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Chapter 843 Why Don't You Dare! (seeking subscription monthly pass)

In today's world, all the great sects of immortals and great sects of the rivers and lakes have been born one after another, and they choose the dragon to help them.

Even wealthy families and wealthy businessmen from all over the world are secretly poking support and funding for their favorite candidates, and they are still placing multiple bets.

But some real famous teachers and famous families rarely move.

In particular, the six holy places have never shown the slightest inclination towards any force.

Because of the existence of this level, no matter which one it is, as long as they show a little willingness to one side, the drama of this world competition will immediately tilt to that side.

But now, the Dafan Temple is showing its chariots and horses, saying that it will support the river boat.

This is no longer a tendency, but to fully invest and fully support.

There was silence.

Everyone was digesting the old monk Baozhi's words, but no one made a sound.

No one doubted the truth of this statement, because each of the Dafan Liuru can represent Dafan Temple... well, now it is Siru, and the other two are dead and crazy.

"Ah……"

A chuckle came from Jiang Zhou's mouth, which seemed harsh in the silence.

"Rumble..."

Amidst the muffled sound, the shocked people were suddenly awakened by the tremors coming from their feet.

It was Jiang Zhou who fell from the sky and stepped on the ground.

That seemingly light step turned out to be extremely heavy, as if a sacred mountain descended from the sky, making the earth tremble endlessly.

Can't help but be shocked.

Old Monk Baozhi's eyes and pupils narrowed slightly, and his originally relaxed expression became solemn.

He had heard the latest rumors a long time ago.

He had also seen yesterday's fight.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe that a junior who had just stepped into the third rank would break into the realm of primordial spirit and dharma in such a short period of time.

It can also fight against the first-rank holy, and even easily defeat the first-rank.

Old monk Baozhi is no exception.

But even though he saw it with his own eyes, he still didn't believe that it was Jiang Zhou's own power.

Most people think the same way.

Therefore, everyone wants to find out where the upper limit of his divine power is.

Baozhi came here today, and what he said was not false, he was indeed ordered by the abbot to show his favor to Jiang Zhou.

But there is another purpose, which is to test Jiang Zhou's details.

Looking at it now, I am afraid that even if that power is not his own, at least he can use it as he pleases.

This is difficult...

The supreme sage of the first rank already has the qualification to jump out of the rules, and it is not something anyone can easily control.

"Monk."

Jiang Zhou did not respond to Baozhi's words, but slowly lowered the boulder he was holding in front of him.

"Rumble..."

There was another earth shaking.

"Look, what is this?"

Jiang Zhou smiled lightly.

Everyone looked at the stone with horror in their eyes.

What kind of stone is this?so heavy!
Baozhi also stared at the stone.

He also lost his eyes.

"This is……?!"

The old monk Baozhi's eyes suddenly shot out two indistinct blood lights, several feet long.

"good."

Jiang Zhou said with a smile: "Baoyue thief bald is imprisoned in this stone."

After all, he ignored Baozhi, whose face changed greatly, and glanced around: "There should not be many people present who have never heard of the name of one of the six statues of Dafan Temple, Baoyue Divine Monk, right?"

More than not much?Not at all.

After hearing his words, everyone looked at the stone in front of him in surprise.

Inside...is actually Baoyue Divine Monk?
There have been rumors before that the Baoyue monk was built in the center of Dongting Lake by a mysterious superpower who gathered stones as a mountain with supreme supernatural powers.

Is it possible...

What does he want to do?
Just as he was wondering, the old monk Baozhi said in a shy voice: "Jiang Jushi, you must forgive others and forgive others."

But Jiang Zhou turned his head and said to "Bao Longtu": "Bao Tingli, this thief has plotted to assassinate me twice and twice, and secretly instigated the rivers and lakes and green forests to gather people to rebel. What do you think should be the crime? I'll spare him, but this Marquis has the heart to think of the virtue of heaven's good life, what's your intention?"

"Bao Longtu" said in a vibrating voice: "The crime of plotting to assassinate the prince of the imperial court shall be punished!"

Then he bowed his hands to the north and said: "The imperial court has its own laws and regulations. Tianbohou is honored by His Majesty. Even if he is a prince, he must not violate it. If there is something wrong, today, he will be beheaded together!"

"Is that so..."

Jiang Zhou said to the old monk Baozhi: "Monk, you heard it too. It's not that I don't give you face. Our Bao Qingtian is stern and selfless. He doesn't even give me face, which makes me very angry. what."

"..."

Everyone present was speechless.

This was obviously playing tricks on Baozhi.

However, he was also extremely shocked.

Is this person insane?

Could it be that Baoyue Divine Monk really dared to kill him?

"Bao Tingli, let's go to trial."

Jiang Zhou threw out the dragon-escaping stake, which turned into a golden pillar and stood in the court.

He stretched out his hand and slapped the boulder again, and the stone suddenly cracked, revealing a moonlight pagoda.

As soon as the tower appeared, it trembled violently, as if it was about to fly through the air the next moment.

It's just that the three golden rings have been tightened in an instant, binding it firmly.

"Snapped!"

All the people present saw that the bag of sunspots started to interrogate him in a serious manner.

Not only the trial, but also the trial was orderly and well-organized.

Witnesses were even called out.

Each of these witnesses was still a famous person.

The leaders of the rivers, lakes and green forests in Yangzhou, the leaders of the Pingtian Army, and so on.

There are also Yangzhou Jianghu masters, three mountains and five sects.

Mo Canghun, head of Tiandu, Fang Wanli, suzerain of Guangming Sect, Mieming monk of Fuhu Temple, and Miejing nun of Shenshui Temple.

Except for Mie Ming and Mie Jing who were silent, the rest all opened their mouths to testify against the various crimes that Cai Jiangzhou mentioned about the Baoyue monk.

Xu Zhengyi, behind the back of Monk Baoyue, made the three mountains and five sects gather at the top of the Thousand Buddhas, seized the Sword of the Son of Heaven, and explained everything in detail about fighting for the leader of the rebel army.

People are dumbfounded.

In fact, in their view, any crime is just a joke.

As Baoyue, even if she really did these things, so what?
Counting all sentient beings with one's own strength, playing chess in the world is just a master's practice, and the truth of practice is what we should do, which is nothing more than normal.

If it were them, they would only hate themselves for not being able to do anything.

Is it worth the fuss?

Pay for the crime?
This Jiang Zhou was obviously deliberately humiliating Baoyue and Dafan Temple.

This was the opinion of most people present, including old monk Baozhi.

The peaceful and serene atmosphere that had always been there was faintly floating.

A trace of redness lingered all over his body, and there was a hint of bloody air fluttering.

"Snapped!"

After nearly an hour, the trial of the bag of sunspots was finally finished, and the annoying gavel was patted again.

"Assassination of imperial court officials, princes and noble relatives is regarded as treason."

"Inciting mobs to gather crowds to seek rebellion is a great treason, a heinous crime."

"The crime deserves to be punished!"

"Baoyue, can you recognize each of these piles?"

On the moonlight pagoda, a phantom of the precious moon appeared, and the eyes swept over the "witnesses", making them dodge their eyes and dare not look at them.

"Ha ha……"

Monk Baoyue could still laugh at this moment: "What they said was indeed done by the old monk."

Jiang Zhou sneered slightly.

The bald thief probably didn't believe that he could kill him at this moment, dared to kill him.

"You admit it!"

"Baolongtu" rose from his clothes: "The dragon head is waiting for you!"

In fact, according to Jiang Zhou's intention, the bald thief should be killed with a dog's head.

How can a mere monk be treated so "high-end"?

However, Baoyue is still a first-rank supreme sage anyway, and only the leading guillotine can kill him.

"Jiangzhou!"

"You dare to kill me!"

"You dare!"

Both Baoyue and Baozhi shouted angrily at the same time.

"Why don't you dare!"

But "Bao Longtu" reprimanded angrily, shouting: "Come here! Put on the guillotine!"

"Ha ha."

"The Marquis will come in person."

Jiang Zhou laughed softly.

Ordinary people can't hold Baoyue, so in order to prevent him from escaping, Jiang Zhou directly released the Panlong on the dragon escape stake.

Amidst the dragon chant, the giant dragon soared into the air, bowed down its head, and picked up the Moonlight Pagoda.

"Shh-!"

A guard had already opened the guillotine.

"Bao Longtu" picked up a lottery, looking majestic, swept across the execution field, flicked his robe sleeve, the lottery was already thrown out.

"Guillotine!"

"Shuzi dare!"

As soon as the order was issued, old monk Baozhi shouted angrily.

At this time, five portals suddenly appeared in the sky.

The golden glow is shining, and the purple mist is misty.

All the lights are shining, and the mist is billowing.

Just like the gate of heaven.

As soon as the five heavenly gates appeared, the people present felt an invisible force suddenly pressing down from Gaotian, as if the power of heaven descended.

In the next moment, he felt that all the cultivation bases of Taoism and mana were gone, as if he had become a cripple in an instant.

The crowd was horrified.

And the old monk Baozhi, who had already been violent, was no exception.

The mana that billowed like a mist of blood disappeared in an instant.

In horror, the order has landed.

The huge Panlong also fell into the Moonlight Pagoda and threw it into the dragon's head.

The guard was a little dazed, but he quickly came to his senses.

With vertical eyes and horizontal eyebrows, gnashing teeth, his face is slightly distorted.

He is excited, excited.

This is a supreme saint who has ruled the world for thousands of years!
Guillotine!
Press the knife down firmly.

Click!
Puff!

The blade flashed, the golden blood splashed, and the human head rolled down!
(End of this chapter)