"oh?"

Zhou Xing's eyes started to snort.

Want to cancel the case?

A group of subordinates were watching the case. After the case was cancelled, what was his face? Do you think he was afraid of Xiao Ye?

Although the Yousu Zhengtai is united, it is limited. He knows that Lai Junchen, Liu Guangye and others are staring at his position. If he surrenders to Xiao Ye, how can he establish prestige and how can he suppress a group of tigers and wolves under his command?

Zhou Xing said with a cold face: "The case must be investigated again. You can leave the file and I will review it before talking about it."

Xiao Ye had expected Zhou Xing to make things difficult, so he was not panicked and bowed: "The facts are clear, the evidence is conclusive, and Zhou Yunyuan colluded with the demons to interfere with the case handling. If Lord Zhongcheng insisted on making things difficult for the officials, then the officials could only submit the files to the three provinces and ask the prime ministers to make a decision!"

"presumptuous!"

Liu Guangye angrily scolded!

"oh?"

Xiao Ye looked over calmly and asked, "Does Lord Liu interfere with the case handler?"

"this……"

Liu Guangye's face immediately turned red.

All the censors of the Yousu Zhengtai handle cases independently. Even Zhou Xing, as the chief censor, could not interfere in the case handling process. He had only the final review authority.

"Sir Zhongcheng, whether to sign or not is to be clear."

Xiao Ye glanced coldly and said again.

Due to anger, Zhou Xing shook the case and his hands were trembling. As Xiao Ye speculated, presenting the case to the cabinet was the result of both losses. Xiao Ye was not afraid of wearing shoes barefoot, but Zhou Xing had to have all his concerns.

As soon as he took office, he was the fifth-rank censor, but he couldn't even control his eighth-rank censor. How did he become an official?

Not to mention the colleagues in the officialdom, I am afraid that the empress dowager will be very dissatisfied with him.

Moreover, Xiao Yeqing was innocent. Even if he was dismissed from office, he would return to his hometown in Jiangdu to become a rich man. He had the top scholar and fame, and the local governments would not dare to make things difficult for him. Maybe in a few years, the empress dowager would think of this person as he would use it.

However, he was full of blood and lost the Queen Mother's holy family, and someone would immediately kill him.

It can be said that he was forced to a dead end by Xiao Ye.

‘Damn, who made this thorn into the Right Su Zhengtai?’

Zhou Xing couldn't help but curse in his heart.

But no matter how much he scolded, the problem always had to be solved. He could not really let Xiao Ye go to the three provinces to request a resolution. No matter what the result was, he would lose.

After pondering for a while, Zhou Xing slowly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Xiao is proud of his talent and sharp edges. It seems that even I can't suppress you anymore. Well, you and I will fight with my own literary spirit. If you win, I will give you a reply. If you lose, I don't want to do anything to you. I will do the job honestly in the future!"

"oh?"

Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and he guessed Zhou Xing’s thoughts in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Xing was originally a sixth-rank literary talent, but after being promoted, his literary talent was higher than his own. He was also at the home court of Suzhengtai and was fearless. Moreover, killing Hu Ling was ineffective against Zhou Xing because Zhou Xing was not a Hu person, but an authentic Han person.

But Xiao Ye was afraid, and he also wanted to test the power of his great sword, so he said, "Since Lord Zhongcheng is willing to give advice, the subordinates cannot ask for it, please!"

"snort!"

Zhou Xing snorted, turned around and left.

When everyone saw that they wanted to fight again, they followed them to the Temple of Dharma.

Zhou Xing picked up the three pillars of incense, and after lit it, he bowed to the statue of Wei Yang in the upper head three times, and said, "Student Zhou Xing wants to fight with Xiao Yewen, and hope the saint casts a spell!"

As the incense of Xin was inserted into the incense burner, Wei Yang seemed to lit up, and a space of thirty feet was covering Xiao Ye and Zhou Xing.

Xiao Ye felt a vague feeling that it came from Wei Yang, and a malicious intention came to him.

That's right, all the saints of the Legalists are ghosts, unable to leave the underworld, and cannot interfere with the present world, but they can use projections to influence people's minds. Don't look at the small malice, as long as there is a slight flaw in the mind, you can take advantage of the situation and become the cause of failure.

‘Ha, the saints of the Legalists?’

Xiao Ye smiled coldly.

"Mr. Xiao, let's show your literary spirit!"

Zhou Xing bowed his hand slightly, and a huge guillotine appeared behind him!

The guillotine that Xiao Ye saw at first was a dog-headed guillotine. Now with the promotion, it has been promoted to a tiger-headed guillotine. The surface of the guillotine has dark red stripes, and the blade is shining with cold light. The entire guillotine is bigger than before.

"Mr. Zhou has made great efforts, and I think he will be able to chop that kid under the knife!"

"Ha, there's a good show!"

There was a lot of discussion around, and the cruel officials such as Lai Junchen, Liu Guangye and others were all green and full of envy.

Although the literary and official spirit cannot be used for struggle in reality, it can enhance a person's momentum, cultivate one's character, and enhance one's mental power. Why are all the prime ministers extremely energetic?

It is precisely with the blessing of literary and official spirit.

What's more important is that if you live with the blessing of the official spirit of the civil spirit, you can also have a considerable advantage when you enter the underworld after death. At the same time, the censor is the emperor's minion and also bears the responsibility of breaking mountains and slashing temples. Sometimes you need to fight against evil gods in the lewd temples, so the official spirit of the civil spirit is extremely important.

"The official offended me!"

Xiao Ye also gave in.

boom!

A three-foot-long sword appeared behind him!

Zhou Xing's eyes shrank!

At first, Xiao Ye's literary spirit was disorganized. Later, when he fought with Suo Yuanli, it appeared in a net shape. Now it condensed into a sword. There is no need to think too much about it. The sword must be extremely sharp, and the soul that was killed would be severely damaged. He immediately did not care about bullying the enemy and shouted: "Behead!"

Bang!

The guillotine opened its bloody mouth and slashed towards Xiao Ye!

"go!"

Xiao Ye pointed with one hand!

"when!"

The sword slashed over quickly, making a crisp sound. The guillotine swung its tail and even broke the sword apart.

"good!"

Everyone applauded outside the venue.

In fact, it is not surprising that Zhou Xing's strength in the open is higher than Xiao Ye. Xiao Ye's sword is completely condensed with talent and has not mixed in with official energy. Moreover, the guillotine is powerful and has an advantage over the light and agile sword.

Zhou Xing's eyes lit up and he shouted again: "Behead!"

Xiao Ye shouted and gathered. The sword was originally composed of talent. It was gathered and dispersed invisible. Although it was broken up, it did not damage the foundation. It condensed instantly as the mind moved.

This time, he was not in a hurry to fight hard. Xiao Ye directed the sword and gave his advantage of lightness and agility, and used his skill to circulate around the guillotine.

Xiao Ye was originally a martial arts master. He kneaded Tai Chi sword techniques and drew out circles one by one. The style was a little unfamiliar at the beginning, but after dozens of moves, the moves gradually became more proficient.

He just wanted to try it out and see if martial arts could be integrated with his talent. Unexpectedly, it became true. He did not bless him with poetry and practiced his sword with his sword skills.

On the other hand, Zhou Xing was just a literati, who was not good at martial arts, and his guillotine was straight and unorganized, and his clumsy disadvantage became more and more obvious.

Sweat beads oozed from Zhou Xing's forehead.

But at this time, the barrier suddenly lit up, and a strange wave blessed Zhou Xing. Zhou Xing was as energetic as a dragon and a dragon, full of energy, and the speed of the guillotine doubled, and it came and went like the wind. He knocked Xiao Ye's talent sword out several times.

"Damn it? Cheating?"

Xiao Ye was stunned.

A cold snorted from the space: "You are not my disciple of the Fa family, and everyone heretics can kill him!"

"Ha, cheating can be said so fresh, don't blame me for being unrighteous!"

Anger surged in Xiao Ye's eyes, but you can take it slowly when dealing with the Legalists. The main topic is to destroy Zhou Xing first.

So he no longer retained it, and his energy was fully activated. The sword seemed to have brought life, and it was continuously chopped at the connection of the guillotine, and sparks flew everywhere. Although Zhou Xing received the blessing of Wei Yang, he was an external force after all and could not be integrated with him.

Xiao Ye's talent is his own, like an arm and a manipulator. Even if Zhou Xing tried his best to control the guillotine, after about ten strokes, the guillotine fell apart and was split in half.

Zhou Xing's head was in a severe pain, and the guillotine became out of control for a moment. Xiao Ye grabbed it and grabbed the upper part of the guillotine. Just as he was about to take the lower part, the barrier exploded!

The two of them fell back to reality at the same time. Some of the guillotines caught by Xiao Ye were integrated into their talent. Although they could not be explored carefully for the time being, they could feel that their talent had increased a little more, and the impurities in it could be turned back and refined slowly.
Chapter completed!