Chief don't slap in the face

Xia Qian was in a hurry, and held the hilt of the sword with one hand: "Great Prophet, uncles and uncles, do you allow him to insult the chief patriarch like this?"

Xia Ye curled his lips, and his divine sense moved!

Swish!

Tai'a got out of the sheath, and it turned into nine golden lights in an instant, shooting directly at Xia Qian.

Xia Qian is just an incompetent heir, and he came here this time to show his face in front of his father and gain a sense of presence. Maybe he will be able to get a good job in the future. Facing Xia Ye's Tai Afuwei, He didn't even react.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The sword light whistling, cut off Xia Qian's limbs, and blood suddenly appeared.

Ah!

Xia Qian yelled and fell to the ground. His hands and feet were all broken and scattered on the ground.

Choking!Choking!

The high-level people were shocked, and there was a sound of drawing swords. No one thought that Xia Ye really dared to do it.

Xia Ye, on the other hand, was content and fearless, with one hand behind his back, his eyes staring blankly, sweeping all around.

"Call me arrogant? If this was Chaoge, you would have died long ago."

Nine streaks of golden light floated behind Xia Ye, and then merged into one, and inserted them into the scabbard with a swipe.

Xiao Siguo somersaulted and landed on the ground, Ju Que swung it, and a sword qi howled, drawing a half-meter-deep cut on the floor.

"Want to fight? Come on, I'll accompany you!"

Xiao Siguo hooked her fingers towards the guys who were the most yelling.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient."

Wei Ziluo jumped out: "Think about it, everyone. If your father was killed by someone, he wouldn't be able to rest in the ground. Are you angry?"

"nonsense!"

The senior executives thought, of course they were angry, they understood Xia Ye's anger, but they couldn't stand being slapped in the face.

"It's really troublesome. If you want me to say unite several tribes and destroy the city, forget it."

Friday clamor.

"Young patriarch, if we Chaoge are willing to use papermaking skills, how many troops are you willing to send?"

Ghost Master asked sullenly.

"Really?"

Wei Ziluo was overjoyed, and immediately looked at Xia Ye.

Hearing this exchange, the hearts of all the high-level leaders suddenly jumped. They have already seen Chaoge Xiazhi. This is definitely a great invention that changes the world, and it is invaluable.

"If it's not enough, I'll add the icing recipe!"

Xia Ye threatened that the centipede would be dead but not stiff. With Chao Ge's current strength, he would not be able to destroy Xia on his own. Even if he did, other tribes would take advantage of it.

"Wait, I have something to say!"

Xia Yunzhi persuaded: "I still don't dare to come quickly and carry him away."

The high-level people stopped talking and started pretending to be dead ghosts. Sugar frost is now a nobleman among the tribes. It is a well-known luxury, and that is the only dessert besides honey.

"Since the Xia family doesn't want to hand it over, forget it, we'll lead our troops to get it in person!"

Wei Ziluo knew that Xia Ye was threatening others, but Tang Shuang was in front of him, he still couldn't help but be moved.

"Is it amazing to know how to make candy?"

A young man, high-spirited, could not bear such humiliation.

"Sorry, being able to make candy is amazing!"

Looking back on Friday, he told Ghost Master: "In the future, I will sell the icing all over the world, but I just won't give it to Xia Cheng!"

The young man was choked and uncomfortable. He wanted to find some helpers, but when he looked left and right, everyone's expressions were not very good, and they avoided his gaze.

"Thinking about it carefully, the unlucky one is Xia Ji's family. Everyone is safe and well."

"That's right, this kind of revenge for killing your father is irreconcilable, so you have to let him vent it?"

"It's all Xia Ji's fault!"

The high-level leaders of the Great Prophet have already compromised and started to blame Xia Ji.

Seeing that these people stopped talking, Master Gui sneered, and pointed to Xia Qian whose limbs had been cut off: "Don't carry this guy away, heal him first, and then carry him to the Tower of Glory later, and kowtow Admit your mistake!"

These words were extremely arrogant, but seeing that Xia Yunzhi didn't speak up, the higher-ups also stopped talking.

Xia Bei vomited blood angrily, but fell silent, not knowing what else to think?

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became weird. Some high-level executives saw that Xia Ji's family was over, and began to think about retreating.

The onlookers didn't have so many thoughts, they were just stunned by the scene in front of them, are you kidding?A young man who came out of a slum, actually abolished Xia Qian?

"Even if Xia Qian is not favored, he is still Xia Ji's son!"

"What is a son? I'm still curled up in a cage like a dog!"

"Why doesn't the Great Prophet care?"

The civilians were chattering, but there was no room for them to talk about this kind of thing.

Two hundred female warriors were mobilized, most of them were at the hero level. This combat power naturally turned half of Xia City upside down.

Xia Ji's mansion is in the north of the city, and it is the most luxurious building complex. As for the defensive strength, it can only be so-so. After all, as the patriarch, his family never dreamed that anyone would dare to attack here in broad daylight.

"Let's go!"

Xia Ye took the lead and walked towards the Tower of Glory, as if he was the master here.

"What's there?"

Song Guo set up an arbor and asked a question.

"The Temple of the Ancestors!"