Chapter 96 Evidence

"You can, but you should show evidence, or call the two predecessors of the swordsman." Jian 13 stood behind the swordsman and laughed.

The repairer stretched out his hand to block the bitch 13: "You can't prove that you are not present for the time being, right?" The swordsman nodded helplessly. In fact, there are still two people who can provide this proof. One is casting a sword and the other is the man in black. But I don't know how many times more than looking for these two people than looking for the swordsman, and now I don't know what the situation is.

After reading the reply of the sword clan, San Xiu immediately turned to the deep blue Shangshu: "What do you think, adult?"

Deep Blue waved casually: "Go on."

"Soege Swords, what is your current skill level?" As soon as he saw that the secretary of the Ministry of Criminal Justice did not say anything, 13 immediately became arrogant.

"Soege Swordsman, can you call these five words?" A long saber with cold light flowed around the neck of the bitch 13. The latter's momentum immediately leaked out, and his hands and feet trembled there.

Deep Blue made a casual move: "Master of the Demon Gate, as long as I am here, this is the public court, and the murder weapon of the soldiers in the public court is also."

In the face of the deep blue's drink, the sword flute retreated, and the long saber took back the scabbard. Deep Blue Shangshu just said the first half of the sentence, not the second half. The whole sentence should be "The murder weapon of the soldier in the public court is also exposed." However, Deep Blue Shangshu didn't say it when he took it for granted.

The sword clan casually took a look at Sanxiu and did not understand the meaning of the superior: "So is currently in the middle of the eighth floor of Shuntian. I don't know why the superior 13 asked such a question.

"The middle of the eighth floor of Shuntianjing. Su Shaoxia has made rapid progress. I don't know how thick and how long Su Shaoxia's sword is?

"The ice blade is three arms and twelve fingers long, and the blade is three armors thick (equal to 1.62 meters on the earth, one finger equals one centimeter, one arm equals half a meter, three armors: equivalent to three millimeters on the earth. One A is equal to one millimeter.

I don't know if my nephew believes it or not. In the house where my brother died, the sword marks on the wall were all done by a sword, and the thickness of the sword marks was exactly as wide as three armors.

The swordsman's head rotated quickly. That day, he fought with the public in the underground cabinet, and indeed sent a lot of sword spirit. These sword spirits cut into the earth wall, so this is,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, evidence and evidence and clues. When the swordsman thought of this, no matter how he was in his mood, the calmness on his face seemed calm.

"That's funny." The first sword flute in the hall looked up to the sky and laughed: "There are countless swords in the world. Why did Zenmen decide that the sword that killed the loser must be the ice blade on the young master of my family?"

Listening to Jian Xiao's words, the swordsmen also nodded. To be honest, Zenmen certainly did not dare to kill themselves, but it didn't matter if they were scolded in front of so many heroes, and it didn't matter if they were ashamed, but if they lost the face of Jimo for thousands of years, it was a big deal.

Seeing the swordsman nodding, the master did not continue to ask, because the swords in the world are indeed as many stars, and there are hundreds of long swords spread out on the ground. Thinking of this, he said, "There is a smell of ice on my brother's body. The sword marks left on the wall are as wide as three armors, and there is no alibi for the young hero all night. Now there is evidence in my master that the young hero is the one who killed my brother." Speaking of this, Sanxiu paused and didn't go on.

"Say it? Why don't you say it?" Jian Xiao raised his eyebrows and his tone was extremely provocative.

"There is a fragment on the young hero's body, a fragment of the mysterious soul chasing jade." Sanxiu said this slowly, and the speed of word by word made everyone sitting in the hall understand what Sanxiu was saying.

The Xuanhun chasing jade, the Xuanhun chasing jade will only appear once in a thousand years. All the martial artists in the hall look at the swordsman. In addition to curiosity, there is only greed in their eyes. Meng Khan and Lu Wuchen's eyes are even more shining, and the fire of greed burns more vigorously in the eyes of these two people.

The realm of anti-sky is what a desirable class. Think about the middle of the ten levels of the realm of heaven, and there are only two small classes away from the realm of anti-sky. As long as there is Xuanhun Chasing jade, isn't it the second strong man against heaven in the past 100 years? Thinking of this, Meng Han's hand was tightly wrapped around the corner of the table, and the strong aura swept the whole hall like a storm.

Grandma, if there was such a fragment in the family, Grandpa would not have been hovering at the peak of the tenth floor of Shuntianjing for so many years. Unfortunately, Grandpa didn't come to the retreat this time, otherwise there would be no harm in swallowing the whole piece of Xuanhun jade with Grandpa's skills. At this time, the wind and rain-like true air swept over, and Lu Wuchen looked very depressed, but there was nothing he could do. Is there any difference between himself and the shrimp on the sea in front of the middle of the ten-story Shuntian realm?

The crazy real air swept across the whole hall, and everyone stared at the swordsman. Everyone's idea was so much. Does Jimo Villa still want another strong man against the sky?

The sword flute, who was already sitting on the chair, had closed his eyes slightly at this time, and only the muscles of his abdomen were trembling: "My nephew, what's going on? How can you have such a fragment in your hand?

"It was snatched from the hands of the beast." The swordsman answered quietly, of course, it is impossible for the swordsman to tell Jian Xiao that the fragment was deceived from the Luo beast.

Luo Beast, the owner of the Beast Gang, immediately presented all the information of Luo Beast in Jianxiao's mind. From then on, the sword clan grabbed the Xuanhun chasing jade in their hands, and Jianxiao was not strange at all.

While thinking about Jian Xiao, a man in a green shirt stood up as a man. He was only 20 years old, wearing a purple crown and a long sword pinned to his waist. This man first saluted San, and then saluted Jian Xiao: "Shen Shui, a disciple of Tianjian Liuyun, paid a visit to the master of the demon sect."

"What do you want to say?" Jian Xiao didn't care at all and didn't raise his eyelids.

"more than 30 years ago, the first strongman of Jimo Villa was born. What I want to ask is, does Jimo Villa still want to cultivate a second strong man to dominate the world?" Shen Shui said that there was a color of worship in his eyes, and the words in his mouth were even more impassioned. It looks as if the father of the swordsman is his father.

"Does Jimo Villa have any ambition to dominate the world? Don't you all understand it? Jimo Villa has been standing in the world for thousands of years. Does it take until today to dominate the world? Xuanhun chases jade once in a thousand years. Does Jimo Villa like to let go of the previous opportunities? If Jimo Villa wants to dominate the world, it can sweep everything 30 years ago, and there is no need to wait until today. Jian Xiaohu glared at the people of Tianjian Liuyun not far away.

The young swordsman suddenly became timid under the powerful aura of Jian Xiao. The steps under your feet are even more than a few steps back. Jian Xiao looked around: "Who else dares to say that Jimo Villa still has the ambition to dominate the world at this time."

"Don't Jimo Villa have the ambition to dominate the world?" Lu Wuchen waved his sleeves and stood up from his seat.

The scabbard of the cold blade rotated several times on the floor, and the long black hair fell down, covering half of the face of the sword clan: "Is there any Jimo Villa? A few days ago, the heroes on Diefeng Mountain, namely Mo Villa, was close at hand, but the main force of this village did not come. Isn't this proof?

Proof? What proof? Did you dare to say that you went to Diefeng Mountain a few days ago for the soul to chase jade? After the death of the boss, more than half of the Xuanhun chasing jade disappeared, and you have the fragments of Xuanhun chasing jade on your body. Isn't this the Mo Villa that you want to dominate the world, and your Soge sword clan want to reach the peak you reached in those years? Is it the most direct and powerful evidence?

Listening to Lu Wuchen's roar, the sword clan was extremely calm at this time, their hearts were like water, and the ancient well was waveless. The swordsman just looked up and said, "It's easy and even effortless to destroy everyone here in Jimo Villa. I believe that the country of your sect does not dare to object at all." The state of mind is like water, bringing peace before the storm, and there is no sound in the whole hall. The voice of the unique sword clan has been in the hall for a long time like a lingering sound.

"You,,,,,,,." Lu Wuchen's teeth were itchy and he really couldn't say anything.

The sword clan seemed extra calm. Jian Xiao felt a little scared when he heard the sword clan's words. Meng Han simply closed his eyes and didn't look at it. The master of this place regarded himself as an outsider. Shangshu on the main seat is dark blue, and his eyes are not raised. It is the consistent policy of the empire to stand in the world and dominate the world. No matter whether Jimo makes it, the empire will unconditionally stand behind them and support these former meritorious officials. The rest of the warriors held their breath.

"Do you have any objection?" The swordsman looked at Lu Wuchen very plainly. The latter's eyes did not touch the swordsman, but just lowered his head: "But according to the sword brother."

The swordsman nodded: "Thirty years ago, my father dominated the world, and all the swordsmen present should have had that contact with my father. Did Jimo Villa dominate the world 30 years ago? At least I haven't heard of it from anyone. Thirty years ago, the Chinese martial arts were more prosperous than today. It was fought by my father and his subordinates. You must have no objection to this at all.

Several people agree with different opinions, and as for Lu Wuchen, they are extremely unnatural. Of course, the swords did not pay attention to it, but continued: "Thirty years ago, Jimo did not dominate the world, and 30 years later, Jimo did not have the intention to dominate the world."

"Then how do you explain the piece of Xuanhun chasing jade on your body?" Sanxiu looked at the swordsman and raised the corners of his mouth, showing a trace of sarcasm.