"I just want to say that my surname and that of my father are somewhat different."
When the dozen elders heard this, they were all a little confused for a moment and looked at Zong Shou in astonishment.
The next moment, I heard another sneer from Zong Shou: "Uncle Qiu, Uncle Hu, let them just kill people. No matter what their family background or identity, I will kill them all. Anyone who dares to kill anyone in Qiantian Mountain City Anyone who goes against me will be killed without mercy! Today, we can’t treat one at the expense of the other.”
As soon as these words came out, not only the dozen elders thought they had heard wrongly. Even Qiu Wei was stunned on the spot. With his city mind, he didn't know how to react or what he should do. Even if you give advice, you still obey orders.
Even Hu Qianqiu was hesitant for a while. He actually knew the prince's intention and wanted to suppress the arrogance of the direct line of Tianhu. But if these more than a thousand direct descendants of the sect died here, it would be a big deal.
Seeing that the people around him showed no reaction, and the three thousand cracking windmo swordsmen in the distance did not move either. Zong Shou frowned, and the next moment, he forcefully patted the fourth-level wind riding horse under him. In a few breaths, he crossed dozens of feet and rushed to the already panicked Tianhu tribesmen.
With a flash of the Thunder Wing Sword in his hand, one of them chopped off his head and body in two parts! Then the wind riding horse stood up again, and the horse's hooves stepped down. The majestic body of the fourth-level war horse was wrapped with millions of people. With the force of a kilogram, the other person's head was crushed into minced meat.
Zong Shou suddenly turned around again, with anger in his eyes: "I said take action! Didn't you two hear it?"
That's when Qiu Wei suddenly woke up. After being scolded by Zong Shou, instead of being annoyed, his eyes shone brightly with endless joy.
But Hu Qianqiu sighed slightly, grinned, and then shouted at his subordinates: "You bastards, are you deaf or mute? Didn't you hear what the prince said? Why don't you hurry up and kill them?"
Qiu Wei was polite and polite, and bowed to Zong Shou: "Qiu Wei takes the order!"
The dozen or so elders of the Zong clan were all furious. They all pointed their hands at Zong Shou from afar, and their bodies were trembling slightly.
It was the white-haired old man who reacted faster and said with a trembling voice: "Stop! Stop! My lord, are you really crazy? Don't forget that they are all your blood relatives, and their sins are not punishable by death. I asked them to apologize to you. I sincerely My dear son, please be merciful and spare their lives!"
The nearly a thousand clan members were completely panicked at this moment.
Originally, many people looked at Zong Shou with some contempt. Only then did they realize that this mute and weak young man in front of them was already the most powerful person among the ten thousand people in Qiantian Mountain City. between.
Over there, the Zong Shou smiled silently, and the coldness in his eyes gradually receded. Just as more than ten clan elders were all relieved, thinking that there was still hope.
Zong Shou waved his Thunder Wing Sword to the side again, and a bright sword flash passed by. Immediately, another head flew up and rolled to the ground.
And this sword seemed to be a signal. The two thousand Iron Tiger Euphorbia warriors and the three thousand Splitting Wind Mo sword warriors all took action with expressionless faces. They all waved the Euphorbia sword with great precision. Go out and get down. In just an instant, more than 5,000 heads suddenly fell to the ground. They were all strong men trained on the battlefield, and they struck without hesitation. Many of them didn't even have time to cry out in agony.
The small area in front of Zong Shou was also dyed red in an instant.
Suddenly, the area with a radius of dozens of miles was filled with blood and evil energy. The hundreds of thousands of soldiers around, including the private army of the wolf tribe with hundreds of thousands of eyes, were also silent.
The people in front of me are all small and powerful people in Qiantian Mountain City, most of whom were born into noble families. There are even a few people with prominent family backgrounds and extraordinary backgrounds.
At this moment, they were all slaughtered here like dogs. It was an unimaginable psychological shock to almost everyone here.
When he looked at Zong Shou again, he felt that the prince's figure was a bit taller and plain. There was still no aura around him, but there was an inexplicable pressure that made it impossible for everyone to look directly at him.
The dozen or so elders were speechless and stared blankly at the corpses on the ground. Several of them couldn't help but shed tears.
It was Zong Lan who laughed happily for the first time: "I, Zong Lan, have been with you since I was twenty-six years old. I have been fighting with him for ten years. But I have never felt so happy. I kill so well! It is so satisfying. ! The prince and your Majesty are indeed different. If you follow my wishes, it would be better to kill all these people who are directly related to you!"
The red-faced old man shrank his eyes when he heard this. Then he said hysterically: "Zong Shou, you are crazy! You are all crazy! They are all the elites of our clan. Do you know the essence? Their bloodline is naturally better than You side clans are countless noble, but you are born with three tails! You bastards, how dare you dare to touch me. I will invite the clan uncle, but even if my clan brother dies, I will not let you succeed the clan leader!"
The white-bearded old man's face was as dark as water, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and he stabbed at Zong Shou: "Your Majesty is so ruthless that he kills his relatives, which is not the blessing of our clan. I, Zong Rui, will also ask Uncle Zong to dethrone you as heir! Not to mention inheriting the Demon King, even if you are the heir apparent, don’t even think about it!”
As soon as he finished speaking, two people beside him suddenly looked like crazy tigers and rushed towards Zong Shou, with crazy and cruel expressions on their faces.
But before they even got close, Zong Lan had already arrived on horseback. The Mo Dao in his hand swept out with the force of thunder.
Hearing a loud clang, Zong Lan stood still on his horse, but the two of them were swept away by a huge force and flew behind them, their faces golden and purple.
Zong Lan followed up with another sneer.
"How dare you assassinate the Crown Prince? Your crime is unpardonable! Kill!"
The silver-scaled wind-walking beast under its crotch suddenly stepped forward. One person and one horse brought with them a series of afterimages, and crashed into the two of them. Mo Dao swung out, and actually cut the two clan chiefs in mid-air. , cut into two pieces!
Then Zong Lan swung the knife again, sprinkling the blood away, and pointed at some elders of the Zong clan who were already pale-faced: "What kind of direct bloodline, it's just a few wine bags and rice bags. I would have been displeased with you, if it weren't for the superiors." Wait, believe it or not, I, Zong Lan, will be the first to slaughter you? If you want to depose the prince, then just do it. In the clan meeting, you can’t decide who will lose and who will win. Let’s take a look at the 800,000 members of my Tianhu clan. Who is it you? These direct descendants have big trees and deep roots. It is my family who is the king who is more popular."
Zong Rui could no longer speak. Under the pressure of Zong Lan's sword, it was difficult to even speak. Almost no one expected that Zong Lan was so bold and crazy that he dared to kill Elder Tianhu on the spot!
But Zong Shou was dumbfounded. A clan meeting? He didn't mean that. There were countless simpler ways to solve the problem, so why bother.
By the way, there's also Uncle Zong, I don't know who he is, I've never seen him before.
The great elder is the leader of the clan elders' association, and the clan orders are responsible for the rewards and punishments of the clan members, while the clan uncle is in charge of the clan's temple, genealogy and property, and is the most powerful. They are all held by the most virtuous and respected people in the clan.
However, Zong Shou had never seen him before and couldn't even remember his name. He immediately shook his head and said, "If you are dissatisfied, you can ask Uncle Zong to come over. Just say that I, Zong Shou, will wait for him at the top of Qiantian Mountain."
After speaking, he no longer bothered to pay attention to these clan elders. He looked at Ling Fakong and Ling Xuan with half-smiling smiles. Both of them felt a sudden shock in their hearts and bowed their heads again.
At first, I was still dissatisfied. It was a disaster for the Minglang clan. But now, most of the resentment has dissipated. The people of the Zong clan were punished so severely that others really had nothing to say.
Although the punishment is severe, it cannot be said that the prince is unfair.
Zong Shou finally looked at Zong Hao and Grand Master Yuan. The two stood further away, a hundred feet away. The latter was half kneeling on the ground, but Zong Hao was uncertain. After a while, he saw the people all over the ground. He looked at Zong Yuan again, gritted his teeth suddenly, jumped on the horse again, and galloped away.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and was secretly amused. This Zong Hao knew the opportunity and knew that he was invincible, so he decisively gave up and took the risk to surrender. However, he guarded against him and came alone without Zong Yang.
When he saw that he had decisively killed nearly a thousand clan members, he knew that he had no hope of survival and immediately ran away.
But now, isn’t it too late?
"Uhara!"
Before Zong Shou could shout, Zong Yuan's dragon-horned winged horse had already rushed out from among the troops.
Zong Hao had been staring at Zong Hao for a long time. When he arrived at the dragon-horned winged horse, under Zong Yuan's urging, he was as fast as lightning. He was more than ten feet closer in an instant, and then countless thunderbolts gathered from the purple thunder gun in his hand. Two fifty-foot-long electric lightning wings spread out on both sides of the gun body, and Zong Yuan suddenly threw them out.
This purple thunder gun was also accelerated to the extreme in an instant. Driven by the power of thunder and lightning, its speed increased to more than dozens of times. Zong Hao almost didn't wait for him to react, and it had already penetrated.
Zong Hao's expression changed, and he tried his best to dodge. However, his shoulder was still pierced, and his whole body was carried forward by the gun. It was unexpectedly forceful, and his person was pinned to the ground in front of him.
And just when Zong Hao was in great pain and tried his best to resist the explosive lightning, Zong Yuan's horse had already arrived in front of him.
As soon as the saber flashed before his eyes, his eyes were completely dark and he couldn't feel anything. The knife actually started from his ear and passed through his eye socket. The knife cut off his skull and overturned it, and white pulp and blood immediately flew out.
Zong Hao didn't even look at it, he just shouted to the sky, venting his endless grief, anger and resentment.
After a long time, the roar gradually subsided. Finally, Zong Yuan drove his horse back to Zong Shou, dismounted and knelt down: "Zong Yuan's great revenge has been avenged, and his wish is fulfilled! From now on, it is the sword in the hands of the prince, no matter what Drive hard and have no regrets!"
Zong Shou blinked and asked curiously: "I thought you would first ask him about the past a few years ago, the secret behind your father's death in the war."
"No need!" Zong Yuan raised his head with an indifferent expression: "All I need to know is that my father's death was because of Zong Hao and his accomplices! Regardless of whether they are involved or not, it is impossible to kill them all together. There will be mistakes.”
"Well! There's quite a bit of truth to that!"
Zong Shou laughed dumbly and signaled Zong Yuan to get up. At this moment, he was beside Grand Master Yuan, looking down at his dear uncle.