Duan Lang: "Thank you for your guidance, True Lord. I understand! Very well, let that scoundrel Xiong Ba live a few more days!"
In the world of Swordsman, Dongfang Bai hesitated for a moment upon seeing this, and then asked, "True Lord, I intend to perform a sacrificial ceremony to confer divine titles in a few days. I wonder if the True Lord could grace us with his presence and provide guidance at that time?"
Offering sacrifices to Heaven and bestowing titles upon the gods?
Xiao Ning raised an eyebrow, pondered for a moment, and then agreed.
[Administrator] Dongzhen Du'e Zhenjun: "Approved!"
A beautiful smile bloomed on Dongfang Bai's face, and she quickly said, "Thank you, True Lord!"
Xiao Ning waved his hand and said, "It's alright!"
The perpetually homebody Xiaolongnu's eyes flickered, but she remained silent.
Then, everyone turned their attention to the live broadcast room. As Xiao Feng strode forward, he could faintly hear the sound of string and bamboo instruments coming from ahead.
Before long, a group of people walked over slowly, their music mingling with the sounds of bells and drums, which sounded quite melodious and pleasant.
The sound of musical instruments gradually approached, stopping when they were about ten feet away from Xiao Feng. Several people said in unison, "The Venerable Xingxiu has descended upon the Central Plains! Who is it ahead? Quickly come forward and kneel to welcome him!"
As soon as the voice stopped, the drums began to beat loudly. After three rounds of drumming, a gong rang out, and the drumming stopped.
Dozens of people shouted in unison, "The Starry Sky Immortal, with boundless magical power, reigns supreme over the Central Plains, invincible under heaven! Who is ahead? Quickly kneel to welcome him!"
Xiao Feng looked around and saw more than twenty people lined up in a row. Some of them were holding gongs and drums, while others were holding long banners and brocade flags. They were a beautiful sight, with red and green colors.
He was already at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, and he could see from afar that the banners were embroidered with words such as "Starry Sky Immortal", "Great Supernatural Power", "Boundless Magic Power", and "World-Shaking Power".
Amidst the sounds of silk and bamboo instruments and gongs, an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face slowly walked out, followed by dozens of people lined up in two rows, several feet apart from him.
The old man held a goose feather fan in his hand. The sunlight shone on his face, revealing a ruddy complexion, a full head of long silver hair, and three strands of silver beard fluttering in the wind. He looked like a child with white hair, exuding an air of otherworldly grace, as if he were a celestial being.
"So it was that clown Ding Chunqiu!"
Xiao Feng explained to everyone in the live stream.
Fortunately, typing in chat groups doesn't require handwriting; you can write it down with just a thought, which is very convenient.
Dongfang Bai: "So it was him! A traitor who betrayed his master and ancestors, everyone has the right to kill him!"
Yang Guang: "That's right, he should be killed!"
Everyone had read "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" and naturally loathed Ding Chunqiu, urging Xiao Feng to kill him.
Seeing that Xiao Feng remained unmoved, looking at him as if he were a clown, the old man lost face. He coughed lightly and remained silent.
The old man's followers, as if injected with adrenaline, shouted in unison, "Master's magic is boundless and unparalleled throughout history! Why don't you clowns in front of us kneel down at once? Do you dare to disobey us?"
"Don't try to stop a chariot with your bare hands. You'd better kneel down and welcome the old immortal quickly, lest you incur his wrath and suffer unbearable pain."
"Your master can kill you with a few words. Quickly kneel down and beg for mercy to save your life!"
A chorus of sycophantic voices filled the air, accompanied by the playing of string and wind instruments.
Xiao Feng sneered, stretched out his right palm, and took out the [Reward Good and Punish Evil Order]. As his true energy surged, rays of light shot out and swept over the people in front of him.
A moment later, Xiao Feng saw the good and evil values of these people.
Ding Chunqiu, good deeds: 1, bad deeds: 157
[Picking Stars, Good Deeds: 2, Evil Deeds: 38]
[Mo Yunzi, Good Deeds: 1, Evil Deeds: 57]
[Chasing the Wind, Good Deeds: 3, Evil Deeds: 42]
[Chuchenzi, Good Deeds: 1, Evil Deeds: 61]
[Tianlangzi, Good Deeds: 2, Evil Deeds: 35]
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"You wicked scoundrel! Your whole family is full of villains, especially you, Ding Chunqiu, a wicked and unforgivable traitor who betrayed your master and ancestors. You deserve to die!"
"Give me your life!"
After seeing everyone's good and evil values, Xiao Feng was truly astonished. He roared angrily and was about to make a move.
Upon hearing Xiao Feng's words, Ding Chunqiu's hand, which was waving a feather fan, paused, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant, because he was more than ten feet away and had not seen the token in Xiao Feng's hand.
Because Ding Chunqiu stayed in Xingxiu Sea and rarely set foot in the Central Plains, he was unaware of Xiao Feng's prowess.
If it were a martial artist from the Central Plains, upon seeing Xiao Feng's signature move, they would have been so frightened that they would have knelt down and begged for mercy. How could they be so calm?
However, Ding Chunqiu was confident that he had mastered the art of poison, and looking at the world, he no longer took anyone else seriously, except for a few.
Hearing Xiao Feng's words, he was furious and immediately demanded, "Who are you? How dare you block my path?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng paused, then replied, "You don't even recognize me, Old Monster Ding? You might as well give up your life!"
Is your surname Xiao?
Could it be Xiao Feng, the former leader of the Beggars' Sect?
Ding Chunqiu's heart stirred as he recalled the rumors he had heard in the Central Plains, but he did not take them seriously.
He believed it was just an exaggeration by the world.