"It seems that three days are too long, and you can't wait to make a choice."

“This is still very good.”

"After all, the young master never likes belated killings."

Facing the people in the hall, the ugly slave's body moved slowly.

His steps were steady but silently walked towards the people of the twelve martial arts sects.

Seeing the actions of the ugly slave, it is not difficult to guess what he wants to do.

But this made people from the twelve martial arts sneer.

It is ridiculous to try to shake the twelve martial arts sects with one person's strength.

In the southern region, they have never heard of anyone who has such ability.

"bass!"

With a three-foot long sword in hand, Lin Tiennan's burly body also walked forward.

The rest of the people did not move.

It seems that in their eyes, Lin Tiennan alone is enough to deal with the ugly slave in front of him. If this is necessary for their twelve martial arts sects to join forces, it would seem that the twelve martial arts sects would be too weak.

It is different from the peace of the ugly slave.

When Lin Tienan held the sword in his hand, his momentum surged, like a silent volcano suddenly erupting.

Just looking at him can give people a sense of terrifying oppression.

"Has anyone ever told you that your voice is really bad?"

Lin Tiennan's mouth was sarcastic, but his voice was rough but cold.

Accompanied by the flash of the sword light, the sword swept like a wind and slashed directly at the ugly slave.

"Bang!"

One punch.

After Lin Tienan finished speaking, the figure of the ugly slave had already appeared in front of Lin Tienan.

He only used one punch to penetrate Lin Tienan's chest.

However, the long sword in Lin Tiennan's hand fell to the ground before it fell completely.

It's like a stone statue pushed to it.

"It's a pity that you can never hear it again."

Looking at Lin Tienan's body, the ugly slave seemed to be answering the dead Lin Tienan.

It's more like a warning to everyone in the hall.

When the Chou Nu looked at the people of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects again.

No one dares to underestimate the ugly slave anymore, and all the contempt and ridicule are gone at this moment.

Instead, there is deep vigilance and fear.

It seems that they can kill Lin Tienan's existence with one punch, which seems to be beyond their expectations.

Such a terrible person is in the southern territory, they have never heard of it before.

After killing Lin Tienan, Chou Nu's pace did not stop and he still walked forward.

At this moment, the people from the Twelve Martial Arts Sects were a little panicked.

Even if they can barely fight, they will definitely suffer heavy losses as if they are the power displayed by ugly slaves.

They are unwilling to do something like hurting one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred themselves unless they have to.

"etc!"

Seeing the power of Chou Nu, the people from the Twelve Martial Arts Sects are not fools, so they naturally know how to adapt to the times and when and what choices to make.

Chen Ang said: "Aren't we all appearing here today for the sake of division of interests?"

"If you can gain benefits in the simplest way, why do you have to become hostile?"

"I wonder if you can give us another chance to discuss?"

Hearing Chen Ang's voice, the ugly slave finally stopped, and seemed to be interested in Chen Ang's words.

Seeing that the Chou Nu stopped, Chen Ang’s eyebrows relaxed and continued, “Lin Tiennan is dead, we can think that nothing has happened.”

"But the conditions proposed by King Xiaoyao were too harsh and we would be unable to agree."

"However, we can give all the benefits that should have been divided into the Xiyan Sword Sect to the Xiaoyao Palace."

"Whether doing this is the best result for the Xiaoyao Palace or the Twelve Martial Arts Sects."

"I think even if King Xiaoyao himself is here, he will not refuse the opportunity to become friends with the Twelve Martial Arts Sects, right?"

As the spokesperson of the twelve martial arts sects, Chen Ang’s decision represents everyone’s decision.

Moreover, Lin Tiennan is already dead, so why not to use the interests of the dead to exchange for peace for everyone?

Therefore, no one from the Twelve Martial Arts Sects objected to Chen Ang’s decision.

Chen Ang saw this thoroughly.

After saying that, Chen Ang looked at the Chou Nu with a kind smile, as if he was sure that the Chou Nu would not reject his conditions.

After all, the benefits he gave up should belong to a whole sect.

The ugly slave looked at Chen Ang, and his voice was still calm, neither fast nor slow, and very rhythmic.

"You finished speaking?"

"Um?"

Hearing the tone of the Chou Nu, Chen Ang felt something was wrong and said, "Do you have any dissatisfaction?"

Chou Nu shook his head and said, "I'm just curious about what a person will say before he dies."

"Your last words are boring!"

"Bang!"

As the sound came to an end, the figure of the Chou Nu turned into a black light, so fast that the eyes of others could not keep up.

Wait until everyone sees it clearly.

Chen Ang of the Dayu Tianzong had a distracted look and his body fell to the ground like Lin Tienan before.

Everything came too suddenly and was caught off guard.

No one expected that the ugly slave would be so free and kill him at will.

Now Lin Tienan and Chen Ang are both dead, and everyone is worried that the ugly slave will take action again, so they all retreat and make a vigilant attitude.

Even the Twelve Martial Arts Sects were quite afraid of Yao Lianhua, retreating three feet away, and did not dare to get too close to the Chou Nu.

After a while, Wei Cheng of Yinshan Sect spoke, "You are killing two of my twelve martial arts sects in a row. Do you really not take my twelve martial arts sects seriously?"

"Or, you want to get more benefits?"

Wei Cheng's words were about threats and temptations, and he carried out the twelve martial arts sects to make the Chou Nu worry, but also wanted to know from the Chou Nu what the other party wanted.

But after all, these people are scared.

If they were sure to deal with the Chou Nu, they would not be able to say so much nonsense to the Chou Nu, let alone divide the interests with the Xiaoyao Palace.

"The easiest way to get benefits is always killing."

"The basis of conditions begins with equality."

The ugly slave looked at Chen Ang's body and seemed to be telling, and also seemed to be sighing.

Then the Chou Nu looked at the entire hall.

It seems to be saying to all people: "We are never equal."

"Squeak..."

The gate of the Wenwu Hall was closed suddenly without wind.

This made the sight in the entire Wenwu Hall darker.

At this moment, the figure of the ugly slave seemed to merge with the darkness in the hall, turning into the god of death hidden in the darkness and harvesting life.

And darkness can undoubtedly best evoke the fear buried in the deepest part of mankind.

"Bang......"

The way of killing the ugly slave is simple and pure.

Whenever there is a heavy muffled sound, one person will definitely lose his chance and fall to the ground with a bang.

This heavy muffled sound is more like a death-seeking talisman. Whenever it sounds, it will make everyone in the hall more fearful.

Until someone can no longer stand this horrific atmosphere of waiting for death to come.

The cry of collapse resounded throughout the hall.

Anyone who wants to escape from the hall will eventually only increase the speed of his own death.
Chapter completed!