As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

Jiang Daomo stretched out his hand and pulled his Yin Spirit into his sleeve.

The pressure was like a mountain pressing down on Liu Qi.

Like a tyrant: "Liu Qi, Chen Zhian...

you,

This makes me completely angry!"

Liu Qi stood sideways in front of Chen Zhian and looked at Jiang Daomo without saying a word.

The arms behind his back were already bleeding profusely!

Liu Qi was not unscathed by Jiang Tiejia's previous blow.

Even the injuries are serious.

At this moment, under the pressure of Jiang Daomo's perfect Tongxuan realm, he could no longer suppress his injuries.

"Jiang Daomo!"

Seeing Liu Qi injured, Chen Zhian stood up and shouted, "Do you remember what I said before?

I am not here to negotiate.

Just asking for the martyrs who died in the war.

Are their descendants qualified to stand on the land of our Tang Dynasty?

Are you qualified to be called a human being?

Can they stand upright in this small space of Langya?

You asked me if I knew who I was talking to.

I will tell you now..."

As Chen Zhian finished speaking.

A horn sounded from the carriage.

The trumpet blew low,

It seems like he is recalling his lost comrades, or it seems like he is summoning the spirits of the dead heroes!

As the horn sounded.

On the top of a mountain range outside Langya City.

Suddenly a black line appeared.

They were clad in black armor.

He held a Mo Dao in his hand and rode a black warhorse.

Standing solemnly on the top of the mountain like a sculpture!

They made no sound.

Like a group of ghosts.

If you don't look carefully, you can hardly see their existence!

But no one dared to ignore them.

Because they are Chenliu Jia.

The armor cannot break 100 pieces, but if it breaks 100 pieces, you will be invincible!

At this time on the top of the mountain.

Three hundred and sixty riders!

"Wait!"

......

"Jiang Daomo!"

Chen Zhian stood on the chariot, pointed at Jiang Daomo and shouted: "Now please tell me...

Are the refugees the people of our Tang Dynasty?

Can you stand upright on this land?

Langya belongs to

Is it still the territory of our Great Tang Dynasty? "

Jiang Daomo’s face turned pale.

With his level of cultivation, he could naturally see the horror of the 360 black knights.

They were clearly more than 300 people.

But to Jiang Daomo, it felt like they were the same person.

Just a glance.

He saw the murderous intent that seemed tangible.

“This is your confidence…”

Jiang Daomo's fingers trembled slightly, and he said with his hands behind his back: "Even if it is so, what should I, the Langya Jiang family, be afraid of..."

“I didn’t ask you if you were afraid.”

Chen Zhian scolded: "I am asking you, are refugees considered human beings?"

"Calculate!"

Just when Jiang Daomo was still being stubborn, a figure came floating over and spoke first.

The man's face was vaguely similar to Jiang Daomo, but compared with Jiang Daomo's majesty and domineering, he had a more immortal air.

The visitor bowed like a subject meeting an emperor, and said respectfully: "Master Jiang Dao Zong of the Yujian Sect, I am honored to meet the angel of the imperial capital!

this matter,

It was the fourth brother who made the mistake!"

Chen Zhian sat on the carriage and looked down at Jiang Daozong: "What's wrong?"

"It's wrong to expel refugees and kill innocent people!"

Jiang Dao Zong said respectfully: "You shouldn't have contradicted the angel. I, the Langya Jiang Clan, will give the angel an explanation for this matter!"

"How are you going to explain?"

Chen Zhian played with the bracelet on his wrist nonchalantly.

It almost feels like listening to your subordinates report on their work.

Jiang Daomo looked at Chen Zhian's behavior.

His face was ashen and his eyes were bloodshot.

The murderous intent was boiling.

His nails dug deep into his flesh, trying to contain his anger.

There are many brothers in this generation of Langya Jiang family.

The eldest and the fifth son are legitimate sons and their status is unattainable.

The second and fourth children were born to concubines. Their mother died early, so they have been dependent on each other since childhood.

Even though he is in a high position now, the relationship remains the same.

The third and eighth brothers were born to maids and had the lowest status, so much so that they had to watch helplessly as the third brother was nailed to the city wall with no one coming to rescue him!

The sixth and seventh children died young.

Seeing his elder brother, who was the head of a clan, bowing and scraping before this young boy.

Suffering humiliation.

The murderous intent in Jiang Daomo's heart was almost turning into reality!

"What, you want to do something?"