With the death of the ancestor and the emperor of the clan, the vitality of the Black Witch Clan was greatly damaged.

Those wizard warriors with a little strength either fled the imperial city, or hid in a hidden corner, secretly observing Zhang Qingfeng's movements.

As for revenge?

It's not that no one has thought that the strong masters of the Black Witch Clan are far more simple than the four ancestors, but there is no doubt that these four are the strongest people in the entire Black Witch Clan, and even they all died in the hands of Zhang Qingfeng, and others dare to take the lead Isn't it self-defeating?

The Black Witch people are murderous and bloodthirsty, but it doesn't mean that they are not afraid of death.

On the contrary, the more murderous people are, the more panicked they are when they actually face death.

Countering evil with evil and countering violence with violence is the most effective way to deal with the Black Witch Clan. Obviously, Zhang Qingfeng did it, and he did it to the extreme.

In the next few days, Zhang Qingfeng has been accompanying Yin Bing'er in the palace castle to heal his injuries.

With Zhang Qingfeng's care, Yin Bing'er recovered quickly, although it would take time to fully recover to her peak state, but at least the ghost spirit of the black prison did not leave her any sequelae, which made Zhang Qingfeng's heart completely relaxed.

Ten days later, Zhang Qingfeng issued a summoning order.

He ordered the tribal leaders of the Dark Witch Clan's Thousand Blades City to gather at the palace in five days, and he was to hold a summit of the hundred clans as a conqueror.

The magnates of the Black Witch Clan who got the news immediately exploded.

They gathered in secret, and you and I said a word, speculating about the purpose and consequences of this summit.

As the defeated side, the Dark Witch knows exactly what happens to the loser.

It is the most basic rule to bow down and let others slaughter, but the problem is that Zhang Qingfeng is full of only four people, and there is no large army of soldiers and horses into the city to cheer, just four people make millions of Black Witch people bow their heads and call their ministers, which is a bit shameless.

If you don't want to be a minister, then you have to be ready to resist, but you can discuss and discuss, the major leaders sadly found that all their resistance methods did not seem to be enough to kill Zhang Qingfeng and the four in Thousand Blades City, and even, it was likely to backfire and bring disaster to themselves.

The night before the summit, the clan leaders finally agreed.

Four words: wait and see.

On the morning of the fifteenth day, the palace hall of the Black Witch Clan was crowded with leaders and elders from various tribes.

Zhang Qingfeng had long heard that there were many tribes of the Black Witch Clan, and there were many forces, but he didn't expect it to be so much, this was just to gather the leaders of the tribal forces above the middle level who lived in the Thousand Blades City, if it was the entire Black Witch Clan, the number would at least ten times more.

Sitting on the throne in the middle of the main hall, Zhang Qingfeng's gaze swept over the thousands of Black Witch clan leaders below, and he couldn't help but smile.

"These little dwarfs are so afraid of death that they haven't even come to a decent leader. ”

The fat monk standing on the side also saw that most of the representatives of the major forces participating in the summit below were above and below the Five Realms, less than one-tenth of the Six Realms, and as for the masters of the Seven Realms, they were full of calculations, and they did not exceed the number of two hands, what kind of leader is this, in the tribe, at most it is a leader, and some are not even a leader.

Due to the special bloodline of the Black Witch Clan, an ordinary adult warrior has the combat effectiveness of the Four Realms, a medium family, not to mention more than a dozen masters of the Seven Realms, and a little stronger one has the strongest of the Eight Realms, in the Dark Witch Clan, where the strength is respected, the tribal leader is generally the number one master in the clan, these guys present today, not a single master of the Eight Realms, the major tribes are obviously afraid, for fear of fraud, and dare not show up in person.

With a smile, the fat monk said: "If the eldest brother wants to kill them, do you have to wait until now? These guys seem to be really frightened, do you want to let them go back and call the real person in charge?"

Zhang Qingfeng shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, if you don't come, you won't come, this is also expected, let's start." ”

The fat monk agreed, and his loud voice sounded: "Quiet!"

The fat monk used the lingua franca of the mainland, which most of the tribal representatives in the hall could not understand, but this did not have any effect, because as soon as his voice fell, a young child's voice translated it into the language of the Black Witch Clan.

Hearing the voice, the representatives of the Black Witch Clan below noticed that under Zhang Qingfeng's feet, there was a little white tiger lying on his stomach, and the sound was made by it.

After seeing that everyone was quiet, Zhang Qingfeng spoke: "I know that you have had a very bad time in the past few days, even if you are standing in the main hall now, you are very nervous in your heart, for fear that I will be angry and destroy you all, indeed, to kill you, for me, it is not much more troublesome than pinching an ant to death, and your tribe sent you to participate in this summit, you should be ready to collect the corpse for you, am I right?"

As soon as these words came out, the thousands of representatives of the Black Witch Clan suddenly changed their faces.

Zhang Qingfeng is right, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, they didn't plan to go back alive when they participated in the summit this time, in the history of the Black Witch Clan, it is not uncommon for this kind of conqueror to use the summit to kill the loser, the Terran and the Black Witch Clan are feuds, if Zhang Qingfeng does not take the opportunity to suppress the arrogance of the Black Witch Clan, it will be abnormal, so this group of guys who were sent as cannon fodder, many of them were soaked with sweat before entering the door.

No one responded, but the look on their faces said it all.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, and I won't force you to betray the tribe or the forces behind you, I called you here today, there are two purposes, the first is to get to know the leaders of the major tribes, however, this wish seems to have failed, there should be few leaders or elders present who really control the fate of a tribe, but it's nothing, after you go back today, bring my words back, it's okay." ”

Sighs suddenly erupted in the main hall, and the expressions on the faces of thousands of representatives of the Black Witch Clan were obviously relaxed, some lifted the sleeves of their robes to wipe the cold sweat on their foreheads, and some patted their chests with a false alarm. As long as they don't have to die, they have nothing to worry about.

"The second purpose is to say goodbye to you. ”

Zhang Qingfeng continued: "This time I took the liberty to come to the noble territory, originally just to find the whereabouts of a few friends, but because of some unexpected changes, it was not pleasant to have trouble with the nobles, you have also seen the battle in the past three months, many people have died, but I am still alive, and the person I am looking for has also been found, so we have to leave." ”

"Let's go?"

Everyone looked at each other, a little unable to believe their ears.

"Before leaving, I want to explain one thing, and I also want to leave you with a new emperor who can negotiate on an equal footing on behalf of the Dark Witch and the Terrans, and I hope that when you return, you can convey my words to your elder group or chieftain, come out, Brother Gegemu. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Qingfeng turned his head to look behind the screen on the left, and an old man of the Black Witch Clan with a white beard and hair walked out from behind.