"Release people, the elders of the Patriarchal Society have already said that you should release people, Zheng Ming, why don't you release people quickly!"

Shen An didn't say anything, but around him, most of the family heads of the Forty-Three Mansions opened their mouths. For a while, Zheng Ming was urged to let go of Xu Zihong's voice, which resounded in the sky again.

Xu Zihong was laughing, he felt that this time, it was really too dangerous. But anyway, he escaped death this time, and he escaped a step away from the ghost gate.

In this case, being able to get a way out of life is definitely something to celebrate.

"Hahaha, Ming Shao, you better let me go, hey, if you had released me earlier, where would there be such a thing?"

Zheng Ming looked at Xu Zihong, who was laughing in the sky, and did not say anything, but those who stood on the city wall and held the bones of their relatives in their hands were full of endless sadness in their expressions.

They didn't keep their children, which had filled their hearts with guilt and chagrin, and now, they finally saw the dawn of avenging their children, but they didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

Although they didn't know what the patriarchal meeting was, although they didn't know what the patriarchal assembly represented, the chubby, bear-like patriarchal elder's demeanor let them know one thing, that is, this patriarchal festival was definitely not easy to mess with.

Their hatred, don't think about it anymore.

"Girl, my mother failed to avenge you, you died so unjustly, my mother will go down to accompany you, you are lonely below!" A woman in her thirties suddenly raised her head to the sky and let out a mournful scream, and then jumped into the air and jumped under the city wall.

The walls of the Qingyu Mansion. There are more than 20 zhang high, not to mention an ordinary person, even if it is a thirteen-rank martial artist, if you want to jump off this city wall, it is a dead end.

Now, this one is scrawny. A woman who is powerless can only jump if she jumps.

Her death, in the eyes of those children of the family, has absolutely no value.

At the moment when the woman was about to land, Zheng Ming's body appeared below the woman like a ghost, and he waved his palm, an invisible force. And he lifted the woman up.

"It's too early for you to say you're dead!" Zheng Ming said to the woman: "Sister-in-law, you just wait slowly, and you will be able to see the situation of avenging your daughter later." ”

"Even if you want to die, you should laugh at Jiuquan, not die unjustly!"

As he spoke, Zheng Ming's body came to the front of the old man like a ghost. More than a dozen golden-armored warriors gathered around the old man saw Zheng Ming walking quickly. Immediately, they all drew their blades.

"Zheng Ming, what do you want to do? Could it be that you want to go against the Patriarchal Association?" The fat patriarch elder had a hint of dryness in his voice, but more of it was angry and yelled at Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming ignored those golden-armored martial artists, and still walked towards the chubby patriarch elder. The long swords were constantly drawn by the guards of the samurai, but they did not dare to do so.

"Patriarchal Dharma, something, I haven't heard of it. I will do my own way, and those who dare to stand in my way will die!"

At the moment when Zheng Ming finished saying this, there was finally a martial artist from the Sect Law Society who couldn't help but rush towards Zheng Ming. And at the moment when he took off and rushed towards Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming's hand drew out a six-edged heavy sword.

The six-edged heavy sword without any amplification, in Zheng Ming's hands, used a variety of residual moves!

This sword directly cut the patriarchal warrior in golden armor into two pieces from the middle. Blood was flying, and a drop even landed on the bridge of the fat nose of the elder of the sect, but no one noticed that the six-edged heavy sword actually absorbed a drop of blood.

The six-edged heavy sword is still decayed and dull, but its weight gives people a feeling of heaviness.

Now, even Zheng Ming, the master, didn't notice that the heavy sword in his hand had begun to absorb human blood.

A drop of blood was submerged in the six-edged heavy sword, and there was not a trace of waves.

"Zheng Ming, you really ...... Do you really want to be the enemy of our patriarchal society, and for your own selfish desires, let more people die under your misdeeds?"

Zheng Ming's eyes stared heavily at the short and fat old man, and his voice was extremely indifferent: "I only wish to have the sword in my hand and cut all the injustices!"

After saying this, his gaze fell on those Shen An and other children of the family, and then he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar!

"God blocks and kills gods, and demons block and kills demons!"

The eight words, almost like a roar, came out of Zheng Ming's mouth, like thunder, shaking Qingyu Mansion, Dingzhou, and even the boundless Qiankun.

If Zheng Ming started to take the Xu family, he was laying out, and if he led all the children of the family here, it was also for Liwei. So now, what he said is the truth from the bottom of his heart without any plan.

There is no exaggeration, no cover-up, and no planning!

This is the voice of his heart.

Although it was Zheng Ming's arrangement for those people to go to the city with the bones of their own children and convict Xu Zihong, Zheng Ming's heart trembled when the helplessness of these people was compared with the order of the Patriarchal Society.

He trembled at his arrangement, and he trembled at the helplessness of these parents, although Zheng Ming did not feel that he was a good person all along.

He felt that he could be more evil than the wicked, but he felt that the reason why people are human is because they still have a conscience.

It is precisely this conscience that makes his blood boiling! It is this part of his persistence that gives him the heroic spirit of God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha.

Soaring to the sky, fighting the sword in the world!

Ji Kongyou felt that her eyes were wet, and she had never felt this moment that an impulse appeared in the depths of her heart. At this moment, she wanted to rush to this figure, and at this moment, she wanted to hold this cute and hateful guy affectionately in her arms.

No, no, no, even then it is difficult to express her love for this guy, it is difficult to express her admiration for this person, it is difficult to express, it is difficult to express, her love for this person.

Yes, it's love, she almost wants to be like him, to the world, to confess her love for him.

It's just that this doesn't work, although he will definitely be able to roar at him, God blocks and kills God, and the devil blocks and kills demons, but how can he let him be surrounded by demons for himself.

The scorching sun is shining, the young man is like a mountain, the long sword is standing on the ground, and the pride is shining in the sky!

Such a scene is deeply imprinted in Ji Kongyou's heart, making her unforgettable!

The Black Demon Fox, Luo Yuanhao, and those Jinyi Guards who were originally mountain bandits, they all clenched their fists tightly, and many people's eyes were full of tears.

Silent, silent!

Finally, the chubby elder reacted, and he looked at the arrogant young man in front of him, first fear, then resentment.

"Catch him, wait for the children of the family to listen to the truth, no matter who it is, as long as you catch this traitor, the Patriarchal Law Council will raise his family grade by two levels!"

Two levels of family grade, this is simply a reward that can make people crazy, and in an instant, countless people looked into Zheng Ming's eyes, as if they saw the most valuable treasure in the world.

However, before they could rush out, the long sword in Zheng Ming's hand had already swung out quickly.

This sword is a flying immortal outside the sky!

Zheng Ming, who was holding a six-edged heavy sword, was like a red electric light, and he unleashed the Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky towards the fat elder who was more than ten zhang away from him.

The sword light is like practice, between the big opening and closing, it is difficult to resist.

The chubby elder is not a wine bag and rice bag, on the contrary, as an elder of the Sect Sect, he is still a five-rank martial artist.

At the moment when Zheng Ming's flying immortal outside the sky fell, he quickly waved his sleeves, and the layers of curtains converged into a cloud in the void.

And at the moment when the chubby elder made a move, those warriors who followed the chubby elder waved their golden swords in unison, gathering into a golden mountain in the void.

The shining gold mountain, the gold mountain with a radius of ten zhang!

This mountain of gold shrouded the head of the chubby elder, and for a while, it was equivalent to putting a shield on the head of the fat elder!

"Qianzhong Mountain, this is the Qianzhong Mountain of the Sect Law Society's Defense Formation!" Shen An looked at the golden mountain hanging above the elder's head, and said in a hurried voice.

Qianju Mountain, he always thought it was a legend, but now, what he saw told him that this Qianju Mountain was not a legend.

According to the records he had seen, Qianju Mountain was a defensive formation taught by the masters of the sect at the beginning of the establishment of the sect. Although the people who set up this formation were all ordinary martial artists, the Thousand Mountains Sword Formation they formed according to their respective positions and swordsmanship was ten times higher than their skills, and it was difficult to break through.

Back then, there was once a strong man who sneaked up on the leader of the Sect Dharma, and thousands of gold-armored warriors joined forces to cast the Thousand Mountains Formation, and on the top of the head of the Sect Sect, twenty-two golden mountains were placed.

The golden mountain, which was surrounded by one ring, not only blocked the attack of the first-grade powerhouse, but also grinded the first-grade powerhouse exhausted, and finally had to return with a feather.

Although, the samurai who now make up Senju Mountain are not the guards of the past, and the formation they organize is only one mountain.

However, Zheng Ming was also not a first-class powerhouse back then. You must know that the power of heaven and earth can be used by a strong person to split the mountain.

Zheng Ming's sword will definitely not be able to break through this thousand mountains!

Almost at the moment when Shen Anxin secretly encouraged the formation of the Thousand Heavy Mountain, the six-edged heavy sword in Zheng Ming's hand was already like a giant stick, smashing heavily on the top of the golden mountain. (To be continued.) )