Uncle Zhao simply said two words, decisive and straightforward. It was like a sharp sword light that cut the throats of everyone present. Not only were they speechless, but it was even difficult to breathe.
In the main hall, the temperature dropped sharply. It was like a huge mountain pressing above our heads, making everyone breathless.
Faced with Uncle Zhao's decisive answer, the head of the Zhao family was finally unable to control himself. His face was as gloomy as water, and his whole person looked like a ferocious beast that was about to go crazy, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.
However, Uncle Zhao remained as motionless as a mountain. He was like a tall and tall green pine that refused to bend despite the strong wind.
"Zhao Mo, it seems that the head of this family shouldn't make any detours with you."
After a long time, the Zhao family master finally regained his composure, but the sound was like the cold wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell, making people feel cold to the soul.
Uncle Zhao looked at the head of the Zhao family calmly, his eyes like a bottomless abyss, unable to see any flaws: "It should have been like this a long time ago. Why are you pretending to be here?"
"you!"
The head of the Zhao family's eyes were cold, and the momentum on his body was uncontrollable and surged out like a huge storm. Although he quickly restrained himself, he could still see his unusually strong strength.
"How brave Zhao Mo! How dare you talk to the head of the family like this!"
"If it weren't for the fact that you are also a direct descendant of my Zhao family, just what you just said would be enough to make you die a thousand times!"
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The elders' eyes were splitting as they stood up and scolded Uncle Zhao one by one. They looked like a group of loyal dogs gnashing their teeth when their master was insulted.
Of course, not all elders are like this. The three elders who occupy the first three seats on the right always have their eyes half open and half closed, looking listless, and seem to be indifferent to everything happening on the scene.
At this moment, the scene was a little out of control. The old man sitting first on the right finally opened his eyes slightly. His cloudy eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing towards Uncle Zhao.
"Quiet."
The old and weak voice has infinite magic power.
The other elders at the scene seemed to have been cast into mute spells and were completely speechless.
"Zhao Mo, hand over your things."
The old man's voice was hoarse, as if he would die after just one word. But his words were filled with domineering and forceful force that could not be denied.
Uncle Zhao finally couldn't help it and frowned: "What, you finally couldn't help it?"
Uncle Zhao showed no fear, and his face had a calmness that could see through life and death from beginning to end.
"Zhao Mo, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about the lives of thousands of people in the Zhao family."
The second old man on the right seat spoke, his voice was much softer than that of the first old man. But his faint words of persuasion seemed to be blaming Uncle Zhao from a high moral point.
When Uncle Zhao heard this, he couldn't help but sneered. Immediately, he showed ridicule for the first time and asked: "What do the thousands of lives of the Zhao family have to do with me?"
"Zhao Mo! Don't forget! You are also a member of the Zhao family! The blood flowing in your body is the blood of my Zhao family!"
The fourth elder on the left couldn't help but stand up, pointed at Uncle Zhao, and shouted: "The Zhao family gave birth to you and raised you! How dare you abandon the interests of the family now? Don't forget, everything about you belongs to Zhao.
This is for you!"
Uncle Zhao raised his eyebrows, looked directly at the other party with cold eyes, and said leisurely: "Who do you think you are? When I left the Zhao family, I didn't remember that there was a person like you."
"you!"
The arrogance and indignation on the man's face suddenly turned into extreme embarrassment. His throat seemed to be stuck with something, and he couldn't say a word.
The head of the Zhao family stood up, but suddenly he floated in front of Uncle Zhao like a ghost.
Seeing Uncle Zhao looking at him calmly, a touch of sadness flashed in the eyes of the Zhao family leader: "Brother Mo, it's been a hundred years. Can't you come out of what happened back then? Could it be that you really
Can you bear to watch the family that gave birth to you and raised you be wiped out? Do you think that something that is of no use to you would rather stay around and be a waste than use it to save the family from crisis? "
Uncle Zhao looked at the head of the Zhao family indifferently, and after a moment, he shook his head indifferently: "In the blink of an eye, the events of that year are engraved in my heart, and it is impossible to forget! Besides, that thing does not belong to me, let alone you!"
The head of the Zhao family frowned, and a chill flashed across his small eyes: "I didn't expect you to be as stubborn as ever. It seems that I will have to use some means to make you hand over your things today."
Suddenly, the head of the Zhao family turned his gaze to Qin Yi, who was behind Uncle Zhao. His gaze was like a cheetah staring at its prey, dark and fierce.
Obviously, he called Qin Yi here just to use him to restrain Uncle Zhao.
Qin Yi was not afraid, and actually faced the Zhao family leader's formidable eyes and looked at him.
His fearless look surprised the Zhao family leader slightly.
The person standing in front of him was obviously a young boy who was still in his infancy. But the indifferent aura displayed by him was like a basin of cold water poured directly on the blazing fire in the heart of the Zhao family leader.
"Come here, take this kid down."
The head of the Zhao family turned around indifferently and issued an order. Suddenly, hundreds of fully armed guards rushed out from around the vast hall.
They had no expression on their faces, they only obeyed the orders of the Zhao family leader and rushed towards Qin Yi quickly.
Qin Yi was not afraid. There was already a long sword in his hand among the lightning and flint, and the cold air swept around him like a wild wave.
"superior!"
The head of the Zhao family waved his hand and ordered indifferently.
Hundreds of Zhao family guards, filled with murderous intent, flew towards Qin Yi like arrows from the string.
Qin Yi had no expression on his face. He faced the oncoming guards and advanced instead of retreating, flying forward.
Whoosh!
A ray of cold light, like a crescent moon, floated out from the edge of the sword.
The cold light surged in the air, and it slashed forward. This sword was simple and unremarkable, but it was like an army of thousands of horses, pushing forward with great momentum.
In just the blink of an eye, Qin Yi turned his face and dozens of people fell down.
Moreover, Qin Yi didn't rest at all, and slashed out with one sword after another. Suddenly, the entire hall was shot with sword energy, and the sword energy formed a giant net, wrapping up all the guards who besieged Qin Yi.
ah!
The originally peaceful main hall was instantly overwhelmed by screams one after another. Everyone who was hit by Qin Yi's sword energy had their wounds covered with frost and blood could not flow out. Otherwise, the strong smell of blood would be disturbing.
Gagging.
Qin Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air, put down the Seven Killing Sword, and looked at the head of the Zhao family calmly again.
The head of the Zhao family frowned, and his gloomy face was covered with frost as if Qin Yi's Seven Killing Sword Qi had passed by.
"Boy, don't forget, your friend is still in the hands of my Zhao family."