In the southeast of Tianxian Continent, there is a world-famous mountain - Tianhang Mountain. Under the Qingzhu Mountain in the southern section of Tianhang Mountain, there is a small town called "Tangjia Town", just because the people in this town are mostly
Most of them are surnamed Tang. This is one of the branches of the Tang family in the Qingwu Kingdom in the Tianxian Continent. Since the Tang family in Tangjia Town has not had any big figures, there has not been a martial arts master for hundreds of years. Now, the Yue
He was getting weaker and weaker. If it weren't for the fact that there was a branch of the Tang family in the northern part of Qingwu Kingdom, and a strong King Wu appeared to protect him, the Tang family town would have fallen into the hands of people with other surnames long ago.
In the easternmost part of Tangjia Town, there is a small village "Taohua Village", where Tang Jun's hometown is.
At this time, a young man with disheveled hair was being tied up with his head lowered and kneeling in a deserted grassland. In front of him, there were three brand-new tombstones. Behind the young man, there were dozens of thick-waisted men.
, there are more than a dozen old men, almost all masters at the military commander level. There is only one old man in his sixties, with a long white beard, who has reached the junior martial arts master level. He is wearing a luxurious gown and has a cold face.
Staring at the young man.
There were also a few ordinary old women standing aside, looking at the young man, with pity on their faces. When they looked at the masters next to them, fear immediately appeared in their eyes. These people, in Tangjia Town, are all
Naturally, the important figures and the old village women were terrified.
More than a hundred meters away from this deserted grassland, there was still a dense crowd of people, all of whom were ordinary people in this village.
"Master, what are you going to do with this bastard?"
"This time, he caused our Tang family to lose three elite talents for no reason. After asking him to apologize in front of his parents, he killed him directly, cut off his head, buried his body next to his parents, and sent the head to the Zhao family.
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"This ----- the head of the family, he is only fifteen years old. Now he has lost his parents, brothers and sisters, and is left alone. Isn't it inappropriate for us to do this?"
"First Elder, the Zhao family is the most powerful force in our Qingwu Kingdom. Even the royal family is controlled by their family. Can our little Tang family afford to offend us? What's more, this brat has caused us to lose everything in a sudden
He has acquired three top young warriors. These three young men are the most outstanding disciples among the young men of our Tang family. They are also the only elite talents of our Tang family who have any hope of breaking through to the level of martial arts masters. Now, they are suddenly destroyed by this brat.
Even if you cut him into pieces in your hands, you still won't be able to forgive your hatred?"
"Alas-----our Tang family has such a rebellious bastard, who will also destroy our Tang family? Let us lose the last hope of the Tang family------If he should be killed, if he should be killed, he should be killed.
Now, you can’t understand your hatred?”
The old martial arts master looked at the lean second elder standing beside him with a look of admiration on his face. He nodded and said: "Well-----the second elder still knows the righteousness, so I will leave this matter to the second elder."
Elder, let’s do it——”
"Okay ------ Patriarch, don't worry. Lao Yi will personally present this bastard's head to Patriarch Zhao, apologize to them, and beg them to be merciful and let our Tang family go."
"No - please, please let Xiaojun go. His parents, brother, and sister were all killed at the hands of the Zhao family. If you don't avenge him, you still want to kill him? Is this even justified? -
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Among the several old women, an old woman suddenly ran out, knelt in front of the Tang family leader, and pulled him by the corner of his clothes. Her thin body was shaking, and there were two lines of tears on her face. She was the neighbor of young Tang Jun.
, I have watched Tang Jun grow up since I was a child. At this time, seeing that Tang Jun's family suffered misfortune and was about to die, he had the courage to run out and kneel in front of these masters to beg for mercy. The old ladies next to him also had red eyes and stretched out their arms.
He took out his thin little hands and rubbed his eyes.
Standing in the crowd a hundred meters away, Tang Jun's cousin's family, a family of seven people from three generations, were just watching, but never dared to come over.
"Do you want our Tang family to suffer the disaster of annihilation? The Zhao family, the most powerful family in the Qingwu Kingdom, has announced that if our Tang family cannot find this bastard within a month and offer his head,
Tangjia Town will disappear from Pojiang City forever-----"
After hearing the words of the Tang family leader, the old woman next door trembled with her withered lips a few times. Suddenly, she kowtowed her head several times to the clear blue sky, and cried hoarsely: "Heaven------
-Save Xiaojuner-------"
"This damn old woman------"
The second elder glared at the old woman, cursed angrily, pulled out the machete from the waist of a middle-aged man next to him, walked towards the young man, and stood behind him with no expression on his face.
"You brat, you've already apologized to your parents, and it's time to go underground to accompany your parents--"
The lean second elder of the Tang family cursed, raised his gleaming machete high, and struck the young man's back heavily in full view of everyone.
The old ladies next to them immediately turned around and closed their eyes. The old lady next door immediately saw the boy's head missing, threw herself to the ground and passed out. The people standing a hundred meters away
, also immediately turned around. In their hearts, they were all angry with the young man, but they dared not speak out.
The middle-aged man standing aside, as well as the dozen or so old men, looked at the young man openly, with anger in their eyes.
"Click------"
Suddenly, an accident happened. Not only did the young man not fall down, the machete struck by the second elder broke into two pieces with a "click". Seeing this surprising scene in front of them, the masters next to him stared at him one by one.
He had big eyes and was dumbfounded. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time. The place was completely silent.
"Damn-----I saw a ghost------"
The lean second elder, after standing still for a moment, finally came to his senses, cursed angrily, and pulled out his sword. This was his most beloved high-quality sword, and it was a low-grade treasure, precious.
No matter what, he was reluctant to use his precious sword to kill the young man in front of him. Wouldn't this defile his beloved sword?
But now, since an ordinary machete couldn't kill the boy, he had no choice but to grit his teeth, make up his mind, and pull out the extremely hard sword from his body to use it. A sword that reached the level of a treasure, let alone a person, was just a tree.
A big tree can be split in half, let alone a person?
"Damn it, brat, I don't believe your back is harder than a rock?"
The second elder of the Tang family cursed in his heart, raised his sword in great anger, and struck the young man's back hard -----