"Your Majesty, the Lord of the Jiange Pavilion please see me."
When reading in the study, the king of the Northern Territory never sees anyone, but the Lord of the Jiange Pavilion comes in person, which is different after all.
After pondering for a while, the Northern Territory King casually put down the scroll in his hand, "Let him in."
"Your Majesty!" He bowed his hands slightly, as he had passed the etiquette, and the owner of the Jiange Pavilion was not too polite, and looked directly at the King of the Northern Territory, "I have something to ask, does the King want to keep his feet?"
Slightly startled, the king of the Northern Territory immediately understood that the opponent had obtained conclusive evidence that Fang Cun killed Xiang Kong.
After pondering for a while, the king of the Northern Territory finally shook his head and said, "It's not a guarantee, it's just that Brother Dao has a good impression of him, I just need to temper it a bit."
"In that case, please allow me to kill this son, Your Majesty." With a slight bow, the Jiange Pavilion Master said in a deep voice.
"Give me a reason." The Northern Territory King's eyes were still extremely calm, without any waves.
"Wuying Sanren Lingyun came with his disciples, and his disciples proved that Xiang Kong was killed by Fang Cun in the ancient killing field." The master of Jiange Pavilion said simply, although there was only one sentence, but the weight in it was enough.
"Wuying Sanren?!" With a gleam in his eyes, Wang Senran of the Northern Territory said.
"That's right. I haven't seen him for many years. I'm afraid his strength has improved a lot. I have tried with him, and the outcome is hard to predict." Nodding, the Jiange Pavilion Master said softly without concealing it.
Wuying Sanren is originally a member of the evil sect. It is said that he is a remnant of the ancient killing area, but he is powerful and unparalleled in movement. Although he has many enemies, he still lives at ease.
Moreover, although Wuying Sanren is evil, he is extremely serious about his promises, and his words are absolutely true. Since Wuying Sanren said this, there is no need for any other evidence.
"I see." After pondering for a moment, the Northern Territory King finally nodded slowly.
Although there is no clear answer, in fact, it has been regarded as acquiescence.
Xiang Kong's importance to the Jiange is self-evident. If the heir is killed, if there is no conclusive evidence, it's fine. Now that there is evidence, and the Jiange Pavilion Master personally came forward, even the King of the Northern Territory can't stop it.
Of course, this is also because the King of the Northern Territory itself has nothing to do with Fang Cun, otherwise, it would be another matter.
In the final analysis, the comparison is only whose fist is bigger, that's all
"Boom!"
Sword Qi pierced through the air, and with a casual finger from a distance, the gate of the Earl's Mansion was instantly smashed and collapsed.
This sudden change suddenly startled everyone around, and they looked in the direction of the person curiously.
This is the Earl's Mansion, and it is said that it is the one-inch mansion that is in the limelight all the time. Who has the courage to call on the door so arrogantly in broad daylight?
However, there were a few of them who had a wider vision. After seeing the person coming, they took a deep breath, retracted their heads honestly, and didn't dare to say another word.
Just kidding, the lord walking in the front is the lord of the Jiange Pavilion. Looking at the entire capital, and even the entire Northern Territory, he is absolutely strong. Such a strong man has long been beyond the restraint of secular etiquette and rules.
Although he didn't make a move, the aura on his body alone was enough to make people breathless. With such a method, how could the servants of the Earl's mansion have the courage to block the way and question him.
In the blink of an eye, he broke through all the obstacles all the way and directly broke into the inner courtyard.
"Who are you?"
Standing calmly in the courtyard, Fang Cun pressed the Qiushui sword lightly, and spoke lightly, without any fear.
Nodded approvingly, even if he came to take Fangcun's life, the Jiange Pavilion Master had to admit that Fangcun was far better than he imagined.
If such a disciple came from Jiange, he would definitely be his favorite disciple, but at this moment, he is destined to be a dying person.
"I am the Lord of the Jiange Pavilion." Looking up slightly, the Lord of the Jiange Pavilion said slowly, "I just want to ask, Xiang Kong, did you kill him?"
Although it was just a simple sentence, when it fell on Fang Cun's ears, it seemed like thunder pierced through his ears. Under the violent roar, people would not have the courage to lie at all. As if the other party was an omnipotent god, he could only kneel down and worship.
The terrifying pressure hit like a tide, and the turbulent waves suddenly took pictures, let alone denying it, even standing is a luxury.
It was the first time that Fang Cun felt that a real strong man could be so terrifying.
Immediately?With a will that was as firm as a rock, at this moment, he couldn't control his body, and wanted to kneel down.
"Pfft!"
Biting the tip of his tongue, spewing out a mouthful of blood, taking advantage of this painful moment, he pulled his mind back, and immediately visualized the Seven Killing Monument in his square-inch mind!
Almost instantly, the word "kill" full of domineering and murderous intent came into his mind, and he crazily contended with the opponent's aura, and stood up straight again with Fang Cun's already slightly bent legs.
kill! kill! kill! kill! kill! kill! kill!
The meaning of the Seven Kills goes straight to the sky, what a peerless demeanor it was to kill the common people back then. More than a little scared?
Fang Cun inherited the Seven Kills Monument and comprehended the Seven Kills Sword Code. In fact, he can be regarded as the successor of killing the common people. With the overbearing Seven Kills Sword Intent, how can he tolerate his heirs kneeling down to others.
In an instant, a shocking murderous aura burst out of his body, turning into a terrifying sword intent that went up against him. Even though this sword intent was far from being able to compare with the opponent, he never retreated half a step.
The dragon soars with the heavens, the earth, the rivers and seas, even though it is trapped in the shallows, it has never lost its arrogance. This is the dragon!
The same is true for square inches!
The pride in his heart will never allow him to bow down under any force, even if his own strength is far inferior to the opponent's, it will not work!
"Huh?!"
There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and the gaze of the Jiange Pavilion Master suddenly became a little more dignified. He knew better than anyone else how terrifying his aura was. Even when Xiang Kong was alive, under such power, don't even think about raising the slightest thought of resistance. It's not even an exaggeration to say that even the strongest of the earth ranks, few people can have the idea of ????resisting under such strong pressure.
However, the young man in front of him, who has just entered the mysterious level, not only dared to resist, but also temporarily resisted the oppression of his own momentum. This is no longer a genius that can be described in two words.
At this moment, even the owner of the Jiange Pavilion couldn't help feeling a bit of pity for talent. If it weren't for the vengeance of beheading Xiang Kong, he might have the idea of ??including him in the Jiange Pavilion.
It's a pity that at this moment, no matter how strong the performance is, it will be difficult to change the result.
In one thought, the master of the Jiange Pavilion slowly took a step, and the aura on his body suddenly rose again, revealing a faint sharp sword intent, smashing the murderous intent that appeared on Fang Cun's body to pieces! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com