Song Xuan secretly smacked his tongue. He felt that he was quick enough to kill people, but he didn't expect that in his father's opinion, he wasn't ruthless enough!
Song Yuanqiao said: "It is indeed not cruel enough!"
"The way to do it is to relax one by one and show both kindness and power! You accepted the Hu family's surrender and also helped the Hu family solve the crisis of the White Lotus Sect. The kindness was enough, but the power was not enough!"
"If I hadn't taken the Wudang disciples to Hangzhou and cooperated with your Tsing Yi Guards to destroy several big families and completely suppress the Hu family, then the Hu family would have had other ideas long ago!
They may not dare to directly betray them, but they may not have the guts to do some small tricks secretly and add sand to your Tsing Yi Guards and Firearms Workshop!"
"Father said so!"
An old man in the family is like a treasure. Song Xuan followed the good deeds and nodded repeatedly.
Although he is a time traveler, has the will to rebel, and knows the general trend of the world in the future, he is still just a young man after all. In terms of sophistication, calculation and careful thinking, there is still a gap between him and Song Yuanqiao.
Song Yuanqiao continued: "You are not going to kill Yin Tianzheng, but you want to conquer the Sky Eagle Sect, or do you have some plot against the Ming Sect?"
Song Xuan thought for a while and said: "Father, Junior Brother Zhang Wuji is still alive!"
"Oh?" Song Yuanqiao was startled and frowned: "With your current strength and status, he can't threaten you. After all, he is the only heir of your fifth uncle, so there is no need to embarrass him!"
Song Xuan blinked. Song Yuanqiao also knew that his son Song Qingshu was not very broad-minded.
"I don't mean to embarrass him!"
Song Xuan smiled and said: "I plan to help him become the leader of the Ming Cult!"
When he said this, Song Yuanqiao thought for a moment and figured out the reason, and said: "You want him to be the one who stands out and attract Yuan Ting's attention?"
"right!"
"Not everyone can take the position of leader of the Ming Cult."
Song Xuan said: "Junior brother Wuji is the grandson of the White-browed Eagle King. If he has learned the Mingjiao's secret knowledge of the Great Shift, and stepped in to turn the tide at the last moment and save the Mingjiao from the danger of annihilation, my father feels that the position of leader will be
Can he sit down?"
Song Yuanqiao nodded and said, "That's enough!"
As he spoke, he stroked his beard and said, "But if you want to use Mingjiao as a weapon, there is one person you must not keep!"
"Yang Xiao?"
"Yes!" Song Yuanqiao nodded heavily, "This person is too thoughtful and has enough foresight and strategy. If this person is here, even if Wuji is the leader, many decisions will be affected by Yang Xiao.
Nowadays, many rebels have emerged from all walks of life in the world, with the shadow of Mingjiao behind them, but Mingjiao has not come to the forefront. From this point, it can be seen that Yang Xiao also wants to stay behind the scenes and finally pick the peaches.
!
Unless he dies, your plan to make the Mingjiao the leader will be difficult to carry out!"
Hearing this, Song Xuan looked into the distance and said calmly: "I know, this person will definitely not survive today!"
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the distance. Song Xuan jumped up, stood on a roof, and looked towards the square.
But there, a young man in ragged clothes appeared out of nowhere and stopped the masters of Kongtong, Shaolin and other sects, preventing them from rushing over to completely kill the surviving members of the Ming Cult.
"Is he Zhang Wuji?" Song Yuanqiao looked at it carefully for a moment and said hesitantly: "It's completely different from when he was a child!"
Song Xuandao: "He practiced the Nine Yang Scripture and dissolved the Xuanming Qi in his body, and his appearance changed."
"One person can fight against several masters from different sects. Let's not talk about his martial arts skills. His internal strength is really powerful, much stronger than that of his father!
Qingshu, you want to use this person as bait to attract Yuan Ting, but you are afraid that he will become more powerful in the future and become the biggest obstacle to your struggle for the world."
Song Xuan smiled and said: "Father, you helped me seize control of the two cities of Suzhou and Hangzhou. Have you ever visited the firearms workshop outside Suzhou? What do you think?"
Song Yuanqiao thought for a while and said: "It's not good to deal with martial arts masters. Firearms are not weak, but the premise is that you have to hit them!"
"What if it's used on the battlefield?"
Song Yuanqiao whispered a few words, "Siege the city and conquer the stronghold, a powerful weapon on the battlefield!"
"That's it!" Song Xuan said with a smile: "No matter how high your martial arts skills are, in the end, you still have to rely on the army to conquer the world!"
"Besides!" Song Xuan showed a rare look of pride, "Even if I compete in martial arts, except for Grand Master, I have nothing to fear from anyone in the world!"
Zhang Wuji can do it, he can.
If Zhang Wuji can’t do it, he can too!
What is he fighting against himself for?
Bah bah bah!
Song Xuan sighed several times in his heart. This was not something he wanted to say. Generally, when a villain says this, he is destined to receive a lunch box!
"I'm going to deal with that thief Yang Xiao. Father, you can just stay here and watch the show."
As soon as he finished speaking, he crossed several courtyards, avoiding the sight of others, and quietly walked into the hall where Yang Xiao and Wu San people were fighting.
In the hall, Yang Xiao and Wu Sanren were sitting cross-legged on the ground, constantly running their exercises to repair their injuries.
"Sigh, I don't know how long the Eagle King can sustain it. If the Holy Religion is cut off in my hands, even if I die, I will have no face to face the previous leaders!"
Yang Xiao was anxious in his heart. First, he was traumatized by the internal strife with the Wu San people, and then was attacked by Cheng Kunna's dog thief. All the high-level officials of the Mingjiao were paralyzed here. The Mingjiao believers outside must have been in chaos for a long time, right?
Zhou Dian, one of the Wusan people, snorted coldly, "Young surnamed Yang, you don't have to be so weird. If it weren't for your lack of prestige and your insistence on being the leader, our Holy Cult wouldn't be in this situation!"
Yang Xiao sneered, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the door of the room burst open. Before anyone appeared, he saw a bright and hot sword energy coming through the air.
The sword energy was like a rainbow and like electricity, shining with a red luster. It was beautiful yet extremely dangerous. Suddenly, it struck in front of Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao opened his eyes wide, and the sword energy in his eyes was like thousands of stars shining together, filling his entire field of vision.
Tsk!
The sword energy pierced the center of his eyebrows and pierced his head. Yang Xiao's eyes were still full of fear, confusion, and surprise, and then his pupils gradually dilated, and he fell to the ground with a pop.
Monk Bubu, Zhou Dian, Tieguan Taoist and other five scattered people all looked gray and had a look of death on their faces.
"It seems that the enemy has already attacked here! In this case, our holy religion is dead!"
"That sword energy would have been difficult for us to dodge even in our heyday, let alone the severe injuries we have now."
"That's all, if you can die in the hands of such a master of swordsmanship, your life will not be in vain!"
"Since your Excellency is here, why don't you show up and let me wait, so that even if you die, I can know in whose hands you will die?"
Several people spoke one after another, but after talking for a long time, no one was seen.
Except for the completely dead Yang Xiao and the broken door, which was in a mess, the outside of the house was quiet and there was no movement at all.
This made the five scattered people look at each other.
What's the situation? They only killed Yang Xiao but let them go. Could it be that the person who came was not a member of the six major sects, but a master who had a personal grudge against Yang Xiao?