Chapter 381 Forced Confession

In front of the Santiao Street of Zhenyu Pavilion, a facade nearly 100 feet wide, with nine floors up and down, each floor nine feet high, Catfish and Lord Xiansheng were surrounded by crowds. Countless onlookers pointed and chattered, and described in low voices to those who came behind, how the catfish opened its mouth, "Ah, one bite, and swallowed Yun Wuqi alive who is sitting in the Qingya star of the Qiyan gate.

The majestic Yun Wuqi in the early stage of Yuanying had no power to resist, and was swallowed whole by the catfish. From the eyes of the onlookers, the catfish was simply a fierce and fierce giant of a generation. He didn't know where he came from. An evildoer who makes waves.

But on the waistband of this evildoer, there is still the badge of Yunhuamen disciples, which surprised the people present.

When Wu Qi and Princess Zhang Le arrived, nearly a hundred monks ranging from the early stage of Yuanshen to the peak of Xiantian were swarming Xianshengjun and Catfish. The only cultivator at the early stage of Yuanshen was gnashing his teeth and roaring with red eyes: "No matter who you are, you killed Mr. Yun, you are a capital crime! Ten thousand deaths are not enough to offset your serious crime!"

Mr. Xianshengsheng kept a gloomy face and said nothing. He stretched out his hands to protect a pair of petite girls shivering behind him.

Ling Jiao shook his big head, giggled at the early Yuanshen disciple of the Qiyan Sect, and said with a smile: "I didn't kill it, I ate it! Killing people will see blood, cannibalism, aunt and grandma can't see blood when eating people, So instead of killing them, they ate them!"

Opened his mouth, with a few dragon whiskers dangling from the corner of his mouth, Catfish said with his hands behind his back: "Your young master is not a good person. He came to consign and sell the elixir, and he swallowed the elixir of his little girl without mentioning it." tripod! Hey, don't think my aunt is stupid, let a little girl make a stove, what's the point? Didn't he get turned into a mummy after a few days of tossing around? This is impossible! "

Gently patted the two trembling girls hiding behind Lord Xian Shengsheng with his big hand, and said with a smile: "Look, how can such a good girl be harmed by that bastard of yours?"

Wu Qi violently broke away from the crowd, just in time to hear what the catfish said. Those who were watching the fun were suddenly separated by Wu Qi, and a few Jindan cultivators who were not angry opened their mouths and cursed: "Where did you come from, what are you doing to squeeze your uncle?"

These Golden Core Immortals scolded harshly, Wu Qi stared at him, but Princess Zhang Le had already picked up a big man, and slapped him across the face. The big man was slapped so hard that he didn't know where he was in the dark, and then Princess Zhang Le threw him away, using a Hercules magic forbidden method inherited from her mother's blood, and threw him more than ten miles away.

Gently clapping her hands, Princess Zhang Le rolled her eyes and snorted coldly: "Who is not convinced? I can convince him!"

The colorful auspicious light hovered faintly in the eyes, and the huge mental pressure caused the surrounding onlookers to lower their heads one after another.

Don't dare to say anything more.

Wu Qi pointed out a thumb to Princess Zhang Le, and praised: "Good job!"

Princess Zhang Le smiled sweetly." She took out a white silk handkerchief and wiped her hands, then threw the handkerchief on the ground, and then followed Wu Qi into the crowd and stood beside the catfish. Wu Qi glanced around The Qiyan Sect disciple who was on fire, said in a cold voice: "What's going on? You Qiyanmen, uh, Luoling Pavilion "what do you want to do? Do you want to kill my Yuanhuamen disciples?"

The monk of the early Yuanshen stage from Qizhanmen yelled sharply: "Young generation, your Yuanhuamen disciple killed Mr. Yun, you...

With a flash of Wu Qi's figure, a phantom rushed out behind him, and a demon puppet flew up, and slapped the early Yuanshen cultivator hard on the face. With a bang, half of the monk's face was smashed, and he fell heavily to the ground with a miserable howl.

The Yuanshen puppets were originally treasures guarding the mountain gate created by the great supernatural beings in ancient times. After Wu Qi's painstaking training, these Yuanshen puppets have also practiced the Hercules God and Demon Fighting Heaven Art to the Yuanying peak state, and Wu Qi's fake infant state Exactly. They were also nourished by the innate spirit of guarding the soil" and devoured countless rare metal materials in the secret treasury of the Great Yan Dynasty. Their bodies were a hundred times stronger than Wu Qi's physical body strengthened by Xuanyin True Water, let alone this ordinary Yuan Early stage monk?

This slap" is like hitting tofu with an iron hammer. The iron hammer is naturally safe, but the tofu is naturally broken into bean curd residue.

The Primordial Spirit cultivator, whose face had been shattered, howled and pointed at Wu Qi, and he shouted tremblingly, "You, you are bold!"

Wu Qi looked coldly at the Primordial Spirit cultivator, and with a flick of his mind, the Demon God Puppet suddenly rushed out and grabbed the Primordial Spirit cultivator's neck, "Crack, twisted into a numb state. A bloody Primordial Spirit let out a miserable howl." It flew up into the sky, but a big tongue rolled over from the slanting stab, the catfish stretched out its tongue and rolled the monk's primordial spirit into its mouth, and swallowed it again with a thud.

Patting his belly, Catfish said in a naive voice: "It's not bad, the taste is okay, it's better than that Yun Wuqi who just emptied his body."

In front of so many people, Wu Qi indulged the monks of Qimengmen who swallowed up the Primordial Spirit monks of the Qimengmen, and then he squeezed out a smile, and smiled with his hands behind his back, looking at the Qimengmen monks who were stunned and trembling with fright. : "Actually, I want to say that this is a misunderstanding!"

A Nascent Soul cultivator of Qiyan Sect jumped up suddenly, and he roared angrily: "It's not a misunderstanding!"

With a puff, another demon puppet sprang out from behind Wu Qi, rushing towards the Yuan* monk like lightning, piercing his heart with a punch, and pulling out his Wu Suo with a claw. Catfish was not polite, and swallowed the Nascent Soul in one gulp.

Wu Qi nodded with a smile and said, "I said it, it's just a misunderstanding!"

With a cold look in his eyes, Wu Qi said coldly: "Master, I said it was a misunderstanding, who has any other opinions?"

With a flick of a finger, a hundred Jindan-level Long Bo people roared out from the ring of spirit cultivation, strode towards the surrounding street soldiers, and completely sealed off the neighborhood. Phantoms flashed out one after another behind Wu Qi, and other demon puppets also stepped out one after another, turning into Taoist figures with different appearances, and patrolling the sky high above the clouds. Wu Qi's spiritual consciousness spread out, covering the neighborhood in an instant, controlling everyone's every move in his heart.

Princess Zhang Le's eyes shone with divine light. She recited the mantra softly, and dense black air rose from the ground." Countless ghosts soared into the sky with mournful howls, completely surrounding the nearby neighborhoods. up.

The people in Luoling Pavilion of Qizhan Gate were all dumbfounded. They looked at Wu Qi who had sealed off the neighborhood in horror, and shouted sharply: "What do you want to do? This is Qingya Fairy Square, you, what do you want to do? What? There are so many friends here, they won't, won't let you go!"

Wu Qi snorted coldly, he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "There are always such bastards in the world" They did some bastard things, but they were killed in the end, and they would provoke more bastards! My friend ate your Young Master Yun, the Qiyan Sect will definitely not let it go, what else can I do? Qiyanmen, I really have no strength to fight against them now! "

The monks who watched around felt chills in their hearts, and they suddenly began to regret "Why did I run so fast to watch the excitement. Wu Qi blocked the neighborhood, what did he want to do? Kill people to silence them? But this is Qingya Xianfang, It is impossible for him to kill all the witnesses, unless he bloodbathed "Qingya Xianfang" and killed everyone, otherwise he would not be able to escape the revenge of Qiyanmen.

Wu Qi bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then he took out a large amount of the Four Treasures of the Study, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, from the Black Dragon Spirit Ring. He said in a deep voice: "Those who don't want to die will be bullied by Yun Wuqi to bully men and women to dominate the market, and catfish fight against injustice to protect the sufferer, but are pressed by Yun Wuqi every step of the way, forced to defend themselves." Write out ten. I dictate, you write, if a word is wrong, kill! "

The onlookers rolled their eyes at the same time, you dictate, we write, isn't it just what you say?

A Qiyan Sect disciple of Luoling Pavilion suddenly shouted: "Everyone flee separately..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Qi had a thought, and the giant magnetic force of the earth's core rushed out from the ground, tightly trapping the man's body. Thousands of times of tremendous pressure was exerted on him, and the cultivator at the first grade of golden core just let out a miserable howl." His body suddenly collapsed and turned into a piece of meat pie spread flat on the ground. Blood splattered everywhere, and his golden core was covered by huge Yuan magnetic pressure crushed into a pancake.

Wu Qi looked at these disciples of the Qiyan Sect gently, and he said with a smile: "Your Master Yun robbed the spirit grass and plundered the women of the people" You are also bastards who work for tigers, if I kill them, I will kill them, I feel a little guilty nothing. Either write down the details of what happened according to what I said, or you will all die here.

The many monks in Luoling Pavilion look at me, I will live with you, just as they were in a daze, Wu Qi moved his fingertips, and another ray of sword light shot out, and the heads of three peak innate monks were beheaded , the blood in the neck rushed up.

No one dared to say anything anymore, and nearly a thousand people neatly lay down on the ground, holding pens and inks, and according to Wu Qi's dictation, wrote down the details of the incident stroke by stroke. In Wu Qi's description, Yun Wuqi robbed the spiritual grass and robbed the women of the people. He was truly the No. 1 villain in Tianzi. After he was eradicated, all the onlookers applauded and cheered loudly.

Especially those Qiyunmen disciples in Luoling Pavilion, under Wu Qi's coercion, they wrote down some similar dirty deeds that Yun Wuqi did before, one by one, one by one, incomparably detailed.

Princess Zhang Le pulled two twin girls who were about ten years old to comfort her. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the cheeks of the two girls, but they turned out to be a pair of jade-like pearls, beautiful and lovely. good man. They only have extremely superficial cultivation, which is about the level of entry-level Qi refining, and their small hands are full of calluses and wounds, which are clearly the marks left by climbing the cliff with mountain vines and weeds in the forest.

Wu Qi looked at the two girls who were overly frightened and held Princess Zhang Le's little hand from left to right, and shouted angrily, "Yun Wuqi, you are not human at all! Such a little girl, you don't dare to move!" Can you do harm to others? This kind of insane scum deserves to die a long time ago!"

Wu Qi's roar was called a righteous and righteous, those monks lying on the ground writing their confession, but they almost didn't cry, once this confession was used by Wu Qi as evidence, they would put bloody fingerprints on it , but completely offended the Qiyanmen!

Just when these monks wanted to cry without tears and wanted to kill themselves, hundreds of sword lights shot over from a distance.

Taoist Baique's voice sounded from afar: "Who dares to make trouble in Qingya Xianfang?"

After a few muffled beeps, Heng rang out, and the people from Uncle Long sent by Wuqi outside were forced back by the sword energy, and Long Yuan, who was in the lead, was even covered in blood by the sword energy.

Wu Qi's face turned cold, and he grabbed his hand, and more than a thousand confessions on the ground fell into his hands at the same time.