Chapter 39: Thunder Means

In today's situation, it can still turn the clouds and rain, and Dongguo Bei is worthy of being one of the four sons of Dongguo.

"Hahahaha......" screamed through the clouds.

Meng Lang stepped on the ground, leaving deep footprints with every step, and walked step by step towards Dongguo Bei, the son of the big clan.

"Kill him, kill him ......"

"Young Sect Master, kill him, this arrogant man, kill ......"

"Kill him, kill him, in order to lift the shame of the Dongguo clan and my Meng clan......"

The crowd was excited.

The clansmen of the Meng clan were furious, they were originally watching the majestic and heroic appearance of the sect master, but they were suddenly disgraced by the sudden appearance of several foreigners, making them discouraged, so that the sect master ceremony could not be carried out normally.

Only by killing can the people be angry.

Dong Guobei looked at Meng Lang who was coming step by step, every step made him collapse a point, and every step made his last luck come to naught.

That invisible force was affecting his mind and even his soul.

"No!"

Dong Guo Bei roared wildly, and an amazing force burst out, a force that belonged to the late stage of the spirit general.

"Meng Lang, you don't want *me, if you are* me, even if I can't kill you, these people of yours will be buried for me," Dongguo Bei's eyes showed madness, he wanted to make a desperate bet to kill the Meng clan, "Besides, if I die, your clan will attract the monstrous anger of my Dongguo clan, if I die, your clan will die!"

Meng Lang stopped and said slightly: "Yes, you still don't beg for mercy, you are threatening me, how can I, Meng Lang, be threatened!"

"Northbound Sword - Rain!"

Dongguo Bei is by no means easy to match, knowing that things can't be helped, the long sword dances, and the sword rain flies separately, turning into raindrops and killing in all directions.

"Er, look for death!"

Meng Lang stopped, just because he was afraid that Dongguo Beigou would jump off the wall in a hurry and be angry with the Meng clan, but he didn't expect that the north end of Dongguo was decisive, and when he saw that he was difficult to live, he really killed the Meng clan.

Those clansmen, the highest strength is only in the late stage of the spirit master, and most of them are in the spirit master realm.

A drop of sword rain can kill a person.

A hundred long swords burst out, turning into an astonishing torrent, sweeping up, like an upside-down wave, from the ground to the air, catching those sword rains one by one, not letting a drop of sword rain fall on the Meng clan.

Ding, ding!

The jingle is endless.

"Hahaha...... Montessori Pediatric ...... Can you completely isolate my sword rain!"

"Ah~!"

The screams rang out again and again.

Many drops of sword rain fell on the body of the Meng clan, and they were injured if they were not killed.

"It's not good, so much sword rain, I can't completely block it, if there is a slight difference, the clansmen will be affected, then desperately, kill him," Meng Lang's face was cold, "Sword!"

Suddenly, I felt that the void trembled, and a hundred long swords gathered as if they had heard an order, forming a shocking sword in the blink of an eye.

The black sword turned into a shocking power, falling from the sky, and slashing directly at the crazy Dongguo Bei.

Burst!

It's like chopping melons and vegetables.

Dong Guo Bei's unwilling eyes burst out, and a big head fell to the ground, and Dong Guo Bei, one of the four sons of the powerful Dong Guo clan, actually died in the territory of a Meng clan that was still a small clan in their opinion.

The soul has nowhere to go.

The elders under the main hall, when the heads of Dongguo Bei fell to the ground, a wave of ecstasy surged into their hearts, and a sense of strength that had never been felt before made them forget.

"Alas!" the wind sighed faintly, with a hint of worry on her brow.

"Do you think the same way?" the sixth elder asked after glancing at Feng Qinghua.

"Dong Guo Clan, we can't fight yet!"

"Well, we have to discuss countermeasures......

Feng Qinghua and the six elders had the same thoughts, knowing that they would face the thunder and fury of the Dongguo clan next, and if they didn't do it well, they would die.

"Long live the Sect Master!"

"The Sect Master is majestic!"

"The Great Sect Master will lead us to glory!"

When the Meng clan saw that the fierce wave had killed three Spirit General Realm masters in a row, they immediately cheered.

Meng Lang withdrew the black actinide long sword, turned his head to look at Meng Yunding who was standing in the crowd, and said sharply: "Meng Yunding, are you guilty?"

The noisy clansmen quieted down amid Meng Lang's roar and looked at Meng Yunfeng angrily.

"Boom!"

Meng Yunding fell to his knees and fell to the ground, his face as earthy as earth. Another person was also dead-faced, and that was Mene.

"Grandpa, why are you doing this, why?"

Mene has been taken care of by his grandfather since he was a child, and his talent and intelligence are the lifeblood of his grandfather, but it is a pity that he ......

"Meng Yunfeng, as the acting sect master, not only did you not think about the future of the clan, but instead betrayed the clan with your own selfish interests, colluded with foreign clans, and committed a catastrophe, you deserve to die!" Meng Lang was furious, his family was almost plotted by Meng Yunfeng, how could this revenge not be avenged.

"Sect Master, Rao ...... Spare...... "Meng Yunfeng knew that he had no hope anymore, so he began to beg for mercy.

"Humph!"

The cold snort fell in Meng Yunfeng's ears, as if he had been sentenced to death, and immediately, Meng Yunfeng collapsed to the ground.

"You, unforgivable!"

Meng Lang struck out with a palm, and landed on Meng Yunfeng's body that had lost his fighting spirit, and he heard the sound of bones breaking, like fried beans, and blood spurted out like feather arrows.

"It's dead, the invincible Meng Yunfeng is dead!"

"It's really dead,......

"Who told him to plot to betray the clan and frame the sect master's family, he deserves it!" Meng Lang slowly withdrew his palm and said gloomily: "Meng Yunfeng, you committed a heinous crime, and you should have been put to death, but, for the sake of you, there are still many children in your vein, those children are all good sons of my Meng family, I have abolished your atrium, and from now on you will be a mortal, and you will spend the rest of your life in the mansion quietly!"

"Multi-...... Thank you......" Meng Yunfeng said with difficulty.

A figure flashed out, landed beside Meng Yunfeng, knelt on the ground, and said, "Thank you, Sect Master, Grandpa, thank you......

"Mene, your grandfather won't die today, that's because there are descendants like you, your grandfather should be content, you take him back!"

"Yes......" Meng Ne gratefully picked up Meng Yunfeng's weak body, turned into a bolt of lightning and left.

"It turns out that the sect master is so wise, that is, he punished Meng Yunfeng, and also gathered the hearts of my Meng clan, the sect master is too wise......"

"That's true, I thought the sect master was really a killer......"

For a time, Meng Lang was so mythical in the hearts of the Meng clan, and the Holy Spirit should not be offended.

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In the main hall, only Feng Qinghua and the six elders remained, and Meng Lang and the three of them.

"Sect Master," the sixth elder lowered his eyes, he admired the sixteen-year-old young sect master in front of him, not only was his strength extremely strong, but he was also well-organized, "Sect Master, the spirit generals who killed the three Dongguo clans today will never give up, and they will definitely ask for their guilt." ”

"Sixth Elder, you have the most comprehensive understanding of the strength of other tribes near my clan, in your opinion, what should we do?"

"Sect Master, if my clan fights hard with the Dongguo clan, there is no chance of winning!"

Meng Lang nodded slightly, and dispatched three Spirit General Realm masters at once, and even this Dongguo Clan should not be underestimated.

"That's right, that's good, Sixth Elder, you immediately send someone to collect the movements of the Dongguo Clan, as for what to do next, give me a day to think. ”

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The Great Hall, including the nearby manor, belonged to the Lord's residence.

After all the clansmen left, Meng Lang looked at his mother and said slowly, "Mother, am I wrong?"

"Kid, you're not wrong, those three should be killed, it's just that we are indeed not the opponents of the Dongguo Clan!" Feng Qinghua was also worried, she knew the Dongguo Clan better than Meng Lang.

The Dongguo clan is one of the ten major tribes under the jurisdiction of Dongwu City.

It is more than a grade higher than a tribe like the Meng clan.

If it weren't for the Meng clan being on the periphery, it would have been conquered or taken as vassals by those powerful tribes.

"Could it be that the Shahe clan, which we pay tribute every year, won't care about us?"

The Meng clan, although it was not accepted as a vassal by any tribe, in order to stabilize its position, it also paid a certain amount of money to the Shahe clan, one of the ten major tribes in Dongwu City, every year, and was protected by them when needed.

"No," Feng Qinghua shook her head, she knew that the clans were connected and horizontal, and this was how the Wind Clan, which had infinite scenery, was destroyed, "Child, it is better to rely on others than on yourself!"

"Yes, mother,......" Meng Lang took a deep breath.

It is better to rely on others than on yourself.

This is the unbreakable truth!

When Meng Lang killed Dongguo Bei, he knew that he and his tribe had no way to retreat, and they could only fight to the death to get a chance to survive.

Feng Qinghua frowned and said, "However, kid, we can still give it a try." ”

"Give it a try, what is it?" Meng Lang asked.

The life and death of the tribe is in the line.

In Meng Lang's judgment, if nothing happens, the army of the Dongguo clan will arrive in half a month, and at that time, it will be the time for the clan to survive or be destroyed.

"Well, you come with me......"

Feng Qinghua led Meng Lang towards her residence.

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The Dongguo family, thousands of miles away, is peaceful and quiet.

The clansmen of the tribe do their thing in an orderly manner, and the layer does not change, which is the advantage of being in a large tribe, and life is peaceful and comfortable.

In the most prosperous place of the Dongguo clan, a mansion is extremely large, which is the residence of the patriarch of the Dongguo clan.

"What, Bei'er died?" An old man, not angry and arrogant, looked down at several people in His Highness.

"Patriarch, exactly, this is the news from the Clan Mansion Destiny Temple, Dongguo Bei's Destiny Soul Card is destroyed, and he is naturally dead!"

"Impossible, Bei'er went to the border land on my order, and the small tribe Meng clan went to preside over the affairs, how could it be dangerous?" The old man Huo Di stood up, and an astonishing majesty spread out, so that the few people below couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Patriarch...... Patriarch, it's really ......"

"Check, hurry up and find out for me, which of the ten major tribes in Dongwu City ate the courage of the ambitious leopard and dared to kill my Bei'er......"

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