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"Bring a criminal." Zhang Wen Li slapped his wooden stick and shouted.

Layers after layers of sounds could be heard, causing a commotion among the crowd.

Following that, the crowd saw Han Family's younger brother Han Zhen stumbling as he was escorted out by a few officials.

His hands, which were originally in great repair, were badly mutilated and his face was covered with bloody scars. It seemed that he had suffered greatly in prison.

As for the bear-like burly man, he was carried up by two officials. The reason why he was lifted was because his legs had been broken and he could not walk.

For a moment, the entire lobby was filled with blood.

Zhang Wenli's expression did not change as he asked Han Zhen, "Do you recognize all of these evidence?"

Han Zhen's eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at Zhang Wenli. Then, he turned around and swept his gaze over Chen Yuan and the scholar.

When Chen Yuan saw the pair of blood-red eyes, he shuddered in response.

"I admit it, I admit it. "Hahahaha." Han Zhen's face twitched as he shouted in a hoarse voice that was deliberately suppressed.

"Silence! "Left and right, slap!" Seeing Han Zhen's crazed look, Zhang Wenli waved his hands in displeasure.

The two officials quickly brought out two thick sticks and brandished them left and right. The hall was filled with a series of cruel 'pa pa pa' sounds, mixed with flesh and blood and one or two flying teeth.

Hearing this, even Chen Yuan, who was kneeling down, felt a pang on his cheek.

He also noticed that the group of gangsters all had different thoughts.

After killing the man, Zhang Wenli let out a cold laugh and looked around. Other than a few men with dark and cold gazes, the rest of the men either lowered their heads or looked around.

Naturally, there were people who would help Lord Zhang Wenli memorize the appearances of those rebellious people and prepare to see if their blood was really that hot after today.

Chen Yuan knelt on the ground, his thoughts racing as he smiled coldly in his heart. He had actually taken a good step forward, but the people from the Unparalleled Palace were able to keep their cool and had yet to come out.

Looks like our Lord Zhang still needs to use a big move.

Sure enough, Zhang Wen Li looked around and saw that no one had jumped out. He narrowed his eyes and said with a stern voice: "Since someone has admitted to it, then let's kill them twenty times first."

Killing blow.

Chen Yuan felt a chill in his heart. This was truly vicious, even for a scholar.

Leaving aside the fact that the baton was heavier and lighter, just by looking at the way it could perform the 'Xing Wei', one could guess why it was called 'Sha Wei'.

He was going to pull the man's pants off and have his ass naked.

After being hit by this staff, there was no point in saying that he wouldn't die, but it was obvious that he wouldn't be able to lift his head up even if he was stripped off his pants in front of such a panicky crowd.

This kind of thing had always spread very quickly in the martial arts world.

Especially since Han Zhen was carrying the title of Unparalleled Palace, he had lost all face there.

Therefore, "The Unparalleled Palace would never let such a thing happen to their disciple." The one who said this was not Zhang Wen Li or Chen Yuan, but a woman.

A woman standing in the sky.

Standing in the sky. Women.

The coarse robed man raised his head, his face full of seriousness.

Riding on the wind like a sail.

His white clothes moved, and his veil fluttered in the wind like a celestial maiden.

It finally began to rain heavily on people.

Hearing that voice, Han Zhen seemed to have gone crazy as he cried out. Struggling, the few officials beside him had no choice but to suppress him with all their might, preventing him from moving about recklessly.

Zhang Wenli couldn't see the woman floating in the air, but when he heard her voice, he actually revealed a smile.

He was dressed in robes, waved his sleeves, and was dressed in formal attire.

It was raining heavily.

It blocked their line of sight and also blocked the fear in the hearts of the men.

He did not know who had drawn the sword first, but the few bailiffs blocking the door quickly fell into a pool of blood.

A riot began.

Chen Yuan had long been dragged by the scholar to the back of the bailiffs, while Zhang Wenli just sat there in the hall, his eyes filled with ridicule, as if he was looking at a group of clowns.

Outside, the coarse robed man didn't care about anything else. He only raised his head and looked at the woman.

The woman was looking at him.

The heavy rain drenched her clothes, revealing a delicate and charming body, revealing a vaguely delicate and cold face.

"Orange-stem flower room breeding flower man, Orangutan?" The coarse robed man said.

Jie Long did not say anything. He extended his hand, and a hairpin like a sword drew across the milky way.

He waved his hand to lift up the sky.

Naturally, she would not be able to pay the price. Therefore, the sky was still dark and gloomy.

But she had captured a river, a galaxy.

The coarse clothed man no longer cared about what Jie Duo was doing. He just lowered his head and stomped his feet, causing a spray of water.

With two minds, he used Qi to control the sword and used his hands to hold the sky.

The tip of the hairpin was always only one piece of paper away from the man's heart.

The coarse robed man's speed was so fast that he could not see his shadow, so the hairpin seemed to be teleporting.

But no one went to see him.

Many people looked up at the river in the sky.

Compared to that river, Platycodon grandiflorum is like an ant.

The entire magistrate court, in addition to the two long streets, were covered by the river, like a small toy that had been caught under a bowl.

If Shui Ruo were to fall, she would definitely become a country of lakes.

Out of his hand, tap his feet, and throw himself down.

Pointing lightly at the empty space, she finally landed on the ground. Along with her landing, countless droplets of water that were like sharp swords penetrated the bodies of the martial artists that hadn't rushed in yet.

Thump thump thump thump. This was the sound of water droplets hitting the wooden pillar and shattering the red paint, revealing the white heart inside.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! The blood mist filled the air, leaving behind a trail of scarlet on the ground.

However, not a single drop of blood splashed into the lobby.

The lobby seemed to be protected by an invisible force.

At the same time, outside the hall, the only ones left standing were Jie Long and the coarse clothed man.

In the lobby.

Chen Yuan was hiding behind the card player, watching the fight in front of the hall.

Many of them were at the ninth level of the tenth grade. It was obvious that they were just some random fish, and the real shark was the one named Jie Dui outside the door — Chen Yuan took a glance outside and saw the mess outside. He came to the conclusion that it was a human-shaped weapon used to kill.

Thus, the current situation was very simple. The group of martial artists were quite numerous, but their combat prowess were all at the five dregs. None of them were a match for the ordinary experts from the Xing Family.

As expected, winning or losing was only a matter of time.

However, the pain in Chen Yuan's chest made him unable to speak.

Time was running out.

The reason why he had used the forbidden art to temporarily seal his injuries and the scented powder to disperse the smell of blood was to prevent suspicion. But now, the more time passed, the more likely he would be exposed.

In that case, was the only thing he could do now?

Chen Yuan turned his head and glanced at the scholar.

The scholar silently nodded at him.