Chapter 420: To the Clumsy Broken (Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation~~)

In the original plan, although he knew that there would be a fierce realm martial artist to save Mi Chu's life, he never preset the angle at which the fierce realm martial artist would blatantly attack Tang Luo.

Although Tang Sen was on standby from the beginning to escape into Jiang Lin's underground, his goal was originally to block Tang Luo's joint attack and wash the ground, and then stop the two and separate them when the Fierce Realm Martial Artist fled with Mi Chu.

It's just that Tang Qian's appearance was an accident, which made the Yan Spirit Realm organize martial artists to launch a joint attack to wash the ground, Mi Chu not only felt that he should escape, but also viciously wanted Mi Jing to launch a divine wood attack against Tang Luo.

If Tang Sen wasn't there, Tang Qian's barely condensed star-picking hand that had just released the Vermilion Bird Seal would not be able to block Shenmu's blow at all, which also meant that Tang Luo was likely to die.

So everyone else doesn't matter, but Mikage must die!

But how can Mihu agree to this kind of condition, in terms of the heritage of the two clans, it doesn't hurt to lose some money at all, billions of dollars are a lot of money for other families, but it's the same thing for Mi Clan.

But the Martial Sect is different, every Martial Sect is a strong person in the Fierce Realm, and it is the real backbone of the family, although everyone in the Martial Sect knows that no matter what the qualifications are, as long as they cultivate day after day and year after year, they can eventually break through the peak of transformation, and every martial artist who can achieve the unity of spiritual will can cast a divine soul and resist the Fierce Realm.

But how many people can really achieve the peak of metamorphosis and still cultivate for twenty years, after all, the peak of metamorphosis with the unity of spiritual will is already a class that is more than enough than the upper and lower levels, and has been cultivating for twenty years, so it should be enjoyed for a while.

Therefore, the warriors will always begin to establish their own forces after the peak of the transformation, after all, the years of waiting to break through the fierce realm are too long, and it is almost impossible to have children after the fierce realm.

And with a wife and children hot kang head, and a large number of martial artists in their hands, there are still a few people who are willing to work hard to practice martial arts, and the cultivation attitude of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days is almost doomed to be hopeless in this life, so every martial artist in the fierce realm is an incomparably precious wealth.

As soon as Tang Sen opened his mouth, it was Mijing's life, how could Mihu accept it.

But before he could refuse, Mi Shi Taishang Miyang was furious and said: "Arrogant! Opening your mouth is a fierce life, why are you!"

Mi Hu gave him a slightly calm look, he also knew that Mi Yang was in the pain of losing his great-grandson at this time, like a powder keg that would explode at a moment, but what he expressed was exactly what he wanted to say.

"Tang Shouzao, Mijing's whereabouts are unknown at this time, and his life and death are unknown. But he actually violated the rules of the two clans and made a move towards the juniors, this sect will definitely not tolerate it, but if he finds Mi Jing's whereabouts, he will be handed over to the Tang clan to deal with, what do you think?" Mi Hu said to Tang Sen very sincerely, as if once he got the news of Mi Jing, he would send people to the Tang clan.

Sometimes words are like this, even if he has the same thoughts in his heart as Miyang, the words he says are indeed so tactful.

The whereabouts are unknown, life and death are unknown, so they can't be escorted, once they get the news, they must be sent to the door as soon as possible, how real.

Just looking at the group of martial artists behind Mi Hu who hugged their chests and sneered, they knew that maybe Mi Jing had returned to the Mi Sect to recuperate at this moment and handed it over to the Tang Clan?

The intrigue of the family is like this, Tang Siyuan glanced at Mihu, smiled dumbly, and said secretly in his heart: "You, the patriarch, still know too little about the new first seat of the Tang family, and this statement is enough to prevaricate the first seat, but the style of this term is completely different." ”

The earth began to tremble, and gold spread from under Tang Sen's feet, which was the first answer to Mihu, and the hundred-foot-tall golden giant rose from the ground and stepped towards Mihu Miyang mercilessly.

The atmosphere of the negotiation that had just been peaceful suddenly became tense again, and more than fifty powerful and fierce realm spirits shook the entire space again, and the sharp and boundless golden spiritual power filled the entire southern sky with the golden and endless green spiritual power of the Tianbei Seal.

Two giant wood-like divine trees slammed into the golden giant's feet, piercing the giant's right leg and staining large swaths of golden rock into green crystals.

The golden giant with only one leg left stood firmly, and the earth spread golden again, and a large number of golden rocks reconstituted the golden giant's right leg, as if it was unharmed.

Mihu rose up in the void and asked in a cold voice at the golden giant, "What does this mean by the first one!?"

A voice came from the golden giant's face, which resembled Townsen: "Hand over Mijing, stop the battle!"

Listen to the gong and listen to the sound, listen to the words. Although Tang Sen was silent, he had already made the conditions extremely clear, and he only accepted one condition for an end to the war, that is, to hand over Mijing, otherwise the war would not end.

He is a warrior not a politician, he doesn't know how to achieve his goals through the exchange of interests, and he has always adhered to the simplest way to interact with all politicians, asking for what I want, accepting what I need, and fighting if I am not allowed!

Such a simple and crude way of dealing with it is secretly in line with the principle of clumsy victory and ingenuity, so in the past two years, the two martial artists of Tang Mi have always won more and lost less!

And Mihu, who faced such a rough response for the first time, his whole face froze, and he really couldn't understand how a person with only muscles in his head could sit in the position of the head of the Tang Clan.

But he came to Jianglin at this time to stop the war, if the war continues to escalate, the two clans will suffer unbearable tragic losses when the natural disaster comes.

Because a family of fierce realm martial artists is always a minority, and there are a large number of vassals and servants who are not enough in martial arts cultivation.

For them, the flood may even be a beautiful sight, but for others, the flood with countless floating objects is a terrible ghost that their family and children simply cannot bear.

"It's just a madman!" Mi Hu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he just wanted to stop the fight again but had a flash of inspiration, thinking that at most one day the Tang clan would get the news of the flood, as long as the battle was controlled within a certain range, at most one day the Tang clan would spontaneously cease fighting, and then in order to deal with natural disasters, how could the Tang clan have time to entangle compensation and accountability.

Thinking of this, Mihu estimated the time and turned his heart sideways.

However, if you fight for half a day, it may be more cost-effective than direct compensation!

"Since the first battle intent has not been extinguished, then the main sect will fight with you to see if the Jinyan battle body of the mighty Xiling is exaggerated!" Now that he has made up his mind, Mihu no longer hides himself, and the powerful fierce realm aura bursts out, and the Aoki Phantom fused with the endless bloody aura appears on the earth like a Shura Phantom.

The three heads and six arms were holding all kinds of bloody weapons, and although they were only a dozen feet tall, they fiercely attacked the golden giant.

Mihu is less than fifty years old, and he can sit on the position of sect leader at such an age, but he is not reliable!