Tang Zichen said: "in that case, you can do whatever you want."
"Patriarch, kill him. I think he is very upset." A Mahayana man pointed to Tang Zichen and said.
"Yes, patriarch, he was sent by Moqing. His tone is so arrogant. It must be Moqing who made him so arrogant. Anyway, we have long wanted to have a showdown. The reason why we do this is that we are afraid that other Xiuxian families will rebel one after another and bring us trouble."
Mi Feng snorted: "this Tang Zichen is just a small man. What's the point of killing him? Let him bring me a message. Tang Zichen, you listen to me, you go back to tell Moqing, if he honestly accept my negotiation terms, then, he can continue to be his emperor. My condition is that the imperial palace of the Mohist Dynasty should be divided into half as the cultivation cave of our family. Move to the second corner of jiumo palace and ask him to come out of the bed. In this way, I can let him continue to be the emperor, otherwise, don't blame me. Well, you can go away. "
Tang Zichen laughed.
This Mi Feng, some ideas are similar to Tang Zichen, Tang Zichen also thought about sleeping in that 95% bed.
Tang Zichen said: "Mifeng, don't be paranoid. It's impossible for changhuang to agree to your terms."
"If you don't agree, I'll let him die."
Tang Zichen said: "unfortunately, it was you Michaelis who perished first."
"You want to die." Mifengton's one shot.
Tang Zichen has been ready for a long time.
The purpose of Tang Zichen's coming here this time is to find out the intention of the MI family. If they really want to usurp the throne, Tang Zichen will kill the Banxian of their family.
Tang Zichen rose to the sky.
"Boom." The roof overturned.
Mifeng didn't pay attention to Tang Zichen at all. He could stab Tang Zichen to death with a finger.
Therefore, if Mifeng really poked a finger at Tang Zichen, if he didn't expect, Tang Zichen would be stabbed by his finger in the blink of an eye.
Tang Zichen clearly felt the power of Mifeng finger, which was clearer than anything else. Tang Zichen felt that there was a breath of death in that finger. After all, Tang Zichen is a first-class bandit. He has a natural weakness in the realm. Before Tang Zichen counterattacks, any action of Mifeng will kill him.
Tang Zichen did not hesitate. His twelve sword array had already moved with his mind. At the moment when his twelve simple flying swords appeared on his head, Tang Zichen's momentum suddenly changed greatly.
Of course, Tang Zichen's momentum did not come from himself, but from the twelve flying swords.
"Ah." Feeling the powerful momentum of the twelve flying swords, Mifeng was stunned. However, he did not stop his attack and poked his finger at Tang Zichen.
"The second set of twelve sword array, one cut the setting sun." Tang Zichen's twelve flying swords suddenly cooperated with each other to form a small magnetic field, that is, the array.
The flash of light and flint.
"Hiss." Mi Feng's finger was cut off by Tang Zichen, like the setting sun.
"Ah." I thought that MI Feng, who could stab Tang Zichen to death, was stupid at this moment.
"Two chop the setting sun." At the moment of MI Feng's stupidity, Tang Zichen cut off with another sword.
The next second, half of Mifeng's body, from his left shoulder to his right waist, was slashed obliquely by Tang Zichen.
Mifengdun wanted to escape. Although his body was cut off in half, his head was not dead, and Yuan Ying would not be hurt. Although mifengdun could not figure out why Tang Zichen's sword was so strong, he was not in the mood to think about it. It was important to protect his life. He has reached the stage of ransacking. He never wants his body destroyed. Although he can take away his body, it is not original. For ransacking, the danger is many times greater.
"Well, I want to escape." Tang Zichen showed a sneer.
"Cut the setting sun again." Tang Zichen's sword cuts from the back. This sword is not called a sword, but two flying swords cross each other.
"Whew, whew."
Suddenly, the power doubled. The next second, Mifeng's body was cut into several pieces, and his Yuanying also escaped in time.
"Don't come here, or I'll blow myself up," the boy yelled
Mifeng looks at Tang Zichen in fear.
At this moment, all the people of the MI family on the ground are silly. Their proud patriarch, who has reached the level of five, is beaten by Tang Zichen in two or three moves. He has to be threatened by Yuanying's self explosion.
Tang Zichen said with a sneer: "blast, you blast it for me."
"Don't push me. I'll explode." Mi Feng's Yuanying roars.
Because it's time to go through the robbery, Mifeng's Yuanying no longer looks like a baby, but a Golden Shadow of a child about six or seven years old. At the beginning, Yuanying looked like a baby. As her strength became stronger, Yuanying became bigger and bigger. By the end of the robbery period, Yuanying had reached the age of six or seven.The twelve flying swords on his head revolved again.
"No, No." Mifeng roared.
Tang Zichen snorted: "if you want to explode, just explode. Don't talk so much nonsense. If you don't dare to explode, just say it. Don't threaten me with things you don't dare to do."
"Plop." Mi Feng's Yuan Ying knelt down and cried: "Tang Zichen, master Tang, grandfather Tang, please forgive me, wuwuwu."
Tang Zichen said, "just now I'm not clamoring to explode."
"Wuwuwuwu, grandfather Tang, I dare not explode. I dare not explode."
"It's really rubbish. Now I'm yelling at my grandfather. Where's the arrogance? Don't you want to usurp the throne? Do you want to sleep in the ninth five year old bed? Just like you, you deserve it?"
"Wuwuwu, grandfather Tang, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. I shouldn't be mean to changhuang. I'm sorry for the cultivation of my family by the ancestors of Mohist Dynasty. I'm sorry for changhuang, wuwuwu." Mifeng was like a great thinker, slapping himself in the face.
Tang Zichen put away the twelve sword array and said, "it doesn't matter to me whether you die or not. This time, it depends on your attitude. I'll forgive you."
"Thank you. Thank you for saving your life." Mifeng did not care about the eyes of so many people on the ground. After all, compared with life, everything was a floating cloud.
Tang Zichen said, "it's getting late today. Come with me to the Mohist imperial city tomorrow and make amends to the Emperor himself. If the emperor doesn't forgive you, you'll ask for your own happiness."
"Yes, granddad Tang. I hope that granddad Tang will help me to speak well in front of your majesty." Mi Feng cried.
"It's no good saying to do evil by yourself. Please ask for your own happiness. Well, I've been here so long that I haven't even had a sip of tea. If I don't give orders, I'll have a good reception tonight. " Tang Zichen ordered.
"Yes, yes."
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