above the galaxy

Chapter 483, The bell on Egret Mountain!

Thinking that he was Wang Lin and had nothing to do with the traitor Tang Fei who was stirring up trouble in the empire, he felt a little relieved.

Just a little bit.

Because Wang Lin couldn't be responsible for what was happening before his eyes.

Tang Fei was executed by lingchi, while Wang Lin was shot in five minutes.
All must die.

The degree of pain of death is different.

"I don't know him?" Zhong Daoling obviously didn't expect the other party to answer like this.

He has been famous for a long time and can be regarded as another giant in the world of cultivation.

Do these young practitioners have no ambition to climb mountains and cross rivers? Do they never regard themselves as a goal to surpass?

"I don't know him." Tang Fei said firmly.

Get angry, get furious, and quickly say, "I'll give you three breaths," "I'll spare your life if you can get through one move in my hands."
He has read many novels from his husband.

When those big shots are despised and humiliated, they will be furious, and then shout out stupid conditions that are beneficial to the other party, and then be counterattacked by the other party.
Bandit Tang was waiting for this moment.

"It doesn't matter who I am." Zhong Daoling's reaction was beyond Tang Fei's expectations. He was not angry, nor did he feel humiliated.

Still maintaining his sullen look, he said in a cold voice, "Who you are is what matters."

"When I take you down, someone will naturally come to ask you what your name is and what you are doing."

"I can tell you without arresting you." Tang Fei said without hesitation: "I will never change my name, I am Wang Lin, the assassin of Wuyou Palace."

He and Tuoba Guanyin could be considered comrades-in-arms. When he led his team to escape from the old land, Tuoba Zhiyin led the assassins of Wuyou Palace to sneak into the smoke and dust.

This is also what they are good at.

It's reasonable to drag them out to take the blame now, right?

"Wuyou Palace? Wang Lin?" Zhong Daoling did not think about why Tang Fei revealed his name and origin, but was attracted by the identity information he threw out. He couldn't help but follow his rhythm: "Who sent you here?"

"I can't say that." Tang Fei gritted his teeth and insisted, "This is the self-cultivation of a killer."

Zhong Daoling looked at the assassin Wang Lin in front of him thoughtfully, and said in a deep voice: "Then stay."

As he flicked his sleeves, a tremendous force enveloped the Tang bandit.

This time, Tang Fei not only found it difficult to move, he couldn't even stand steadily.

His body began to stagger and he might fall to his knees at any moment.

My forehead began to sweat and my body was sweating profusely.

All my clothes were soaked.

My bones ached as if they were about to be crushed by that devastating force.

When he just advanced to the Grandmaster level, Tang Fei also became arrogant.

Tang Fei also imagined what kind of body movements he would use to fight against a grandmaster if he faced him one day.
It is unrealistic to fight head-on, you have to find a way to take shortcuts.

First, hide your body with stealthy steps, wait for the right opportunity, and then kill with one strike.

The ideal is full, but the reality is cruel.

When you really meet a grandmaster, your body movements and sword skills will be meaningless.

Because you can't even move or stand.

You don't even have the chance to draw your sword and fight with them.

It was like this when I faced Xuanyuan Mingjing before, and it is still like this when I meet Zhong Daoling now.

It has nothing to do with whether you are a junior grandmaster or not.

This makes people very desperate.

Tang Fei's whole body was in pain, as if he was being cut by countless knives and smashed by countless hammers.

The knife will cut every inch of your flesh, and the hammer will break every bone in your body.

Tang Fei gritted his teeth and persisted.

I bit my teeth so hard that they bled.

His legs were shaking as if they were about to break at any moment.

However, he still stood firm and stubborn.

Can't kneel!
Never kneel!

Kneeling down means admitting defeat.

Not only will you lose your dignity, you will also lose your life.

At that time, there would be no chance to resist.

I didn't even have the will to struggle.

There is only one dead end.

"Hmm?" Zhong Daoling looked puzzled.

The pressure he exerted was so great that even a junior master who had been famous for a long time would find it difficult to resist. This kid actually showed a rare tenacity and strong strength.
No matter how strong your determination is, without the support of strength it is like a castle in the air.

It can't stand.

Thinking of this, he flicked his sleeves again, and a strong force of energy rushed towards Tang Fei's body again.

boom!
Above Tang Fei's head, a white palace shining with golden light appeared.

Bai Yujing.

There are twelve towers and five cities in the White Jade Capital in heaven.

If you take a closer look, this palace really does match the magnificent scene described by the great poet Li Bai.

The bandit Tang felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, as if all the forces from heaven were rushing towards him.

But he was just a weak sapling, a rabbit that was just three months old.

Faced with a huge natural disaster, there is no ability to resist at all.

"puff"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Tang Fei's mouth.

Not only was blood coming out of his mouth, but his nose, eyes, ears, and every hair were also bleeding.

In an instant, he turned into a bloody man.

Horrible, scary, like a demon.

"Why aren't you kneeling yet?" Zhong Daoling scolded in a deep voice.

The sound also implies thunder.

A roar of anger almost destroyed all of Tang Fei's persistence and belief.

And the unyielding spirit in his bones.

Yes, Tang Fei has always given people the feeling that he is easy-going and casual.

There are no principles, no bottom line, nothing that must be insisted on, and nothing that cannot be compromised.

However, this is just an appearance, this is the Tang bandit in disguise.

His inner
His inner self is much deeper and more determined than his appearance.

When no life is involved.

Tang Fei's body was hunched, his waist was bent, and his bones were crackling all over.

His eyes were filled with blood, and his consciousness was lost, and he couldn't open his eyes.

He knew that he could not hold on any longer.

clang!
At this moment, a melodious bell sounded in my ears.

The voice was clear and ancient, containing a powerful and righteous spirit, as if it came from some mysterious place.

This is a voice that Tang Fei is familiar with.

This is the sound of the bell from Bailu Mountain.

Whenever morning and evening classes were about to begin, the teachers of Bailu Academy would ring the huge bell on Bailu Mountain.

However, Tang Fei never knew that the sound of the bell could be so loud and could be heard so far away.
It came to Fengming Palace and then vibrated beside your ears.

When the bell rang, Zhong Daoling's majestic and magnificent Baiyujing was crumbling, as if it could disappear into the void at any time.

The round and full yin and yang energy was shaken, and cracks appeared around his body.

Tang Fei's spirits were lifted, as if the sound of the bell gave him endless strength.

He felt that his body was able to move again, and his eyes instantly regained their brightness.

"Roar"

He looked up to the sky and roared.

There was a strong sense of unwillingness and countless grievances in that roar.

When facing a strong opponent, you will become stronger. If a Buddha stands in your way, you will kill the Buddha. If a God stands in your way, you will kill the God.

What about the Grand Master?

I'll fight you next time.

He threw the silver disc in his pocket toward Zhong Daoling in the yard.

boom!
The strong flashes of white light completely illuminate the dark night.

As if it were daytime.

The sky collapsed.

The entire Fengming Palace was shaking.

(End of this chapter)