A stone raised a thousand ripples.
Uncle Zhao's two simple words were decisive and straightforward. Like a sharp blade of light, it sliced everyone's throats. Not only could they not speak, but even breathing became difficult.
The temperature in the main hall dropped drastically. It was like a giant mountain was pressing down on their heads, making it hard for everyone to breathe.
Facing Uncle Zhao's decisive answer, the Zhao Clan Leader found it hard to control himself. His face was dark like water and he looked like a beast that was about to go berserk, giving off a feeling of extreme danger.
However, Uncle Zhao remained unmoving like a mountain. Like a pine tree, no matter how the wind blew, he refused to bend.
"Zhao Mo, looks like I shouldn't beat around the bush with you."
After a long while, the Zhao Clan Leader finally regained his calmness. It was just that his voice was like the cold wind from hell, freezing everyone's soul.
Uncle Zhao calmly stared at the Zhao Clan Leader. His eyes were like a bottomless abyss and no flaws could be seen. "You should have done this a long time ago. Why are you putting on an act here? "
"You!"
The Zhao Clan Leader's eyes were cold. He found it hard to control his Qi and it gushed out like a giant wave. Although he quickly restrained himself, it was still possible to see his abnormally powerful strength.
"How dare you, Zhao Mo! How dare you speak to the Clan Leader in such a manner! "
"If it wasn't for the fact that you are a direct descendant of the Zhao Clan, what you just said is enough for you to die a thousand times!"
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All the elders' eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as they fought to stand up and scold Uncle Zhao. They looked like a bunch of loyal dogs that were clenching their teeth after seeing their master being insulted.
Of course, not all the elders were like that. The three elders on the right had their eyes half opened and half closed. They appeared listless and uninterested, as if they didn't care about what was happening.
The scene was a little out of control. The first elder on the right finally opened his eyes. His murky gaze was like a sharp sword that pierced right at Uncle Zhao.
"Silence."
The old and feeble voice contained boundless magic.
All the other elders seemed to have been mute and couldn't speak at all.
"Zhao Mo, hand over the thing."
The old man's voice was hoarse as if he would stop breathing if he spoke. However, his words carried an overbearing and domineering tone that could not be refused.
Uncle Zhao couldn't help but frown. "What, you finally can't hold it in anymore?"
Uncle Zhao didn't reveal the slightest fear, and from the beginning until the end, his face carried a wisp of calmness as if he'd seen through life and death.
"Zhao Mo, even if you don't think for yourself. You should also consider the thousands of lives of the Zhao Family. "
The second old man on the right spoke. Compared to the first old man, his voice was much softer. It was just that the subtle persuasion seemed to be standing on the moral high ground and criticizing Uncle Zhao.
Hearing this, Uncle Zhao could not help but sneer. Then, for the first time, he revealed a mocking expression and asked in reply, "What do the thousands of lives of the Zhao Clan have to do with me?"
"Zhao Mo! Don't forget! You are also a member of the Zhao Family! What flows in your body is my Zhao Family's blood! "
The fourth elder from the left couldn't help but stand up again. He pointed at Uncle Zhao and roared, "Zhao Jiasheng, you're the one who raised you! How dare you disregard the interests of your family? Don't forget, everything you have was given to you by the Zhao Clan! "
Uncle Zhao raised his eyebrows and stared coldly at the other person. He said leisurely, "Who do you think you are? When I left the Zhao Family, I don't remember a person named you. "
"You!"
The arrogance and anger on the person's face suddenly turned into incomparable awkwardness. His throat seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't say a word.
Zhao Family Head stood up. His entire person was like a ghost, floating in front of Uncle Zhao in an instant.
Looking at Uncle Zhao's calm gaze, a hint of sadness flashed across Zhao Family Head's eyes. "Brother Mo, it's been a hundred years. Could it be that you still can't walk out from what happened back then? Could it be that you really have the heart to watch the family that gave birth to you and raised you be wiped out by others? Could it be that you would rather keep that useless thing by your side as trash than take it out to save the family from danger? "
Uncle Zhao looked at Zhao Family Head indifferently. After a moment, he shook his head indifferently. "A hundred years pass by in the blink of an eye. What happened back then is imprinted in my heart. It's impossible to forget it! Moreover, that thing doesn't belong to me, and it definitely doesn't belong to you! "
Zhao Family Head's brows furrowed, and a hint of coldness flashed across his tiny eyes. "I really didn't expect that you're as stubborn as before. Looks like today, I might have to use some tricks to make you hand over the thing. "
All of a sudden, Zhao Family Head turned his gaze towards Qin Yi who was behind Uncle Zhao. That gaze was like a cheetah staring at its prey, eerie and fierce.
Obviously, he called Qin Yi over together with him in order to use him to restrain Uncle Zhao.
But Qin Yi wasn't afraid either. He actually directly met Zhao Family Head's eerie gaze and looked him in the eye.
His fearless appearance caused Zhao Family Head to be slightly taken aback.
The one standing in front of him was clearly a youth who was still wet behind his ears. But the indifferent aura that the other party displayed was like a basin of cold water, directly splashing onto the blazing fire that was burning in Zhao Family Head's heart.
"Men, take this child down."
Zhao Family Head turned around indifferently and lightly issued an order. All of a sudden, hundreds of fully armed guards rushed out from all four corners of the spacious main hall.
They were expressionless and only knew to obey Zhao Family Head's orders as they rushed towards Qin Yi at lightning speed.
Qin Yi wasn't afraid in the slightest. In the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint, a long sword already appeared in his hand. The dense cold air was like a violent wave, sweeping out in all directions.
"Go!"
Zhao Family Head waved his hand and ordered indifferently.
Hundreds of Zhao Family guards, wrapped in dense killing intent, were like numerous arrows that left the bow as they flew towards Qin Yi.
Qin Yi was expressionless as he faced the guards that were rushing over. Instead of retreating, he advanced and flew up.
Swoosh!
A streak of cold light that was like a new moon floated out from the tip of the sword.
The cold light skyrocketed in the air and slashed forward. This sword was simple and unremarkable, but it was like a magnificent army with thousands of horses and men, carrying a vast imposing manner as it pushed forward.
In just a blink of an eye, in the direction that Qin Yi was facing, dozens of people fell.
Moreover, Qin Yi didn't stop to rest at all. One sword after another, he slashed rapidly in all directions. Suddenly, the entire main hall was filled with sword qi, and the sword qi formed a giant net, wrapping all the guards that were besieging Qin Yi within it.
Ah!
The originally quiet main hall was instantly drowned out by screams that rose and fell one after another. Everyone who was hit by Qin Yi's sword qi had the surface of the wound covered with frost, and the blood couldn't flow out. Otherwise, this dense bloody smell would probably make people nauseous.
Qin Yi spat out a mouthful of impure air, put down the Seven Kill Sword, and looked at Zhao Family Head calmly again.
Zhao Family Head frowned, and his gloomy face seemed to be covered with frost as if it was swept by Qin Yi's Seven Kill Sword qi.
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