Chapter 121 I just say it

Deng Xi's sound, like Huang Zhong Dalu, shocked everyone's eardrums with great pain and was forced to stop the sound. Only then did they realize that the person in front of them was a ghost who had just killed the invincible king of hell with a sword. If there is a one-on-one fight, no one here can be his opponent.

After a while, the voice of the whole audience finally stopped completely, and Deng Xi strode up the throne, came to the throne of the king of Yanluo, turned around and shook his head slightly at everyone.

"Mrs Yan, ladies and gentlemen, I really don't know what you are doing? Do you want to kill me and avenge the dead Lord of hell?

At this time, after exchanging glances with each other, the king of Biancheng of the sixth hall came forward.

"Abyss ghost lord, since you know the crime you have committed, why don't you just capture it?"

Bian Wang knew that although fighting alone was not the opponent of the opponent, he was no longer competing for the position of judge of the Yin Law Division. When necessary, they could rush up at any time and take advantage of the number of the other party. After thinking about this layer, his confidence was greatly strengthened.

"What? What did you say? Did I commit a crime? Why can't I understand?" Deng Xi smiled.

"Hmm?" King Biancheng frowned: "In full view of the public, how dare you be cunning?"

"Cunning?" Deng Xi shook his head and sighed, "Do you really think I killed the King of Yanluo?"

"What?"

As soon as this word came out, the whole hall became chaotic. Obviously, no one can understand what Deng Xi is talking about.

"You're not crazy, are you?" King Biancheng looked up and down at Deng Xi, with a suspicious look in his eyes.

Deng Xi was not in a hurry to answer, but kept smiling and silent. When the whispers below gradually subsided, he said, "I know, you are all wondering. Obviously, I killed this 'King of Yan Luo' in front of you. How could you say such a thing? In fact, the reason is very simple, because you blind guys have not found that this king of the ora is fake for so many years!"

Once a word came out, the scene was full of ups.

After being stunned for a moment, King Biancheng forced him to take another step and said, "Fake? Why do you say it's fake? Do you think we are all idiots when you say such unfounded words?

The people beside him also shouted, "Yes, what evidence do you have?"

"Yes! How can anyone fake Yan Jun? Take us as fools!"

"Let's go together and destroy his soul!"

For a moment, the group was excited and began to slowly move closer to Deng Xi. And on their bodies, the rolling atmosphere keeps emerging, and they are already preparing to do it.

After seeing the war between Deng Xi and Dao Zhengzi, they all understood that if they wanted to take down the "ghost owner of the abyss" who came out of nowhere, they must work together and take the first. As for whether the king of hell is impersonating or not, in fact, it is no longer the focus of their concern at this moment.

"Do you need evidence?"

In an instant, a crisp and clear voice flashed from behind and penetrated into everyone's ears in an instant. The shock of this sound is even more frightening than Deng Xi's previous roar.

With a huge tremor in their hearts, they hurriedly turned around.

At the door of the forest hall, outside the heavy fog, a delicate and heroic figure was walking in. Although her footsteps were as light as feathers, her appearance itself brought an indescribable shock to the people in the hall.

Especially those Yanjuns in the temples.

So wherever she went, everyone naturally retreated to both sides and made way for her.

"It's you!"

When the female king of the city was about to pass through the crowd and reach the front end, the oncoming king of Biancheng finally couldn't help shouting.

"It's me." King Yan turned to him and smiled, and then said, "King Biancheng, haven't seen each other for a long time?"

"Yes, it's been hundreds of years for me. For you, it should be longer." King Biancheng looked uncertainly. He looked at her and then at Deng Xi above the level. I don't know what I'm thinking.

Yan Wang smiled and walked past him and walked up in the direction of Deng Xi. At the same time, he said lightly, "Yes, it's so long that I'm about to forget a lot of things, especially how vicious some people wanted to deal with me."

As soon as he said this, almost all the Yan Jun present couldn't help turning pale.

In those years, the sister of the king of hell automatically used the artifact to send the soul of the abyss ghost master who could not be reincarnated back to the human world and committed a taboo. The ten halls of Yan Jun gathered public discussion and demanded that his crimes be punished according to the law.

But she ignored it. At that time, King Yan's strength was not only higher than her brother's, but also proud of the ten halls, which was invincible. So this matter formed a stalemate for a moment.

Later, the king of Biancheng was moved and came up with a way. He turned his target to the king of Yanluo and continued to put pressure on him with the Yan Jun of the nine halls.

After a long time, the king of Yan was so annoyed that he finally couldn't stand it. Seeing this situation, the brother and sister's affectionate king had to give in helplessly, voluntarily received the punishment of a dead body curse, and was imprisoned in the flying knife flint hell.

At this moment, she left hell with a radiant face and returned to the Yanluo Hall. This has shocked all the emperors, and listening to her tone, her position seems to be on the side of the "ghost lord of the abyss" who killed the king of hell. The strangeness in it makes them even more surprising.

While talking, the female king of the world had already walked to Deng Xi's side, smiled at him, and then turned around again: "Do you want evidence? I am the proof. The ghost just killed not only my brother, but also the thief who killed my brother, and the ghost was at my request to avenge my brother's death. Do you still have any doubts about my words?

"What's going on?"

For a while**, if they say the ghost lord of the abyss, they can still ignore it, but they can't ignore the testimony of King Yan. Especially those who know what happened in those years understand the feelings of the brother and sister of the female king of the year and the king of the year. How can a person who is willing to go to hell and suffer the endless pain in order not to put his brother under pressure be allowed to let someone kill his brother?

But if they believe it like this, they really can't be reconciled.

"King Yan, it's not that we don't believe your words. However, what you said is really too strange. Yan Jun will be replaced by impersonation. If there is no reasonable explanation, even if you are chiseled, it is too playful to make others believe, isn't it?

As soon as the king of Biancheng finished speaking, he responded one after another.

Some people whispered, "Yes, it's not for lovers, not for relatives, right?"

Although the sound is not loud, it is just enough to penetrate the sound waves of everyone and spread to the ears of King Yan and Deng Xi.

"Hmm?" King Yan's eyes were like knives, and in an instant, he cast his eyes on the man's face from the crowd. However, it is the heavenly Cao in the six cases. The sharpness of his eyes made him shake his whole body and turned his head in a hurry. But my heart is still pounding.

"Do you want to hear the explanation?" The female king shouted crisply, "I only say it once. Believe it or not, I don't care at all. But after I finish speaking, I have to continue to talk, so don't blame me for being rude!"

In an instant, the domineering atmosphere emanating from her whole body immediately reminded everyone of the female king of hell that made the whole hell helpless hundreds of years ago. And this powerful pressure seems to be more fierce and invincible than in those years.

King Biancheng suddenly felt furious when he heard the words, but if he really wanted to burst out at this time, a feeling of discouragement immediately rushed straight into his brain from the marrow, which was the power of King Yan's pressure and the natural reaction in his body.

"Well, let's listen to your explanation." King Biancheng gritted his teeth.

King Yan sneered: "Listen, why did I know that this King of Yan is fake? Because that's what he said. It was he who designed to plot Cui Jue, Gui and me together. After almost success, he was complacent and said it himself. Have you bastards ever doubted the cause of Cui's death? If someone hadn't framed him, what would a judge of the Yin Law Department have done? If he really died with the ghost, who killed the ghost officials in charge of the prison department?

"That may be..."

As soon as King Biancheng's words began, he heard King Yan scold: "I haven't finished my words yet, 'maybe 'what' maybe'?"

"You!"

King Biancheng's half of words were suffocated by him, and he couldn't help breathing and gasping for a few times.

"Hmm!" After a sneer, King Yan continued, "I know you are stupid enough, and there must be something you can't figure out, so I'll give you one last hint. If Cui Jue and Agui really fight each other and die together, how can this King of hell be so surprised by Agui's appearance just now? He should have checked it with the soul treasure appraisal early and knew that he was not dead, right? As long as any ghost is still in the underworld, it must not be able to escape the exploration of soul introduction.

At this point, King Yan looked at the suspicious officials around him, paused, and then said word by word: "So, the only explanation is that he killed the ghost himself and thought that the other party was absolutely unlikely to survive. Then he neglected for a moment and forgot to reconfirm with the soul introduction. Second."

After saying that, there was silence in the scene, and almost everyone was thinking about so much information poured out by the female king of the dead in one breath. After a while, they began to stare at each other with big eyes.

"Does that seem to make a little sense?"

Someone said in a low voice, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was immediately pressed down by the people beside him.