Looking at his son's body, Sheng Changhe's eyes were about to burst and he let out a low roar of grief and anger.
"Did you kill Wu'er?" After a long time, he slowly raised his head and stared at the frail figure in front of him.
Shao Tong responded calmly: "So what."
"Very good." Sheng Changhe nodded slightly, with a smile on his lips.
This smile made Ma Shengang, Cao Xun and others behind them shiver at the same time.
Shao Tong's expression was calm.
"Father, wait!"
Just as Sheng Changhe stretched out his slender palm and his murderous aura rose, Sheng Feng rushed over, looked at the corpse on the ground and frowned.
Sheng Changhe turned his head and looked at his only remaining son coldly:
"You brought him here. You should have been responsible for the death of your two brothers, but now you are my only son. Go back and watch carefully. I don't have to hold you accountable. The position in the family tree is also yours."
Shengfeng sighed: "Father, since I was a child, you have thought that as long as you give me something good, I should listen to you and be a well-behaved child. But you don't understand that for me, some things are
It cannot be exchanged for profit!"
"Brother Shao and the eldest and second brothers have no grudges at all. If they have conflicts, they will only happen because of me. Since it is because of me, I can't let you hurt him because of it!"
"The traitor!"
Sheng Changhe roared angrily, staring at his son in front of him with his red eyes.
Shao Tong looked at Sheng Feng in surprise. He and Sheng Feng actually knew each other not long ago, and they only had a few transactions with each other. Although the trouble between Sheng Hai and Sheng Hai was caused by him, it was surprising that he was willing to conflict with his father over it.
Unexpected.
"Since you want to ignore the revenge of my two brothers and contradict me for this outsider, then I will pretend that I never gave birth to your son!"
"Kill him first and pay homage to Hai'er and Wu'er. Then I'll capture you and punish you according to the family law!"
Sheng Changhe's figure suddenly surged several times, filled with endless evil aura, and his palms surged like angry waves, crashing forward.
Shao Tong smiled coldly and was about to test his strength after being reborn eighteen times when a shout suddenly came from the distance.
"Brother Sheng, you can capture the traitor if you want, but we want this person!"
In the dark underground palace, the leader of the Zhai clan, Zhai Hui, with a short stature and a large number of people, came from the direction where Shao Tong came. The subordinate next to him was holding a white skeleton.
"That's... Zhengyang Sanren!"
On the other side, Ma Shengang and Cao Xun exclaimed. Even Sheng Changhe stopped and stared at the bones in Zhai Hui's hands.
"Yes, they are the remains of Zhengyang Sanren, but unfortunately I followed the vibration to find Jushenchi. When I found the remains, the things on his body had been taken away." Zhai Hui looked at him with gloomy eyes.
Shao Tong.
Everyone understood what he meant and locked eyes with Shao Tong.
"Oh, how can Master Zhai prove that he didn't secretly take the relics of Zhengyang Sanren and then deliberately frame them so that he can hide from everyone and keep the treasures to himself?" Shengfeng suddenly said.
Now everyone couldn't help but have doubts. Zhai Hui's reputation for being ruthless and cunning had not changed for a day or two, and what he said could not be believed.
Seeing everyone's doubtful glances, Zhai Hui let out a laugh: "Nephew Sheng is so affectionate and loyal to this outsider. Not only can he put aside his hatred of killing his brother and fight against his biological father, but he also goes out of his way to excuse him. But unfortunately, he
Since you are greedy that you shouldn't be, you have to pay the price for it, is that right, Mr. Xiang?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people walked out of the darkness again. The leader was an old man with gray hair and a walking stick. He was Xiang Taixiu, the head of the Xiang family's hometown.
Beside him, Xiang Shaoyue looked at Shengfeng and wanted to say something, but his brother covered his mouth.
After looking at everyone present, this old man, who was nearly a hundred years old, let out a strong and powerful voice from his throat: "I can prove what the head of the Zhai family said. We followed the vibration to find the Jushen Pond at the same time, but only Zhengyang was found at the scene.
The remains of Sanren, and this..."
Two Xiang family members carried out a stretcher and placed several bloody corpses on it.
As soon as he saw this, the redness in Sheng Changhe's eyes became even more intense, and he uttered a hoarse voice: "Wu'er..."
Xiang Taixiu pointed at Shao Tong and continued: "Combined with various signs, it can be proved that he was the first to find the Jushen Pond, which caused the underground palace to tremble, and then killed the boss of the Sheng family and chased the second son of the Sheng family. During this period, except for him
No one will have the chance to take away Zhengyang’s treasure."
He looked at the other four masters and tapped his cane: "Our family has worked hard for decades for the Zhengyang Legacy Mansion. The Zhengyang Sanren's legacy must not fall into the hands of an outsider!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Shengang and Cao Xun walked up to Sheng Changhe without hesitation, locked Shao Tong to death, and said indifferently: "This man's life can be left to your disposal, but before that,
We want to get the Zhengyang Relic."
Sheng Changhe opened his mouth and saw that the troops from the other four families had sealed off all the places here. He frowned and finally nodded.
Standing outside, Shengfeng wanted to say something, but looking at the actions of the people on all sides, nothing came out.
He gave Shao Tong a look and suddenly pointed his finger in the direction of the exit of the underground palace.
Shao Tong shook his head.
Taking a gentle step, he looked around at the leaders of the five major clans present and said calmly: "You just said a lot, all about me, but no one asked me what I thought?"
Ma Shengang sneered: "No one cares what the dead think."
"Hand over the things as soon as possible, and we can let Brother Sheng give you a good time, otherwise..."
"An ant without any background dares to take something that belongs to us. You are looking for death!"
Listening to these sounds, Shao Tong couldn't help laughing.
He took out the Zhengyang Sanren's bag from his arms and held it high. He glanced at everyone present and said, "This is the Zhengyang Sanren's legacy. As long as you can kill me, it will belong to you."
"But, can you do it?"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on that small bag, with desire, greed, murderous intent, ferocity...all kinds of emotions surging.
"You're arrogant!" "I was lucky enough to kill Sheng Wu and Sheng Hai, so you don't know how good the world is!" "Hand over the treasure and keep your body intact!"
The masters of the five major clans all roared, their eyes eager to try, but after looking at each other, they couldn't help but hesitate, until a tall figure from the Xiang clan stepped out first.
"elder brother!"
Seeing her brother walking out, Xiang Shaoyue couldn't help but shout.
She doesn't like Shao Tong, but she knows that he is brother Feng's friend.
But her shouting did not slow down her brother at all.
"Xiang Shaohuai of the Xiang family is here to take your life!"
Under the dim light, a handsome young man dressed in white, with a formidable aura, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, faced the target and made an indifferent voice.
Without waiting for Shao Tong's reply, he saw his figure transformed, as fast as the wind, rushing towards the center surrounded by people, his palms flying, like bright fire burning, his spiritual transformation was fierce, and his momentum was astonishing.
But what's even more amazing is that as he gets closer to the target, his rising palm movements are like fireworks, becoming more and more powerful.
At the end, a pair of fleshy palms were like flames burning the sky, covering the sky.
"Nephew Xiang Shi is really a heroic young man. Looking at this palm movement, he has the strength of five fires and flying moths. He has achieved the Samadhi in martial arts. He has exquisite agility and full stamina. Even if Mr. Xiang uses it, it can only be like this." Zhai Hui praised, stroking his beard.
road.
"Xiang's Five Fire Moth Power takes the shape of a moth's spiritual transformation and is smelted into a single Yang Fire Power. It combines hardness and softness and has infinite stamina. Although it appears to be the best of the seventh grade, it is by no means inferior to any other power in terms of power.
Sixth grade martial arts."
"Although Xiang Shi's nephew is only at the second level of True Yuan, he is accumulating energy at this moment. The fire power is stacked. Every step he takes, his palm power is getting stronger. In the end, even us old guys can take this step.
The palm is also quite difficult."
"Among the younger generation in our family, I'm afraid Xiang Shi's nephew should be the leader."
The heads of the four major clans other than Xiang, except Sheng Changhe, couldn't help but express admiration when they saw Xiang Shaohuai's fighting style.
Even though Sheng Changhe was immersed in the pain of losing his son, and was even more dissatisfied with Xiang Shaohuai's threat to take Shao Tong's life and treat himself as if he were nothing, but his eyes saw the blazing and powerful continuous fire in this hand, and he had to admit that even if his two sons were alive
, is also far inferior to the juniors of this family.
Several masters of the family were like this, and other warriors were naturally in admiration and admiration. Even the women couldn't help but feel excited and secretly moved when they saw Xiang Shaohuai's handsome, tall and beautiful demeanor.
The head of the Xiang family, holding a cane, paid close attention to his grandson's condition throughout the whole process, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Everyone says that my Xiang family is weak, but with a grandson like this, after me, why worry about having no one in the family?