Jian Li sat in the position of the patriarch, his armor was shining, the heaven-level soul-supporting sword hung on his waist, and the bronze ruler sword was placed horizontally on his legs.

Jian Li looked down on the previous patriarch in a rebellious manner. "Sword Wind and Thunder, are things all done?"

Jian Fenglei's expression was painful. "According to what you said, all weapons have been confiscated and placed in the sword shrine, and the sword clan has no swords to use. ”

"Good. Jian Li felt relieved that there was nothing that could hurt him now.

The first time Jian Li obtained the bronze ruler sword, he ripened all the fire spirit fruits and entered the treasure room to exchange for treasures.

Armed himself with the treasures he obtained, ancient armor, defensive charms, all on his body, and then ordered all weapons to be confiscated, he did not want anyone to resist again.

"By the way, one more thing. Jian Li looked at Jian Feng Thunder with ill will.

"What's the matter?" Sword Wind Thunder's heart has been hanging, he can't disobey the sword calendar, the lives of the survivors of the sword clan are in the hands of the other party.

Jian Li said: "Your son let go of the son who died by the sword, this is a rebellion, you know what the price will be." ”

Jian Fenglei was extremely frightened when he heard this, and Jian Li's questioning burned him like a vicious flame.

"Speak. Jian Li leaned forward.

Beads of sweat broke out on Jian Fenglei's cheeks, and at the same time, he wondered in his heart, would power and Yu Wang make people so unbearable?

Jian Li has completely turned into a demon, cold-blooded and cruel, tyrannical and unreasonable.

"I don't know Sheng'er did such a thing, but they are sworn brothers, just like us. Jian Fenglei said.

"Brother Worship, are you accusing me of cutting off the head of the sword and dying, not even a child?" said Jian Li.

The continuous questioning made the air even colder.

"Alex, your son is among them, you should ......"

Before Jian Fenglei finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jian Li. "Should I? I should behead those little cubs!"

"No!" Sword Wind Thunder surged with rage. "No one can die. ”

"No, Jian Fenglei, are you teaching me to do things?" Jian Li looked at the previous patriarch with interest, thinking in his heart what price he would pay for the word 'no'.

The sword wind and thunder were all angry, only fear, many people died, the old patriarch of the sword was dead, and the sword was also dead, all of them died in the hands of the sword calendar.

"Bypass them, Alex. Sword Wind Thunder begged.

Jian Li was very satisfied with Jian Fenglei's performance, and said jokingly: "Of course, those six children, one of them is mine, and the other is yours, they are all the hope of the Sword Clan. ”

"Will you let them go?" Sword Wind Thunder grabbed the last straw.

Jian Li raised the bronze ruler sword and shook it. "No, they can't go to the Heavenly Sword Gate, I will personally teach them the method of turning blood into demons, worship in the Blood God Temple, and become my pawns. ”

Jian Li's plan is obvious, the future of the Sword Clan and the Blood God Temple are inseparable.

Sword Wind Thunder took a step forward. "You can't do that to them!"

This step has already offended the sword calendar.

Jian Li jerked up from his seat. "You've me off, Sword Wind and Thunder, do you think you're still the patriarch? ”

Jian Li has been suppressed for a long time under the shadow of sword wind and thunder and sword death, and now he finally raised his eyebrows.

At this time, he was like a tyrant in this small sword clan, controlling life and death.

Jian Li walked in front of Jian Fenglei and pointed his finger at the head of the previous patriarch, his tone was aggressive. "There is something that has always been stuck in my heart, the first day when the sword died and brought that little bastard back to the sword clan, everyone strongly objected, but what did the sword die say to you and the old patriarch, changed your attitude, what did he say! Who is that little cub? Why do you agree to a person with impure blood to stay in the sword clan!"

"He's the son of the sword, and that's enough. ”

"I don't believe it. ”

Sword wind and thunder don't begin. "Jian Li, you weren't like this before. ”

"Why did I become like this?" Jian Li was furious. "People don't know, you know, what did the sword take away from me? That's my everything!"

Sword Wind Thunder sighed. "Your obsession is my sister Jian Xiaoyuan, you and Jian Jisheng fell in love with her at the same time, so they always compete in secret, you take good care of her, and Jian Jisheng can play with her, and finally they leave you and leave, after that you become silent, but these are all childhood things, and you can't be used as a reason for you to kill your own people. ”

"My heart is all due to you, and hatred is superimposed little by little, and thousands of rivers become seas. Jian Li said sourly. "Because they didn't take me with them when they left, because the sword didn't bring Xiaoyuan back, but brought back a mongrel, because the animal trainer almost killed me, because Jian Yusheng lost an arm, you beat me, because the whole clan judged you and the old guy of Jian Yu and sentenced me guilty, because you and Jian Yu were immortal cultivators, and I wasn't !! brother, it's all bullshit!"

Jian Feng Lei was speechless, Jian Li was completely crazy, this kind of person will never admit his mistakes and repent, but will only get worse.

Jian Li looked at Jian Feng Thunder coldly, the last living oath brother. "At the trial of the whole clan, my son warned you that I was wicked in my heart, and he told you to kill me, but good people like you had too many concerns and missed the opportunity, and I decided to become a bad person and take everything from you. ”

"You're crazy!"

"I'm a madman! Tell me, who the hell is Daylight? Answer me! Is he a child of Jian Xiaoyuan?"

The frenzy in Jian Li's eyes made Jian Fenglei retreat, the sword clan was finished, and it was finished in his hands.

The sword wind and thunder came out with the idea of the fish dying and the net breaking, the distance between the two was very close, could he kill the sword in his state?

There are only four blood golems here, can they give it a go with their spiritual power?

Jian Li seemed to see through Sword Wind and Thunder's thoughts, and quickly retreated to distance himself. "You have been drinking the spirit wine, and there is not much spiritual power left, don't do anything crooked, because of what you did today, I will kill Jian Yusheng, or replace it with five clansmen, you choose, my patriarch." ”

Every word and every move of the sword calendar is like a chess piece pressing step by step on the chessboard, always being a general.

After the fall of the Sword Clan, Sword Wind and Thunder fell into self-blame and couldn't extricate himself, he knew that the Sword Calendar did what he said.

"Jian Li, don't touch others, give you my life. Sword Wind Thunder got up and slammed into the pillar on the side with all his might.

"Boom!", Jian Fenglei's neck was broken, and he lost his life.

Faced with Jian Fenglei's death, Jian Li was indifferent, he knew that Jian Fenglei committed suicide to protect his son and clansmen.

However, choosing death is also an act of cowardice.

Who is Daylight, in fact, Jian Li has already made a decision in his heart, but he just wants to find someone to confirm, but he didn't expect Jian Fenglei to refuse to say it in the end, and those who pay attention to the oath are stupid to death.

That bastard was by no means the son of Jian Die, but the child of Jian Xiaoyuan and others.

This means that he did not lose, from the past to the present, and he did not lose to the sword in the afterlife.

Immediately, Jianli's heart was tied to another thing.

He recalled the first time he saw the Blood God Temple Master.

It was as if he saw the wooden carving of a woman he carved day and night, and the face in his memory came to life.

"Stay with me and achieve great things. The beautiful face whispered in his ear, and the plump and proud soft balls of his chest rubbed against his arm.

Jian Li thought sadly. Lord of the Temple, this is what I have done for you, sacrificing my people, sacrificing myself, and even sacrificing my son, all for the love of you. Even if you're just a phantom of her,

He won't lose, because he slaughtered everyone who got in the way.

......

Jian Yusheng stood outside the council chamber, trying his best to put his ear to the door, quietly waiting for his father's voice to sound again.

There was silence inside, only madness brewing.

Jian Li walked out of the conference hall and frowned when he saw Jian Yusheng. "Your father committed suicide, and I will give him a grand funeral. ”

Jian Yusheng lowered his head and clenched his fists, the force was so great that blood was pressed out from between his fingers.

Jian Li's gaze was like a poisonous snake staring at a mosquito. "Boy, don't do anything superfluous, you have to cherish the life given by your father. ”

Looking at the back of Jian Li, Jian Yusheng told himself in his heart: Only by patience can he live, and only then can he have a chance to take revenge, even if he is like a lost dog, he must survive until his fangs are sharp.

Dogs can also kill lions.