"Wait, I have something to say!"
Hong Yue hurriedly shouted, "You keep saying that Wang Bo murdered fellow disciples of the Holy Church, but where is the evidence?"
"evidence?"
One of the weapon masters waved his sleeves and said, "Wang Bo killed Leng Wuhen, the Saint of Red Flame Peak, in the illusion of Tianshan. You have admitted this yourself. Doesn't this count as evidence?"
"Besides that, he also led to an attack by the righteous, plunging our Holy Church into a dangerous and treacherous situation. His crimes deserve to be punished."
"As we are fellow disciples of the Holy Church, we have given you three hours!"
"Yet you remain stubborn and refuse to hand Wang Bo over for trial!"
"If that's the case, then there's no need for your Netherworld Palace to continue existing!"
Hearing this, Hong Yue said indignantly, "Leng Wuhen died because he used the Twelve Feiying Needles to sneak attack Wang Bo first, and then was killed by Wang Bo. He deserved it!"
"As for being besieged by the forces of righteousness, if we don't fight back, are we just going to sit there and wait for death?"
"Our Holy Church and those hypocrites of the righteous path have always been irreconcilable. We defeated them with our own strength and are promoting the prestige of our Holy Church!"
"It's fine if you're not proud of us, but you're actually suppressing us. Are you trying to stand up for those hypocrites who are righteous?"
"Or has the chaotic battle between good and evil twenty years ago made you fear the righteous path to this extent?"
In addition to Hongyue, other people from the Nether Palace also followed suit and refuted.
Of course, they had no other choice but to reason with them.
After all, the other party is a powerful martial king. If they cannot convince him with reason, the only thing waiting for them is death.
But it was obvious that these two powerful Martial Kings from the Burning Soul Valley were not prepared to reason.
"Humph, they're just a bunch of ants. There's no need to waste time talking to them!"
A powerful Martial King said impatiently: "We have given them a chance. Since they don't cherish it, we will just destroy them!"
As he spoke, the powerful Martial King stretched out his five fingers.
"Buzz!"
A stone tablet quickly expanded from his hand and grew to a height of twenty meters in an instant.
It was like a towering mountain suspended above everyone's heads, and the intense feeling of oppression made everyone feel suffocated.
"Has our Netherworld Palace really reached its end?"
"I won't give in!"
Everyone in the Nether Palace was in despair.
There was a look of determination in Nangong Can's eyes, as if he was heading into a sea of fire.
"Since we are all going to die, I might as well fight you!"
Nangong Can was also enraged. His body shook and black gas instantly rose from his body.
This is the second move of the Netherworld Summoning, the evil ghost demands life.
Although the skull was huge, at ten meters wide, it still seemed too small compared to the twenty-meter-high monument floating in the sky.
On the other side,
Hongyue also summoned the Divine Whip, her eyes filled with a light as if she was heading into a sea of fire.
Since they are all going to die, they will naturally not sit and wait for death.
Even though they knew it was just a futile effort, they still had to fight to the death.
"Humph, you're just an ant trying to shake a tree. You're overestimating your own abilities!"
In the sky, the powerful Martial King who sacrificed the stone tablet had a look of disdain on his face.
But as soon as he finished speaking, something strange happened.
“Swish!”
A sharp whistle suddenly came.
Everyone only saw a sharp sword light flash across the sky and then disappear without a trace.
"what happened?"
"Am I hallucinating?"
"I just seemed to see something flash across the sky."
Because the sword light came so fast, so fast that everyone seriously suspected that they were just hallucinating.
But the expressions of the two martial kings in the sky changed drastically at this moment.
"Who is attacking in secret?"
One of them looked around blankly, his voice filled with endless fear.
The powerful King of Martial Arts who had just sacrificed the giant monument and was about to make a fierce attack was frozen in mid-air.
"puff!"
Under the countless astonished gazes of the Nether Palace, a trickle of blood instantly spurted out from his waist.
Immediately afterwards, the giant monument he had sacrificed suddenly shrank and became the size of his original palm.
but,
It did not return to the hands of the powerful Martial King, but fell straight down from the sky.
Because the owner of the giant monument, after a circle of blood spurted out from his waist, his body was split into two and fell from the sky.
"Dead?"
"A powerful Martial King was actually cut in half?"
"Could it be that the sword light just now was not my illusion?"
The people in the Netherworld Palace, who originally felt that it was a little unreal, finally woke up completely at this moment.
A powerful martial king died in such an unclear manner!
It's incredible!
"Who are you?"
Another powerful Martial King in the sky roared angrily.
He was obviously frightened as well. His voice sounded timid and his face was filled with endless fear and anxiety.
No matter who the attacker is, it would not be difficult to kill him if he could cut his companion in half with one sword.
He had no doubt that the lightning-fast sword light just now did not kill him because the other party intended to spare his life.
Otherwise, he would have been broken into two pieces and fallen down like his companions.
"call out!"
The sound of breaking air came from far away.
It comes quickly and stops quickly.
Everyone only saw a figure rushing towards them quickly, and in an instant it was hovering in the air a hundred meters high, a hundred meters away from the only remaining Martial King of the Burning Soul Valley.
"It's the Deputy Palace Master, the Deputy Palace Master is back!"
After a brief moment of surprise, someone in the crowd below suddenly pointed at the sky and shouted.
The other people in the Nether Palace finally realized it at this moment.
"It's really the Deputy Palace Master. He's back to save us!"
"But why is the deputy hall master in heaven?"
"Could it be that his cultivation has also entered the Martial King realm?"
"But when we went to Tianshan to discuss Taoism, wasn't his cultivation just reaching the third level of Martial Sect? How long has it been since then, and the Deputy Hall Master has already entered the Martial King realm?"
"Could it be that the flash of sword light just now was slashed by the Deputy Palace Master?"
"Who else could it be other than the Deputy Hall Master? Didn't you see the dazzling longsword in the Deputy Hall Master's hand?"
"Isn't the weapon used by the Deputy Palace Master the Lingxiao Seal? When did he acquire such a powerful longsword?"
Everyone in the Nether Palace was excited and surprised.
What excited them was that their deputy hall master, Wang Bo, actually arrived at the critical moment and killed a powerful martial king of the Burning Soul Valley who they thought was unattainable with such a mighty and domineering attitude.
What was surprising was that Wang Bo had only been in their Netherworld Palace for less than a month, but he had already reached a height that was beyond the reach of all of them.
"Wang Bo, it's really him. How did he become so strong? How did he do it?"
Perhaps because he was too excited, Nangong Can's voice was trembling slightly and his speech seemed incoherent.
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