Ming sect leader

Chapter 366 Three Breaths
Chapter 366 Three Breaths
Di Lingtian's indifferent and majestic eyes fell on the people behind Fan Yao, and the dozen or so people of different ages and clothes knelt down one after another, shouting in disorder, "The villain (little one) pays homage to the Emperor!"

Di Lingtian said to King Yin Ye beside him: "Go and call me!"

King Yin Ye took the order to go, and after a while, Di Falang and Huang Rong, who was blinking and couldn't hide her excitement, walked over!In fact, the two of them were attracted by the shouts of Wudang people before, but seeing that Di Lingtian was there, they dared not come over without permission!

"Boy has seen his father, and Rong'er has seen the emperor!" The two stepped forward to salute.

Di Lingtian waved his hand so that Di couldn't turn around and take a step forward, revealing his appearance more clearly in front of everyone, then he looked at the disguise masters kneeling in front of him and said: "You may have never seen my son before, but Today, someone disguised himself as my son, and was still under my nose, plotting to do something wrong. Therefore, what I want to ask now is, who among you made this disguised mask? If you stand up by yourself, I will spare his life!"

The kneeling crowd looked at Di Fu's appearance, then shook their heads and said, "Dijiao Mingjian, the villain has never made a mask of the young master's appearance!"

"Yes, the villain has never seen the young master Tianyan before!"

"Small ones too, small ones too——"

Di Lingtian's indifferent eyes swept over the dozens of people, and then said coldly: "You are wasting my time, come here!"

"Subordinates are here!"

"Cut off their thumbs to this seat!"

"Yes!"

In an instant, the dozen or so people were held down by the two disciples of the Ming Cult, and the sound of begging and crying was endless!
"Master Dijiao, please forgive me, the villain has never done anything!"

"It's really not me, Emperor Mingcha!"

"This has nothing to do with the little one, the little one is really wronged——"

However, the crying of these people was quickly replaced by high-pitched and sharp screams, and in an instant, a dozen thumbs were placed in front of their original owners!

At this time, Di Lingtian's indifferent and domineering voice came again: "From now on, every three breaths, I will cut off one of their fingers, cut off their toes after cutting off their fingers, and cut off their limbs after cutting off their toes. If people don't come out, they will be chopped until all of them are smashed into pieces!"

"Yes!" Mingjiao disciples suddenly took orders!
More than a dozen disguise masters were so frightened that they wept bitterly, crying and shouting loudly. Although the Wudang people beside them looked unbearable, they have already lost all face because of Song Qingshu's incident today, so they really have no face to say more at this time What, what's more, most of these disguised people are figures of three religions and nine streams, who have been in the underworld and magic sects all year round, and they deserve to suffer a little bit!

The emperor couldn't stand there with an expressionless expression on his face. Ever since he personally beheaded dozens of masters in front of Tianning Temple that day, the blood was completely unable to cause any fluctuations in his face, but in his heart, he still couldn't help it. Live silently sigh!
As for Hua Wuque and Huang Rong standing behind Di Lingtian, although they were girls, not only did they not show any paleness of fear on their faces, on the contrary, there was a hint of anticipation and interest in their eyes!
Of course, what they were looking forward to was not to smash these dozens of people into ten thousand pieces, but when would the person who made the mask of the emperor be forced to come out!
"Three breaths have arrived! Cut!"

"Three breaths have arrived! Cut!"

"Three breaths have arrived! Cut!"

But in the blink of an eye, another three fingers were cut off, and the disguise masters no longer begged Di Lingtian, because it was useless at all, and they would be yelling at the colleague who insisted on not going out, dragging them down, Cursing endlessly, that sentence is the most vicious language they have ever used in their lives!
However, their cursing could not stop the passage of time, and the time of three breaths was fleeting. When another knife fell, one hand and all five fingers were cut off, and the other intact palm was pressed in front of the face again. When the cries that the three breaths had arrived sounded again, the two people kneeling in the crowd suddenly softened, and the Mingjiao disciples around him looked up and reported: "I want to report to the leader, there are two people Sudden death!"

Di Lingtian glanced over the two people with indifferent eyes, and asked with a half-smile: "Is he really dead, or is he a fake death?"

Some people in the crowd suddenly felt distressed, but the Mingjiao disciples who were investigating confirmed again: "Reporting to the leader, it is true that I am not breathing!"

Di Lingtian sneered and said, "Whether it's real death or fake death, since you want to die, I will grant you! Behead those two dead people, and then throw the corpses into the sea to feed the fish!"

"Yes!"

The Mingjiao disciple respectfully accepted the order and swung his knife down. In an instant, the heads were separated, and then the two corpses were carried and thrown overboard!

The people in the crowd who were planning to feign death immediately gave up, Di Lingtian didn't give them any chance to get away with it!
"Three breaths have arrived! Cut!"

Before their despair could spread, that cold shout sounded above their heads again!

"Slow! It's me! It's the mask I made, it's me!"

A 50-[-]-year-old man shouted hoarsely with a face full of despair: "Master Dijiao, give me a good time, it's me, the person you are looking for is me!"

Di Lingtian waved his hand and asked someone to bring the old man to the front. He said in an indifferent voice, "Let's tell the story in detail!"

The old man held a hand with five broken fingers, and while enduring the severe pain, he said in a cold sweat: "Three days ago, a masked man in black brought a portrait and asked the villain to make a mask for him. The villain Seeing that the portrait was of a young man whom he didn't know, he agreed without thinking too much. The mask was only made yesterday afternoon. The man took the mask and left 50 taels of silver.

Originally, the business ended here, but I never thought that the man suddenly took out a poison and forced the villain to take it, and said that if the villain dared to reveal the matter, the villain would have his intestines pierced to death Ah, Emperor Dijiao, the villain is also forced, the villain does not know that the portrait is the young master, Dijiao, please spare my life, before the man left, he said that if the villain is obedient, he will find the villain in the future Those who work, when the time comes, the villain is willing to take the crime and make meritorious service, and the villain is willing to cooperate, and he will be captured in one fell swoop! "

Di Lingtian looked down at him with indifferent eyes, without any emotion, and said like a god looking down on an ant: "I want his head today, do you have any clues about him?"

The old man shook his head in pain and said: "That man came at dusk, and he was wearing a face scarf. The villain only knows that he comes and goes without a trace. He must be a master. Other than that, the villain knows that he is a man. , I really don’t know anything!”

Di Lingtian said indifferently: "In that case, then I will fulfill your wish from the beginning! Pull it down and give him a good time!"

(End of this chapter)