The Southern Emperor put his hands together, his eyes were compassionate but majestic: "Amitabha.

The three of you have lost your martial arts, and you can no longer harm people. There will be fewer disasters in the world."

But his eyes did not move away from Lin Changfeng.

He wanted to know what Lin Changfeng meant.

Lin Changfeng saw the Southern Emperor's actions.

He was not polite.

He sneered and stared at the three people with sharp eyes: "Southern Emperor, it may not be enough to let them go so easily.

Although they can no longer do evil things.

But who should those innocent people who died in their hands seek justice?

Are those wronged souls just going to let it go in vain?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became solemn.

Huang Lao Xie stood silently behind Lin Changfeng.

It turned out that his own apprentice had a different opinion.

He naturally supported it.

Let's talk about those evil people.

No matter how they are dealt with, it won't be excessive.

On the contrary, the Southern Emperor frowned slightly when he heard Lin Changfeng's words, and sighed with his hands still clasped together.

"Donor Lin, the dead are gone.

Monks are compassionate, so you can't let me kill them with my own hands, right?

When will the cycle of revenge end..."

"Humph!"

Lin Changfeng snorted coldly, his expression cold: "The Southern Emperor is compassionate, but the rules of the martial arts world have never been to convince people with compassion!

If everyone is so lenient to evildoers.

What justice can there be in this martial arts world?"

Huang Yaoshi stood aside, with his hands behind his back, watching coldly for a long time, and only spoke slowly after hearing this.

"What Changfeng said does make some sense.

These four people have committed many evil deeds, and their crimes are indeed unforgivable.

Southern Emperor, if you don't want to end it yourself, why not... find another way?"

As soon as these words came out, a trace of hesitation appeared in the eyes of the Southern Emperor.

He turned his head to look at Huang Yaoshi: "Brother Dongxie, what do you think?"

At this time, Zhou Botong, who had been silent all the time, suddenly laughed.

He rushed over from the side and jumped to the side of the Southern Emperor, looking nonchalant.

"I say, why are all of you so heavy-hearted!

If you ask me, this matter is not difficult to handle!

Why don't we hold a meeting to condemn evil in Dali Tianlong Temple.

Let the evil deeds of these guys be made known to the world, and let the victims or enemies decide their fate.

In this way, it can not only convince the public, but also slightly make up for their mistakes."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, showing some approval.

"This method is fair.

But..."

He paused, and his eyes swept over Duan Yanqing and the other two, "We must ensure that they cannot escape."

I think his worry is completely unreasonable.

When the Southern Emperor heard Zhou Botong's proposal, he put his hands together and showed a trace of relief on his face: "Amitabha, this method is very wonderful.

It can be judged by the world, and it does not violate the compassion of my Buddha."

He turned his head and looked at Lin Changfeng, "Mr. Lin, can this matter be left to me?"

Lin Changfeng nodded, and he didn't take this little thing to heart.

"In this case, I will do as you wish.

However, on the day of the anti-evil meeting, I, Lin, will definitely be present.

I want to see with my own eyes how justice is demonstrated in the rivers and lakes!"

Huang Yaoshi smiled slightly and whispered: "Changfeng, your temper is more and more like me."

"Master, you are joking. I was originally your apprentice, and it is natural for me to be like you."

Hearing Lin Changfeng's words.

Huang Yaoshi was even happier.

Put his hand on his beard and rubbed it back and forth.

Zhou Botong rubbed his hands excitedly: "That's it!

Haha, there's something exciting to watch!

I, Zhou Botong, like to watch this kind of scene the most!"

He looked back at Duan Yanqing and the other two, and laughed, "You guys, get ready, and enjoy this 'evil-fighting meeting'."

Duan Yanqing struggled to look up, his eyes full of resentment.

But after being crippled by the Southern Emperor's internal force, he was powerless to resist.

He could only grit his teeth and say: "You... a bunch of hypocrites! Haha... justice in the world? Ridiculous!"

Zhou Botong raised his eyebrows, jumped to Duan Yanqing and nodded.

"Duan Yanqing, you are a cripple now, and you still dare to speak wildly?

Wait until the meeting, and see how you quibble!"

Looking at Duan Yanqing's angry expression.

Added.

"Forget that you can't speak at all."

The Southern Emperor reached out and gently pressed Zhou Botong's shoulder, whispering: "Don't be angry with him.

Everything will be judged by justice."

Zhou Botong disagreed and grinned: "I think this old guy is just stubborn.

Wait until those enemies come, tut tut, that's interesting!"

Duan Yanqing and the other two heard Zhou Botong's words.

Their faces turned pale as paper, and they looked at each other, their eyes full of despair and fear.

What is the "Evil Punishment Conference"?That would put them on the chopping board and wait for the so-called enemy's family to judge.

He is the descendant of the Dali Emperor.

How could he let those mortals point fingers at him?

If it really comes to that.

It can be said that if those family members and enemies stab him, he will have no chance of survival.

What other enemies are there?

Those people were just killed by him for revenge.

They are his enemies.

This Southern Emperor is clearly from Dali.

But what he said is completely towards the Central Plains.

He even wants to kill him.

He is clearly a traitor!

Zhou Botong and Lin Changfeng are both here.

There is no way to escape.

He can guarantee it.

If there is any idea of ​​escaping, Lin Changfeng will act immediately.

At that time, it will be more serious than the condemnation of the enemy.

But think of what kind of end he will face.

Rather than saying it is a manifestation of justice, it is better to say it is a shame worse than death.

Duan Yanqing sneered, his voice hoarse but with a bit of madness: "Haha...Okay! 'Evil Punishment Conference'.

Let those people come!

But don't forget, even if I, Duan Yanqing, die, I will not let you get what you want!"

Huang Yaoshi heard this, narrowed his eyes slightly, clapped his hands and smiled: "Donor Duan, you are quite tough.

However, since you are already a useless person.

And imprisoned here, what waves can you stir up? I advise you to wait patiently."

Duan Yanqing gritted his teeth and glared: "How can I, Duan Yanqing, be slaughtered by others?

These hypocrites in the world will know the consequences sooner or later!"

Ye Erniang, who was standing aside, heard this and her face became paler and her body trembled slightly.

She whispered: "Brother Duan...this time...are we really hopeless?"

Her son has not been found yet.

She doesn't want to die here.

But how to escape?

The martial arts have been abolished.

Lin Changfeng was staring at her from the side.

He wanted to beat her to death with one palm.

Is there any hope of survival?

But being condemned by the enemy.

It's not unacceptable.

She had done those things in Shaolin.

She had lost her face long ago.

Now being condemned is just putting her face on the table for everyone to judge.

What's unacceptable about this?

As long as she can survive.

She accepted it!

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