Monarch of Evernight: The 306 show begins
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Elder Song Xiuwen's strength is actually not that bad. His level 14 Force cultivation level is considered average among the elders. In terms of strength on paper, most of the backbone members of the general family are also in this level range. Moreover, he has been at the fourteenth level for twenty years, which according to the Song clan's point of view, is called rich experience.
In Song Xiuwen's self-bragging, he always claimed that he could survive one or two moves even against a divine general, and that all subordinate divine generals had the ability to escape. As for the strong ones of the same level, he has defeated one or two, and his basic winning rate is 100%. After all, there are too few things that require Elder Song to do it himself. If there is a need, most of them hire people to do the work.
Slowly, Song Xiuwen began to believe this, and even the people who listened to him believed half of it. The cultivation level of other elders is about the same as that of Song Xiuwen, and some are even worse than him. Song Xiuwen felt that he was invincible at the same level. Naturally what the other elders were thinking was: "I am no worse than you in any way. You are invincible at the same level. How can I defeat you?"
If the inner world of the elders of the Song clan is integrated, then in this world, at the level of the same era as them, the Song clan is probably the top group in the clan family in terms of military force, and is slightly worse than the Zhang clan. : The difference is better than Zhang Boqian.
Aren't the two clans of Zhao and Bai still in a state of indifference in terms of top-notch military power? The old ones are older than them, and they may end their lives at some time, and the younger ones are just brats. In terms of being the backbone in their prime, the Song Clan is better. As for the military achievements of the Song Dynasty clan, there are more than one or two who have made as much achievements as count Gu Xunbo. During the war, the probability of arms transportation and frontline outposts being stolen is the same. Those who ridicule the Song clan for not being popular are all narrow-minded people.
Qianye’s slap woke them up from their delusion. Some older elders were still confused: Why were they beaten away? Not so! Xiuwen has level 14 force power!
There was silence in the Presbyterian Church, and no one spoke for a while.
Qianye flexed his fingers and said calmly: "Is there any other elder who wants to give me advice? Do you think I don't know when you stand up to speak and hide in the crowd?"
An elder who had been standing in the corner stood out from the crowd. He was tall and upright, with bones like steel. It was Song Tu, the elder of Zhige Hall. He said in a deep voice: "Qianye, no matter how powerful you are, you still can't do it." Not to the point of being invincible! Song clan is not a place for you to act wild."
Song Zining next to him sighed and said, "Uncle Jiutang, are you also on the side of these people?"
Song Tu coughed slightly, his rough face turned red, and said: "Xiao Qi, we will talk about this later. Now you bring people to the elders meeting, it is wrong. As the elder of Zhi Ge Tang, naturally I can't just sit back and watch. Reason."
Song Zining's expression turned cold and said: "Can we talk about it later? When will we talk about it in the future, after the Song clan is completely overthrown? Uncle Jiutang, I respect your courage and righteousness. I didn't want to end up like this."
Song Tu was silent and said with a wry smile: "The clan has clan rules and the family has family laws. No matter what, the Presbyterian Church of the Song clan in Gaoling is not a place where outsiders can run wild. Zhige Hall's responsibility lies, why? Can you just sit back and watch?”
With Song Tu coming forward, the elders suddenly felt confident. Someone stood up immediately and said, "A Tu is right, that's the truth! Not to mention Qianye, even Xiao Qi, you don't count. The Song family, it’s a blessing for you to step into this manor, how dare you do anything wrong?”
Song Zining turned a deaf ear and just stared at Song Tu and said, "Uncle Jiutang, what did you say?"
Song Tu frowned and said in a deep voice, "What do you want me to do?"
"What do you think the head of the family did?"
Song Tu held his right palm behind his back and nodded slowly, "Okay, I am ill today and am resting in my room. I did not come to attend the elders' meeting."
After that, he left without looking back.
"Hmph! It's useless! Since he doesn't dare to take care of it, let me try your skills! Let me see how capable you are under such a famous name!"
A tall old man walked out from behind the crowd. It was Song Zhongcheng, the original elder of the Song clan. Qianye still recognizes him, and even remembers that during the Song clan exam, this old man attacked him regardless of his identity. If Song Tu hadn't stopped him and Mrs. Anguo had taken action, Qianye would have been seriously injured at that time.
Today, the two met again, again on this occasion.
Qianye looked at Song Zining and asked, "What should I do?"
Song Zining's eyes were indifferent, and he said in a low voice: "What else can I do? That slap of yours reminded me that sometimes when I act, I just look forward and backward, afraid of this and that. I have been forced into a desperate situation, and still Why do you care so much?"
Qianye smiled brightly and said, "I understand, are you going to beat me to death?"
Song Zining rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Don't really beat me to death!"
Qianye nodded and began to crack his knuckles.
The two of them were talking as if no one else was watching, just like the room was filled with clay and wood sculptures. Song Zhongcheng's anger was very serious. He raised his voice and shouted: "I want to see how you two juniors are going to beat me to death!"
He is one of the top warriors of the Song Dynasty, but he cannot cross the threshold of a divine general. He does not believe that he will lose at the hands of a child with a bad mouth.
Song Zining said: "You haven't had a fight with outsiders for a long time, right?"
Song Zhongcheng said solemnly: "So what?"
Song Zining nodded, turned to the elders, and said: "I think all the elders are like this too. They practice behind closed doors, count the levels, and feel that their combat power is not weak. In fact, Qianye's words are absolutely right, Compared with those who fight on the battlefield all year round, everyone here is rubbish!"
The expressions of all the elders changed. Before they could take action, Qianye let out a long laugh and took action brazenly!
Qianye took a step forward and when he landed, the entire elder hall shook. Then he punched Song Zhongcheng in the chest.
This punch was unremarkable, neither fast nor heavy, it just kept vibrating, as if there was something mysterious about it. Song Zhongcheng said he was tough, but after all, Qianye was too famous, so he didn't dare to be careless in his heart. He tried his best as soon as he made a move. He used all his original power, crossed his arms, and blocked Qianye's punch from the front.
As his fists and arms were clashing, an inexplicable smile appeared on Qianye's lips, and he suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound of thunder exploded all over his body eight times. With the blessing of the eight layers of Kaishan Jin, the ancient blood clan's strength turned into a boundless torrent. Instantly rushed into Song Zhongcheng's body!
In just an instant, Song Zhongcheng's arms and bones were shattered, and he was ejected backwards like a cannonball, hitting a big hole in the wall, and then penetrated three walls in a row until he rushed out of the entire courtyard where the side hall was located. Landed.
Until this moment, he just spurted out a mouthful of blood, blooming like a flower.
The elders were stunned for a moment, but Song Zining was furious: "Oh! You opened a hole again! I originally thought of blocking the door, but what should I do now?"
Many elders suddenly became confused. The seventh young master actually wanted to close the door and beat the dog. It turned out that he was also evil-minded.
Qianye chuckled and said, "I'm in charge here, just block the main entrance."
While he was talking, his hands were not idle. He took a step to the side, and a semicircular force shield appeared in front of him, shooting directly at more than ten elders!
With a muffled bang, half of the dozen or so elders flew out, while the remaining half also staggered back, and many of them vomited blood.
Qianye turned around, swept with his kick, and drew another crescent-shaped force blade, knocking away seven or eight elders. Fortunately, the edge of this force blade is blunt, otherwise someone would inevitably be cut in half.
Immediately Qianye bumped shoulders and elbows, and each blow was accompanied by a powerful force and a thick original shield. The elders felt as if they were being hit by a sledgehammer, or were trapped in an ancient bell. For a moment, they fell on their backs. With every punch and kick Qianye made, either several of them would fly up, or one of them would fall down.
When the fight started, Qianye’s body flashed with blood, and countless thin blood lines appeared!
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?!" Song Zining's voice became louder and louder.
Qianye then closed the blood line, and said a little embarrassedly: "I am happy to fight, instinct, instinctive reaction, haha, hahaha!"
"Ben Ben, you big-headed devil!" Song Zining pointed at Qianye's nose and yelled, "You are so happy, what am I going to do now?"
Qianye then realized that all the elders had turned into gourds, and no one could still stand. He was also a little embarrassed and said hurriedly: "It's okay, it's okay. Most of the people here must be pretending to be dead. Later, each person will be stabbed a few times to see who is pretending to be dead, and then they will be beaten again."
Song Zining snorted and said, "It's too troublesome. Forget it. Once you kill everyone, we can just demolish the house."
As he said that, he stamped his feet on the ground several times, and the whole hall immediately began to shake, and the shaking became more and more severe. In the blink of an eye, it collapsed amidst the howls of ghosts and wolves, burying all the elders underneath.
Qianye and Song Zining were of course the first to rush out. The elders also threw off the rubble and trees on their heads and emerged from the ruins. Some quickly turned back to dig through the rubble to help their close friends escape from the ruins. Climb out below. Take a closer look at the elders. Although they are disgraced and injured, they can still move, and most of them have flexible hands and feet. It seems that as Qianye said, many people are pretending to be dead.
At this time, it was obvious that the situation could no longer be solved with words. Many elders also risked their lives, and someone shouted: "This little thief is arrogant! The Supreme Elder must come to deal with them! Where is Mr. Lu? Why isn't he here?"
An elder next to him was a little embarrassed and reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Lu has a foreign surname after all. Although he is the supreme elder, our current elders' council meeting... it is not easy for him to participate, so he was not invited. You know."
The elder then understood. He shouted a few times and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Come here, someone is planning to assassinate the elder! Come here, arrest all the assassins!"
His voice was full of force and energy, and it spread throughout the garden in an instant. At this time, there were still many guests who had not left. They all rushed over after hearing the sound, and they arrived faster than the Song clan guards.
The guests who can stay in Lianxin Xiaozhu are all of high status. The servants of the Song Dynasty have been warned ten times and hundreds of times, and the appearance of each distinguished guest has been kept in mind. Now that they met, they turned out to be all distinguished. Not daring to stop him at all, he let them run over.
Many of the guests had very good eyesight, and they immediately pointed at Qianye, dumbfounded. The person who didn't know Qianye also had some guesses in his mind and hurriedly pulled the dazed person to ask. After some whispering, the latter suddenly realized and stared at Qianye, as if looking at a rare and rare treasure.
Some people were impatient and said: "How brave..."
The close friend next to him quickly grabbed him, hissed, and gently asked: "Be careful, Qianye can't move?"
The predecessors were shocked and humbly asked, "Why can't you move?"
The man looked distressed and reproached: "Have you never seen him take action? Haven't you heard of his achievements? This man is a fierce man. Even a **** general wants to touch him? Can he survive? It would be good to escape! Besides, I heard that this person is not involved with several big figures above, whether they are on one side or on both sides, it is better to avoid this kind of muddy water. Oh, I see you are usually pretty good. You are so smart, why are you so stupid now like an elder from the Song Dynasty?"
The predecessor hurriedly said: "Thank you for your advice! Alas, I don't know what's wrong with me recently. I always feel dizzy. Is it because the force increases too fast and the state is unstable? But don't worry, brother, no matter how stupid I am, I will not That would be stupid."
"Okay, let's not talk anymore, let's go to the theater and watch the theater!"
The two stood side by side, stretching their necks, as if they were ready to watch a good show. They had no idea whether it was inappropriate to do so as they were direct descendants of a high-class family.