Tyrant Sky Martial Sou
Chapter 1101: Crimes to Be Imposed

Chapter 1101: Chapter 1101: Crimes to Be Imposed

Everyone should know how furious Ling Xiao is.

Because Ling Xiao usually doesn’t kill people so brutally.

Jia Lin gazed at the incomplete corpse, his entire body trembling, and he even knelt down on both knees, slumping to the ground.

"Son!"

He had only this one son, and this son was the one he had been grooming to succeed as the Clan Leader of the Jardine Clan.

Moreover, the Clan Leader of the Jardine Clan could very well be the future Righteous Alliance Leader.

Just like that, he’s gone?

"Ah—! Ling Xiao, I will kill you, I must kill you, no matter where you flee to the ends of the earth, I will tear you to pieces, I will do as I said!"

Madness!

Jia Lin was truly on the verge of madness, roaring and howling like a wounded tiger.

"Angry? When you besieged those more than a hundred thousand meritorious soldiers and civilians back then, when you slaughtered them like beasts, did you ever think about what their family would go through?

Just now when you ordered the Fengming Army to shoot arrows, did you ever think what would happen to my family after I died?

When you escorted the great meritorious Ji Ning and others back to the Imperial City to stand trial, did you ever consider how the military and civilians of Northern Desert City would survive without Ji Ning?

You didn’t!

You never thought about it!

Now that your son is dead, are you enraged beyond words?

You should feel lucky that you are still alive!"

"Who are you to compare your wretched lives with my son’s, a bunch of lowly commoners!"

Jia Lin bellowed furiously.

"Is that so? Then now this noble high above is kindly asked to open the gates for us group of lowly commoners."

Ling Xiao didn’t bother to waste words with this idiot anymore.

This person’s mind is full of his own nobility, while others are beneath him.

His life is precious, but others’ lives are no more than weeds.

What’s the use of talking nonsense with this kind of person?

"Open the gates? You still want to open the gates? Hahahaha, you killed my son and you still have the delusion that I’ll help you open the gates?"

Jia Lin revealed a ferocious expression as he said, "For killing the Nine Gates Commander of the Fengming Army, for killing the Deputy Commander Jia Yun! And for the slaughter of hundreds of city guards, Ling Xiao, do you admit your crimes?"

"To be accused of crimes at this stage, you still want to frame me?"

Ling Xiao laughed. Jia Lin really was an old fox, who could still keep a shred of clarity, not completely losing his mind, even in a near-mad state.

This old fox probably also knew that to kill Ling Xiao, he had to have a just cause.

After all, it’s easy to find a pretext when one wants to condemn a person, as long as he wishes, he can find Ling Xiao’s crime, this is not difficult at all.

"Is what this general said wrong?"

Jia Lin sneered.

"I did not kill any Nine Gates Commander or Deputy Commander. What I killed were only the rebels who obstructed my audience with the Emperor and attempted to kill me. Perhaps General Jia is unaware that I, as a military commander, have the power to take discretionary actions, that is to say, I can execute first and report afterward!"

Ling Xiao’s voice remained indifferent: "If General Jia refuses to open the gates, then I as the commanding officer have no choice but to ’discretionarily handle’ you as well!"

"It seems that there’s nothing more to discuss, Xie Li, kill him."

Ling Xiao said calmly.

His voice was as calm as if he were doing something extremely common.

He had already given Jia Lin many chances.

It is just a pity that this person does not cherish them.

"Understood!"

Xie Li didn’t have so many words to waste. Upon hearing Ling Xiao’s command, he immediately pounced toward Jia Lin.

Jia Lin didn’t take Xie Li seriously at first and only when he approached did he sense the terrifying murderous intent bursting from him.

"You thief, what do you want to do? You also want to kill the leader of the Imperial City Camp?"

Jia Lin shouted loudly.

"Traitors and rebels, everyone is entitled to kill them! I, as the commanding officer, shall consider it clearing the house for the Phoenix God Empire!"

As Ling Xiao’s voice sounded, Jia Lin’s body flew away.

Not because he wanted to fly.

But because he was slapped flying by Xie Li.

"Leng Mei, you go and open the gate!"

Ling Xiao no longer paid attention to Jia Lin and instructed Leng Mei to go down and open the city gate.

"I’ll go help as well."

Although Feng Qingyan was reluctant to deal with Jia Lin, he was more than happy to help open the city gate.

"Thank you."

Ling Xiao nodded in acknowledgement.

Feng Qingyan did not stop his actions, which was already giving him a lot of face. This man, indeed, knew how to distinguish good from bad.

The screams of Jia Lin echoed across the city tower, incessantly rising and falling.

This scene left the defending soldiers stunned.

None of them dared to help.

Jia Lin was a top-notch Cave Heaven Realm Martial Artist; if someone could toy with an expert of this caliber as easily as playing with a toy, they, the soldiers, were simply not worth the effort of a flick of a finger from the opponent.

Once the Imperial City’s Array Formation and Magic Array were breached, it would become a pure contest between experts.

Whichever side had the stronger forces would gain an absolute advantage.

Thus, these soldiers could only watch as Jia Lin was tormented, powerless to do anything.

"There’s no need to panic, I’ve long had evidence of Jia Lin and Jia Yun colluding with the Black Crow Empire. The reason they stopped me was because they didn’t want me to submit the evidence to the Emperor. You all won’t be in trouble.

The fact that Jia Lin plotted with Jia Yun to try to kill me, a Nine Gates Commander, within the Fengming Army naturally means their crimes are inexcusable.

Now the traitors in the Fengming Army have been purged.

Jia Yun has already met his retribution.

Next, I will capture Jia Lin alive and personally hand him over to the Emperor for punishment!"

Ling Xiao wasn’t going to kill Jia Lin; Jia Lin knew too many secrets. If he killed Jia Lin so easily, the ones who would be most pleased would certainly be Si Kong Zun, Fengming Qishan, and those emperors.

"Master, Jia Lin’s cultivation level has been crippled."

A moment later, Xie Li reported.

"Bring him with me when we enter the city, remember this trash is still useful, make sure no one kills him."

Ling Xiao said indifferently.

"Yes!"

With flowing hair and a cold face, she killed the traitors within the Fengming Army and Jia Yun with a single move.

However, this seemed to not be the full extent of Ling Xiao’s capabilities.

To everyone’s surprise, the woman who easily crippled Jia Lin actually called Ling Xiao ’Master,’ and her tone was filled with reverence.

What was this situation?

What exactly did Ling Xiao experience during his border trial this time?

Many people were confused, but one thing they were clear about:

The current Ling Xiao was definitely not someone who could be provoked by just anyone.

They even had the feeling that perhaps Ji Ning was wrongly accused.

Perhaps Si Kong Zun would also be unlucky this time.

The city gate was already opened, the Northern Desert Army and the Scorpion Tribe’s forces advanced directly in, with no one daring to block their path.

Because nearly everyone was convinced that Ling Xiao’s terror was no less than that of the Emperor.

This was not strength.

It was momentum!

And it was equally important!

Was there guilt in the Fengming Army?

Did Jia Yun commit any crimes?

Was Jia Lin guilty?

Actually, this was not important.

Just like the Emperor could arbitrarily sentence Ji Ning, Lu Chenlong, and others, Ling Xiao could also pass judgment on them.

Si Kong Zun claimed Ling Xiao was a traitor?

Then today, Ling Xiao would enter the Imperial City to slay Si Kong Zun, the traitor!

In the world of martial artists, of course, strength reigned supreme.

However, this strength could be broken down into two parts:

First, one’s own strength!

Second, the strength of one’s allies!