Super Seminary: Start by making up the three seafood generals!

As Patriarch Wang Quan's voice fell, the hall fell silent for a moment.

After a long time, Wang Quanfugui's voice finally sounded.

"Kill her, I can't do it!"

Wang Quan Fugui shook his head, and while speaking, he pushed the Wang Quan Sword in front of him, and then added:

"Perhaps I am not qualified to unsheathe the sword. I am not a qualified swordsman."

Click!

As Wang Quanfugui's words fell, the sound of the throne's armrest being crushed was heard, and a look of disgrace flashed across the face of the patriarch on the throne, which then quickly turned into a raging rage.

"What are you talking about? Are you threatening me?"

"Just for this little witch, you actually stopped unsheathing your sword of royal power. How foolish! You are not worthy of being a descendant of the royal family, let alone wielding the sword of royal power!"

The Wangquan patriarch roared and stood up from the throne, his sleeves flying and his breathing rapid. It took him a long time to regain his composure.

But at this time, his patience had obviously been exhausted. He looked at Wang Quanfugui with indifference and issued an ultimatum.

"Considering that you are inexperienced and inexperienced, I will give you one last chance. If you draw your sword and kill her now, I will convince the tribe members to forgive the past. I will also suppress any additional dissenting voices!"

After clan leader Wang Quan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and a surge of magic power turned into a strong wind, which swept up the Wang Quan sword that had pushed Wang Quan Fugui in front of him and stabbed it fiercely next to the unconscious Su Xiaoli.

The slender sword was firmly inserted into the ground of the hall, making a "clang" sound.

At this time, Wang Quanfugui, who was kneeling on the ground, first glanced at the trembling Wang Quan sword, and then looked up at the person he once respected the most.

The two of them looked at each other, and Wang Quanfugui's expression became more determined, and his palm fell steadily on the hilt of Wang Quan's sword.

The next second, the cold light came out of the sheath, but the target of the Wang Quan sword was not Su Xiaoli as imagined by the Wang Quan clan leader, but the scabbard in front of Wang Quan Fugui.

"I'm sorry, Master!"

Wang Quanfugui, who had finally made up his mind at this time, said the last sentence with a sense of relief. He lowered his head and picked up the seriously injured and sleeping Su Xiaoli. He turned around and walked out of the hall with a determined look.

The heavy door was pushed open, and a ray of sunlight poured out, shining on Wang Quanfugui's face.

At this moment, Wang Quanfugui, who was hugging Su Xiaoli, felt unprecedented peace in his heart. He looked at the hundreds of Wang Quan's sons who were blocking the hall outside the gate, holding long swords.

Wang Quanfugui held Su Xiaoli in his arms and walked out without fear.

"If we can get out alive, would you be willing to accompany me to see all the mountains and rivers?"

Wang Quanfugui's eyes were full of tenderness, and he walked towards the crowd with a firm figure.

"You traitor!"

"You are colluding with monsters, you sinner of the royal family!"

"The Dao Alliance is in disgrace. Today we are going to clean up the mess!"

"..."

At this time, the courtyard of the main hall was filled with Taoist priests of the royal lineage, looking at the twins whom they once regarded as their pride.

The pride in their eyes was gone now, and instead they were filled with anger that they had never experienced before.

"Evil creature, why don't you put down the demon fox and surrender!"

At the front of the crowd, an elderly man snorted with disappointment.

Facing his warning, Wang Quanfugui remained calm, without any pause in his steps, and continued to walk down the mountain with determination.

"Everyone listen up, swords raised!"

Looking at Wang Quanfugui's self-willed appearance, the old man became angry, magic power surged in his sea of ​​​​qi, and the long sword in his hand soared into the sky.

Under the leadership of the old man, the other hundreds of royal descendants also wielded their magic swords in an identical manner. Suddenly, hundreds of long swords soared into the sky.

They are densely packed all over the sky.

"You insist on doing what you want, and you are deeply possessed by the devil. You must be punished. The sword falls, and you will be killed!"

The old man uttered a light sigh, and the magic gestures in his hands changed, and countless long swords fell down suddenly.

Like a falling meteor, with a biting cold light, it fiercely attacked the royal power and wealth.

puff!puff!puff!

For a moment, smoke rose up, the sound of countless swords and knives piercing flesh rang out, and bright red blood splashed in the air.

In the dim hall, clan leader Wang Quan looked at the thousands of swords falling in the courtyard with a complicated expression. He clenched his fists and looked at the Wang Quan sword left by Wang Quan Fugui, and shook his head.

"The human race's method focuses on controlling spirits, controlling the spiritual objects of heaven and earth, and focusing on the power of heaven and earth. In other words, no matter how powerful one's magic power is, if one does not have a magic weapon to control it, one will eventually become a mortal."

"How can you possibly kill your way out if you give up the sword of kingship?"

……

As the clan leader Wang Quan sighed, the smoke caused by the falling of thousands of swords slowly dissipated in the empty courtyard of the main hall. With Wang Quan Fugui as the center, a circular pit with a diameter of several meters was smashed out under the attack of hundreds of long swords.

In the center of the circular pit, Wang Quan Fugui, with dozens of swords piercing his body, knelt silently on the ground.

The chest, legs, arms, forehead, all covered with sword wounds.

But in Wang Quanfugui's arms was Su Xiaoli, who had no new wounds on her body.

"Dead...dead?"

The royal descendants around looked at Wang Quan Fugui lying motionless in the pit, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Probably dead."

"Quickly... quickly separate him from the fox demon. As a descendant of Wang Quan, how can we die with a demon in our arms? Once this matter is known to the world, how will we, the Wang Quan family, deal with it?"

The old man said this and pointed to a middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him.

The middle-aged Taoist priest who was being pointed at nodded in sudden realization and trotted towards the round pit.

Ignoring the motionless Wang Quanfugui, the middle-aged Taoist priest stretched out his hand and grabbed Su Xiaoli directly.

However, at this moment, Wang Quan Fugui, who had already lost his life, opened his eyes again. His body moved almost instinctively and grabbed the middle-aged Taoist's hand in mid-air.

"Don't... touch her!"

Wang Quanfugui said this and kicked the middle-aged Taoist priest away.

He stood up from the ground trembling, holding Su Xiaoli in his arms, and walked out of the yard with a staggering step.

"The desert, the snow-capped mountains, the beautiful waters, the starry sky... We agreed to go and see them together!"