Chapter 492: Surrender

"Without the permission of the Lord, Wei Chen made an arbitrary claim and killed Chenghuang and others, please forgive the sin. After the black and white impermanence lifted the fused god, he knelt in front of Li Tang and pleaded his head to plead guilty.

They knew that the person who killed the city god would add a terrifying enemy to the Tang Kingdom, and they would face a martial sage, several half-step martial sages, and many martial saints, and launch a crazy revenge.

This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the Tang Kingdom at the development stage.

However, if time is turned back, he will still use thunderous means to obliterate the picket division and others, because the power of ghosts and gods, the dignity of the yin division, cannot be blasphemed!

Divinity will not disappear because of allegiance to Li Tang.

"It's okay! Even if you don't kill them, this king won't let them go. Li Tang waved his hand, stepped forward to help up the black and white impermanence, and the place where his palm touched was cold.

"Thank you, Waiting. ”

Black and white impermanence said gratefully, feeling glad in his heart, in the face of the current situation, if some timid and cowardly kings would have scolded and even made more extreme measures, it would be like Li Tang, not only did he not blame, but he also stepped forward to help his subordinates in person!

"Seventy-two clans, this king will not kill you, stay or leave, it is up to you to decide, but if you choose to leave, you will completely leave the foot of the Burial Dragon Mountain!"

Li Tang turned around, said to the smoke and cold wind, and said to Meng Rui, after the attack of the city god, the mind of the seventy-two clans has dissipated most of it, after all, the latter has caused huge trouble.

Only for the first attack, there are half-step martial artists, and it is difficult to guarantee that next time, the city god will send stronger martial artists.

"Lord Tang Hou, we are seventy-two clans, and we are willing to surrender. ”

When Yan Hanfeng heard this, a trace of anxiety flashed on his face, and he hurriedly said, he also knew that the status of the seventy-two clans in Li Tang's heart was no longer as good as before.

But the matter has come to this, if the seventy-two clans want to survive, they must take refuge in the Tang Kingdom.

Otherwise, in Chenghuang, the five major clans will chase and kill, and they will definitely die, even if they hide in the deep mountains and old forests, it will not help.

"Okay! The rules of the Tang Kingdom, you should understand, if you are willing to abide by them, you will come to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow to report. ”

"It's getting late, go back and rest!"

Li Tang was not surprised by the choice of the smoke and cold wind, yawned, and walked towards the middle courtyard, Yu Boya, the Canglan Sage, the black and white impermanence, and the captain of the guard, hurriedly followed.

Footsteps, farther and farther away!

"Elder, I misunderstood you earlier!"

Chaotianyang, Yanxue Song, all the boys and girls, walked in front of the smoke and cold wind, knelt on the ground, knocked their heads three times, their foreheads were blue, and blood oozed out.

When they learned that the family only saved Yanxue Ge and Chao Tianyang, their hearts were full of anger, despair, and suffering!

And after knowing the hardships of the family, even if they are unwilling, they can understand it, because the seventy-two clans are a family, and it is an honor to sacrifice themselves for the benefit of everyone.

When they learned that Chao Mengrui was ready to sacrifice himself for the sake of the family's interests, they were full of admiration and secretly ashamed, the seventy-two clans were still the same as before, the same good, the same as the same.

"Hurry up, it's the family that is ashamed of you. ”

Regardless of the pain in his body, Yan Hanfeng helped up a young man, and the rest of the elders, worshipping, also helped the rest of the young people and girls up.

glanced at each other, and they all showed a smile, and unconsciously, the trust and family affection of the ethnic group became stronger.

Perhaps, this ordeal is the beginning of the transformation of the seventy-two clans.

"Let's go, go back to the family, and get down to business!"

After being happy for a while, Yan Hanfeng waved his hand, hugged a teenager, and flew towards the family, with a streamer, under the gaze of countless people, across the sky.

"Unexpectedly, in the chaos of June, the final winner was actually the Tang Kingdom, and the final winner was actually the seventy-two clans. ”

A warrior watching the battle muttered to himself, lamenting that the world was unpredictable, and the results were varied.

"There is a way of reincarnation, and the afterlife is long, and the world is impermanent, and mice play with cats?" another warrior sighed, and flew back to his room, ready to catch up on sleep.

That night, the Holy Land of the Seventy-two Clans, under the auspices of Yan Hanfeng, gathered all the clansmen to prepare to burn all the books and books related to the Yun Clan's royal family.

"Acting patriarch, you can't burn it! This is the honor of the ancestors, it is the family belief, you do this, you are ashamed of the ancestors, ashamed of the sword of the king of Yue. ”

"The law of the ancestors must be observed, and if the honor is burned, you will be in fear all day long, and you will be left with a stench for thousands of years!

"Smoke and cold wind, if you burn the honor of your ancestors, step over my corpse, and light the fire in the furnace with my loyal blood, otherwise, you don't want to destroy the classics. ”

“............”

In the middle of the holy land, there were hundreds of clansmen, standing in front of the classics, all of them were filled with righteous indignation, pointing to the smoke and cold wind and saying, as if they were counting thousands of sinners.

They are all defenders of the family's honor!

"Shut up, after careful consideration, I have decided to lead the seventy-two clans and take refuge in the Tang Kingdom, as for burning the classics, it is because of the changes of the times, and the honor of the ancestors has had an adverse impact on the development of the family. ”

"Ancestral law, ancestral honor, great goodness!"

"The classics written all hope that the family will be strong, but now, the seventy-two clans are no longer the royal family of the Yun clan, and blindly following the rules of the royal family will be a heavy burden, since this is the case, it has become a stereotype. ”

In the face of everyone's questioning, Yan Hanfeng's face remained unchanged, his hand tightly held the sword of King Yue, and said loudly: "The ancestral law will be prosperous, and it has continued to this day, it has become an old law.

The rich murderous aura shrouded the holy land, and the smoke and cold wind pulled out the sword of King Yue, slashed over the boulder on the side, and divided it into two.

"Who's in the way?"

The cold voice resounded in the sky, and everyone standing in front of the classics was silent, and under Sen Sen's killing intent, some people gradually retreated to the side, their faces ashamed.

But in the world, there are always some people who are not afraid of death, unwilling to compromise, and do not know how to be flexible, and about a quarter of an hour later, there are still more than 60 people, standing in front of the classics, not retreating.

Most of these people are mainly Yan and Chao!

"Yan Hanfeng, I just won't let you, can you still kill us?" A member of the Yan clan, relying on his clan identity, widened his eyes and asked in a questioning voice.

"That's it, when you were a child, I also taught you how to behave in the world, but I didn't expect that now, I actually forgot everything. ”

"The patriarch is not here, your strength is the highest, and you are holding the sword of King Yue, and you don't want to develop the family, so you actually make trouble here, it's really annoying to me......"

One after another, ugly voices spit out from the mouths of these people, Yan Hanfeng closed his eyes, listened quietly, seemed to be recalling this life, and after a while, he said calmly:

"Ghost soldiers obey orders, blockers, behead!"

When all the clansmen heard this, their eyes shrank in disbelief!

"Yes!"

The commander of the ghost soldiers said, holding the chain knife, leading a hundred ghost soldiers, towards the classics, and whoever met the blocker, cut it with a knife, and the blood flowed five steps.

(End of chapter)