fishing the heavens

Chapter 993 Interrogation
Beifeng was pushed into the tent by several warriors, with a confused look on his face.

Before leaving, Beifeng was worried, and was going to take a look at the battlefield before leaving, but who knew that when he was about to leave, he was surrounded by a group of warriors.

If a group of people in the emperor's realm can't beat Beifeng, they can escape, but there is an existence in this group of people who is comparable to the emperor's realm.

Even if the development of practice in this world is less than 10 years old, and the strength of warriors in the same realm is not as good as that of the sky screen star, the emperor's realm is the emperor's realm!
Even the weakest Emperor Conferring Realm is not something that Beifeng can compete with, so Beifeng honestly captured it without a fight.

"Old ancestors, this is the person. When we supervised the battle, we found that this person was about to escape and was captured by us!"

At first, the middle-aged man in the imperial realm reported to a group of old monsters in the camp.

Beifeng felt a chill in his heart, and restrained all thoughts in his mind at the moment, to be able to call a martial artist in the emperor realm like this, the strength of these people is probably much stronger than this middle-aged man!

"Huh? Which disciple is this?"

An old man and Bei Feng stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, both looking confused. The old man looked at each other for a while, and couldn't help asking.

"It's not from my sect."

An old woman shook her head, not knowing Beifeng.

"The disciples of Emperor Fengjing can be regarded as the backbone of our sect. What's more, this young man is not very old. The sect has such a proud son of heaven. I have no reason not to know the ancestor."

The other muttered to himself and shook his head.

A group of old monsters peeked at each other, and found that none of them knew Beifeng.

"Ahem, since I don't know him, he must be a spy, so I'll drag it down and kill him."

The middle-aged man in the middle looked at a group of people who didn't know Beifeng, and made a decision immediately.

"promise!"

The middle-aged martial artist in the Emperor Conferred realm nodded, and was about to go down against the north wind.

"and many more!"

The corner of Beifeng's mouth twitched. A group of bastards would kill people if they disagreed. Seeing that the middle-aged Emperor Emperor really wanted to carry out the order, Beifeng couldn't help it. He was dragged down and chopped up like this. That would be death. What a shame!

"Huh? What else do you have to say?"

The middle-aged man in the middle was not angry and pretentious. When he focused his eyes on Beifeng, his blood boiled all over his body, and his body ached, as if it was about to explode.

"I'm not a spy!"

Beifeng endured the discomfort and opened his mouth to defend himself.

"Aren't you a spy? Then which sect are you a disciple of? It doesn't make sense that the sect has a talented disciple like you, and everyone here will not know."

An old man showed his jagged yellow teeth, and smiled coldly, as if he wanted to choose someone to bite.

Many ancestors of the other sects present also nodded in agreement. From the eyes of everyone, it is natural to see at a glance that the young man in front of him is not very old, and his body is full of vitality, which is not inferior to that of the Emperor Realm. If the proud son appears in any sect, he will be reported to the ears of the ancestors.

And the boy in front of him seemed to have jumped out of a rock, without any news before.

"Ancestors, I'm really not a spy. The people of the Galaxy Empire rely on mechas to have the strength to compete with us, but you see, I'm clearly practicing myself!"

Beifeng complained, and the fact is the same, he is really not a spy.

"That's right, then tell me why you want to be a deserter?"

The middle-aged man in the middle of the tent nodded, and he could naturally tell that Beifeng's powerful physical body did not rely on external objects, and was not possessed by taking genetic medicine.

The rest of the patriarchs couldn't help but nodded, but these alone couldn't prove it.

"My ancestors, I was wronged. I didn't know that we were at war with the Galaxy Empire. I just came to take a look out of curiosity. Then I was caught and charged as a deserter."

Beifeng was very angry, as if he had been wronged.

"Bastard, the news of the war with the Galaxy Empire has spread all over the world, even ordinary people in major cities know about it, how could you not know?!"

An old man was furious, and couldn't help but want someone to drag him down and chop him up.

"I have been living in the mountains with my master before. I didn't go down the mountain until after the master died. When I heard the news that the war with the Galaxy Empire was going on, I couldn't help but be curious and came here."

Beifeng said with a simple and honest face, showing a harmless appearance to humans and animals.

"Huh? Who is your master?"

An old woman opened her mouth with a strange look in her eyes.

"I don't know. The master never told him his name. He is usually called an old guy."

Beifeng looked confident and confident.

Many ancestors communicated in secret, unable to make up their minds, but Beifeng's performance was amazing enough, and at such an age, it was unprecedented in their respective sects.

If it were a person with mediocre talent, many ancestors would not be so hesitant, just dragging it down and chopping it up.

When the voices of many ancestors were transmitted, the camp fell into silence, filled with a dull atmosphere, making people uneasy.

"Brother Mo, do you think what this son said is credible?"

An old man secretly spoke to the others through sound transmission.

"In my opinion, it's better to cut it off directly, regardless of whether he is right or not, the origin of this son is unknown, and it may be a disaster rather than a blessing."

An old woman spoke cleanly and murderously, full of iron and blood breath, killing decisively.

"No, if it's true, wouldn't it mean that you have lost the pride of the day? With such achievements at such an age, in a few years, it may not be a big help for us."

There are also people who hold opposing opinions, and each thinks about it.

"Okay, the top priority is to resist the attack of the Galaxy Empire this time. As for this son, he will be imprisoned first, and we will discuss it after this incident."

While everyone was arguing endlessly, the middle-aged man in the middle spoke up, causing the rest of the people to agree.

Among the many ancestors, not only the sect behind this middle-aged man is the strongest, but also the strength of this middle-aged man is the strongest, infinitely close to detachment!
Therefore, the middle-aged man determined the nature of this matter, and the rest had no objection.

If the middle-aged man's strength goes one step further, he will be at the real top. Even now, the middle-aged man's strength is only second to the four transcendent elders.

The reason why the remnants of the nations have the confidence to fight against the Galaxy Empire is also the source of these four detached elders.

Enough to compete with the Grand Marshal of the Galaxy Empire, this is the true background of the remaining evils of the nations:

And the status of these four detached powerhouses is extremely noble, they are not the supreme elders of a certain sect, but the supreme elders who are above all sects.

With the middle-aged man speaking, Beifeng's life was temporarily saved.

Then, under the escort of a strong man who existed in the imperial realm, he rushed to a large sect closest to the battlefield.

Those who are waiting for Beifeng will be temporarily imprisoned, and the real decision of Beifeng's life and death will be made after the end of this great war.

What Beifeng said was completely fabricated. Once verified, it would be full of loopholes. At that time, Beifeng would undoubtedly be regarded as a spy and chopped down.

(End of this chapter)