng's cultivation is still far above him. Everyone is a little confused about what this concept is.

The Infant Spirit Stage is the target of many immortal cultivators. In the Eastern Wilderness, the number of great immortal cultivators in the Infant Spirit Stage has not been very rich. After becoming the Infant Spirit Stage, it is to become a saint and become a king of the Holy Spirit.

And what is the existence above the Holy Spirit, an immortal?

Everyone was just silent and no one spoke.

"Are you dead?" Sang Changfeng asked, "First, I want to know why the public trial is required. Second, what crime did my son commit and sentence such torture? Third, why do you represent Donghuang? Why no one informed me of Cangwu in Cangwu?"

Everyone still didn't speak, and they were silent like death.

"Cangzimo!" Sang Changfeng asked, "Who dealt with Yan Qi's injuries?"

"Report to the lord, he is a servant next to the head of the sect on the rooftop." Wuji said.

"A servant dares to take the initiative to me, Young Master Cangwu?" Sang Changfeng waved his hand and grabbed Zhuo Junru with a wave of his hand.

Then, like an eagle catching a chick, he grabbed Zhuo Junru's neck, picked him up, and shouted, "What do you think?"

"City Lord, please spare me!" Zhuo Junru also wanted to resist, but he found that before he moved, the person had been picked up by Sang Changfeng. In an instant, he felt his whole body limp. Not to mention spiritual power, he didn't even have the slightest strength of himself.

With his feelings, Sang Changfeng was able to easily break his neck. It has been many years since he had never felt that death was so close to him.

"Lord, my father is just confused for a moment. Please go around my father." Zhuo Changqing knew something was wrong, so he rushed over and knelt down and kowtowed.

"Are you a member of our family?" Sang Changfeng asked.

"It's... lord, my voluntary is definitely not forced by the master." Zhuo Changqing hurriedly kowtowed, "My father is confused, so I asked my lord to bypass him this time. I am willing to accept the lord's punishment on behalf of my father."

"Congratulations, I gave birth to a pretty smart son." Sang Changfeng sneered.

"City Lord, please spare me..." Zhuo Junru made a few words out of his mouth with difficulty. He was almost suffocating to death. He felt that he was now like a duck caught by someone's neck, life and death were all in the other party's thoughts.

Why?

Zhuo Junru couldn't understand it. According to legend, isn't Sang Changfeng's cultivation level in the Infant Spirit Stage? Even if the Sang family relies on the power of elixirs and constantly use elixirs to improve their cultivation, he is now at most the Holy Spirit King. Even if he is defeated, he can still fight with his back.

Mr. Cang is the cultivation of the Holy Spirit King. So many of them join forces to eat him to death, and he has no way to think about it.

However, it is obvious that Sang Changfeng is definitely not as simple as the Holy Spirit King.

"If you have such a cheap life, it's like crushing an ant to death." As soon as Sang Changfeng let go, Zhuo Junru fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Kneel down!" Sang Changfeng shouted coldly.

Zhuo Junru did not dare to disobey, so he could only kneel on the ground. Sang Changfeng glanced at him and shouted, "Feilong, Haoran, come in!"

"Yes!" Outside, Sang Feilong and Sang Haoran walked in together and saluted Sang Changfeng.

"Zhuo Jun is like a whip of three hundred whips to serve as a warning. Yin Ying has a hundred whip. His mouth is too good to speak, and he will always suffer a little." Sang Changfeng said, and just glanced at Yin Ying, Yin Ying felt soft all over, just like a mouse kneeling on the ground when he saw a cat.

Sang Feilong picked up the whip from the ground and whipped it at Zhuo Junru's back. Zhuo Junru's spiritual power was blocked and he could not resist at all. He immediately screamed in pain.

Sang Haoran didn't say anything, raised his hand and slapped Yin Ying in the face.

"Okay, Mo Boming, come on, our two families have been in good relationships. I want to know, what are you doing?" Sang Changfeng asked.

Mo Boming dared to speak at this time? Even if he could tell the difference, he couldn't say it.

"It seems that we have been fed dogs for so many years. Since you don't want to kill my son and want to kill me, I don't seem to have to miss any friendship." Sang Changfeng sneered.

"What do you want?" Mo Boming asked coldly.

"I announce that I will rule you to be sentenced to half-cut today." Sang Changfeng said.

"Why?" Mo Boming looked up and asked.

"I am the lord of the Eastern Wilderness." Sang Changfeng spoke in a light tone, but with arrogance of looking down on the world, "Don't accept it?"

No one dared to say he was dissatisfied. Under his strong pressure, everyone was trembling. Sang Changfeng looked around and then said, "Since no one was dissatisfied, why didn't he respect him when he saw this city lord?"

Even though they were so dissatisfied, everyone still knelt down and worshiped with great honor.

In recent years, there have been some despicable means to threaten the heads of various sects in order to unify the Eastern Wilderness. However, no one has ever said that just like Sang Changfeng.

He did not use any conspiracy, and even said that, but in the face of absolute strength, all the rules seemed so pale and powerless.

Mr. Cang looked at Yuxu Zhenren, and the two knelt down together, but they cursed Sang Changfeng in their hearts.

"Yes, I like this." Sang Changfeng said, kicking Nangong Wentian away and cursed, "I retreated to Cangwu and don't come out, so you just think I'm easy to bully? Do you know, this is called being a shame!"

Chu Yanqi also knelt on the ground, secretly looked up at Sang Changfeng, and sighed in his heart. How could such a person have left behind? Hearing that he will have no successors?

Perhaps, the rumors were wrong? Think about it, I have listed Cangwu City as the target of money and stupid people several times and wanted to rob it. Now it seems that robbing Cangwu City is such a brainless idea? Unless he can take Xiaonu, Longnu, and Wunu together.

The question is, God knows if there is such a pervert in Cangwu City?

Mo Boming's Holy Spirit King's cultivation level was slapped by him and did not dare to move. However, he thought of Xiao Nu for no reason. Mr. Cang's cultivation level should be above Mo Boming.

When I was in the Ten Directions Ghost Realm, I was captured by Xiaonu with just one lighting.

"I want to sentence Mo Boming to death in half. Do any of you want to object?" Sang Changfeng asked.

Who dares to object? In this opposition, he was furious and might have punished them with the death penalty.

"No one objected?" Sang Changfeng asked in a raised voice, "If you don't object, please agree quickly."

"Yes, we all agree." Everyone said tremblingly.

"Mo Boming, did you hear it? So many people agreed." Sang Changfeng smiled calmly, "Look, the first time I saw my son, I had to prepare some meeting gift, but I came in too hurry and I had nothing good to give him. Your Holy Infant seems to be good. It would be great to take it out and refine it into pills and give it to my son."

Mo Boming shook his body and shot out the door, but he was still a little late. Sang Changfeng took action, and a golden light flashed and slashed across Mo Boming's waist.

Friendly recommendation: Kunshui's father-in-law's masterpiece "Xianhai Daoji", introduction: In this life, I will stand at the top of the sea of ​​clouds and overlook the vast number of people.
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