Feng Xingyun was so panicked, fearing that he had also been poisoned, that he didn't even listen to the second half of Qingfeng Wuji's sentence.
As soon as he heard that he was fine, his tense nerves relaxed, and he fell to the ground like a deflated rubber ball. Then he opened his mouth and laughed crazily.
"Haha, I, I'm fine, I'm not poisoned, okay, that's great."
Not far away, Old Demon Cang Ming heard the laughter and turned his eyes. There was a strong mockery in his cold eyes. He looked at Feng Xingyun and then at Feng Wuji, and let out a strange sound from his mouth.
Sensing laughter.
"Gaga, Lord Feng City, your son is really ruthless and unjust. Do you want me to kill your relatives for you?"
"Ah! Don't, don't kill me..."
When Feng Xingyun heard the words of Old Demon Cang Ming, he was so horrified that he trembled all over, rolled and crawled, and kept retreating. At the same time, he shouted at Feng Wuji: "Dad, save me, I, I don't want to die!"
"Something that doesn't live up to expectations."
Feng Wuji's face was livid, and he hated that iron could not become steel, but after all, he was his only flesh and blood. No matter how unbearable Feng Xingyun was, even ruthless, Feng Wuji did not want him to die, and he shouted angrily: "Get out of here as far as I can
How far."
"I'm leaving, I'm leaving now."
Feng Xingyun felt like he was being pardoned. He didn't care that his father was poisoned and couldn't save himself. He stumbled up and ran away, looking like he wished he had two more legs.
"quack……"
Cang Ming Lao Mo grinned and laughed strangely.
Then he ignored Feng Xingyun, this useless trash, and strode to the edge of the high platform. He looked down at the chaotic and frightened people present, and shouted: "Quiet, if you want an antidote, just give it to me and I'll teach you."
Can."
"What, taking refuge in the Nine Nether Sect!?"
Many people were shocked and angry.
"Yes, join me to teach."
Cang Ming Old Demon nodded. Under the mask, a pair of eyes showed cold murderous intent without any emotion. He said ferociously: "Of course, you can also refuse, but I don't mind killing you. I will
Your corpses are refined into battle puppets and killing tools."
"What! You want to refine us into battle puppets!"
Countless people were trembling and terrified.
Some people were so frightened that they suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Don't, don't kill me, I, I am willing to surrender to your sect."
With that said, he got up, passed through the crowd, and rushed all the way to the north stand.
Old Demon Cang Ming saw this and laughed loudly: "Yes, those who understand current affairs are heroes."
As he said that, he turned his eyes and looked at Ye Xuan below.
Ye Xuan nodded knowingly, without saying anything, and directly took out a black bead from the storage ring.
"call out!"
As Ye Xuan threw the black beads into the sky, there was a loud bang in the sky, and then a large group of black clouds exuding a strong evil aura covered the sky like the hand of a demon, blocking the sun.
.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth were filled with darkness, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
"What the hell!?"
The crowd was frightened and puzzled, but soon, people higher up in the stands suddenly discovered something, their faces changed drastically, and they cursed: "Damn, there are so many people, the exit is blocked."
Ta! Ta! Ta!
Soon, the sound of horse hooves came one after another, and the sound reached my ears.
A group of hundreds of horsemen came galloping from afar. The tall war horses with shiny black hair were like a huge torrent of steel, rushing all the way, making the earth tremble.
A few breaths later, Herod's voice sounded, and the war horses raised their heads and neighed. Hundreds of black war horses gathered at the entrance of the martial arts square. A huge arched relief stone door blocked the entrance with water, and not even a fly could fly out.
Although the hundreds of black war horses were insignificant compared to the tens of thousands of people in the square, the hundreds of black-clothed men on top of the war horses were extremely ferocious and evil, with cold murderous intent in their eyes.
Judging from the energy fluctuations emanating from each person's body, there are three to four hundred warriors in the Kaiyuan realm and about two hundred in the Zhen Gang realm.
The remaining ten or so people were all masters of the Vientiane Realm, and the strongest two had even reached the late stage of the Vientiane Realm. They exuded an extremely strong evil aura, which was frightening.
These people are like the gods of death crawling out of hell. As soon as their horses' hooves hit the ground, they all drew their swords and pointed to the sky, shouting: "When the Nine Netherworld comes out, the world will be in chaos. Those who follow will prosper, and those who go against will perish. Don't hurry up."
Surrender quickly?”
In one sentence, it is said to be murderous and thunderous.
"What should we do? What should we do now? There are so many masters! Do we really have no choice but to surrender to the Nine Nether Sect?"
"Damn it, the Jiuyou Sect is the public enemy of the mainland. If we compromise today, we will be enemies of the entire continent's warriors, and we will die sooner or later."
"So what if we don't give in? We are now poisoned. If we don't have an antidote, we can't use our strength rashly, and we are equivalent to a useless person."
"Yes, I have cultivated to the True Gang Realm with great difficulty, but I don't want to become a useless person."
"It's okay for the disabled person. After all, he still has his life, but who knows whether this poison will suddenly break out in the future?"
…
The scene was noisy and chaotic to the extreme. Countless people were terrified, and a sense of despair spread out of control.
On the high platform to the north, Old Demon Cang Ming looked around at the crowd below and raised his voice: "Those who follow will prosper, those who go against will perish. Those of you who are wise, it is best to obey my teachings."
After saying that, he gave many people a reassurance: "You don't have to worry. As long as you sincerely submit, you will naturally get the antidote in the future."
"Really or not?"
Someone was deeply suspicious and asked loudly.
"Regardless of whether it's true or false, do you have a choice now?"
Cang Ming Old Demon snorted impatiently, and then said solemnly: "I count three times. After three times, those who submit will come to the north stand. As for those who don't come, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"one."
"two."
…
Cang Ming Old Demon didn't waste any time and started counting directly. His voice was unpleasant and filled with strong murderous intent. When he counted to two, the whole place exploded with a loud bang and screams came and went.
"Don't, don't kill me, I, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender."
"Yes, I am also willing to surrender..."
"Also, there's me."
…
Countless people shouted and rushed to the north stand. In just a few breaths, the north stand was filled with people and overcrowded.
Cang Ming Old Demon was condescending, looking at the many people who came to vote below, nodded slightly, laughed wildly and said: "Haha, not bad, you are all very good."
The crowd below didn't reply, but they secretly said it was over.
To join the Nine Nether Sect now is to board a pirate ship, and you will definitely be attacked by countless warriors in the future.