Azhi sneered and looked at the large number of Tokugawa family members who emerged like a tide around the conference room, and his face remained unchanged: "Do you think you can defeat me by using the sea of ​​people alone? Naive! Let's go!" After hearing this, the king of leave, he relaxed his arms, and five or six people who were clamped under his armpits fell to the ground with their heads hanging down, motionless. He kicked his legs lightly, and it was like a spring installed under his feet, and disappeared.

Look, it was like a heavy robot made by the Rockets, rushing into the crowd with unmatched speed. Suddenly, the tiger entered the flock, and dozens of people were hit by the fist wind brought by the huge force while swinging their arms. They flew up and hit the companion behind them. The companions were caught off guard and subconsciously reached out to stop them. Intuitively, a secret force attacked, destroying their defenses. Unconsciously, they took a few steps back and collided with the companion behind them...

The chain reaction of dominoes was astonishing as the terrifying strength of the king of leave, and the terrifying strength of the king of leave was even more shocking. However, a group of old men lying on the floor looked at the king of leave with ease, as if they were not affected by its shocking destructive power. Only when they looked at the powerful power of Azhi, which was still as if they were not moving at all like a statue, their eyes were filled with a sense of fear. That's right, that was the evolution of the elf wrist power that had been with Azhi for seven years. Although they still did not successfully evolve into the final form of strange power, no one dared to underestimate this fighting king. Its strength was still vivid in their minds five years ago. If they despise it, it would be enough to collapse completely.

It was a long time to say that, and in just a few seconds, fewer and fewer people could stand firmly by the King of Leave. With it as the center, the gradually expanding crowds were like reeds blown by the wind and fell down. The faces of a group of old men became ashen, like evil spirits who died unjustly. They looked at the King of Leaves and raging among the crowd with a sad face, and from time to time, they even made up a few feet on the people who fell to the ground, making people scream.

How is it possible? The nature of the King of Leaves can be said to be lazy by nature. You can sit and never stand, and you can lie down and never sit! How could such a elves make so many attacks without pausing rest?! Could it be that Azhi has delayed its laziness attack training, greatly strengthening its combat power? Or in other words, the problem of Laziness in Leaves has been completely solved in this rare genius. Thinking of this group of old men, they all gasped in the air, and the "sighing" sounds filled the entire conference room.

"Great Elder!" The old men looked at the old man who had been talking to Azhi for a long time in tacit understanding, with hope and confusion on his face.

The elder glanced at it, and all the fear and worries in the eyes of the elders fell into their eyes. He sighed quietly and shouted loudly: "Azhi, stop, let's discuss it well!" This mouth was a sign of being at a disadvantage and surrender. But he had to say that the group of people who were fighting now were all the crystallizations of the family's carefully cultivated for more than ten years. If they were destroyed in the "home", even if Azhi was successfully left behind in the end, it would be difficult to meet their ancestors in the nine springs.

The king's hand suddenly accelerated, as if he was worried that Azhi would stop it from further damage. He hadn't had a fight for a long time and his hands were itchy. If he couldn't vent his vent, it would be almost suffocating. Chuchu looked back at Azhi pitifully, and saw that Azhi had no reaction, he immediately danced his arms excitedly and roared and killed all directions. The guards had to run away with their heads in their arms. The joke was that this punch hit, and if he didn't go to see the Creator God, he would have to remove half of his life. The injury was simply a minor injury worth mentioning.

Seeing that Azhi had no reaction at all, the old man showed a hint of resentment, and then disappeared between the wrinkles, calling softly: "Stop! We promised you any conditions!" If on weekdays, when his elders were at the peak, his tone was so weak, don't be too tough. Unfortunately, this time the layout failed. I never expected that Azhi's mental power was so terrifying that he could break through the joint control of more than a dozen elders, and in turn severely injured himself. Now they are powerless, and they are definitely fish on the chopping board, and they can be slaughtered. Survival is their top priority!

"I think I can borrow the secret skills of your library!" Although I used respectful words, the unrefutable tone showed that Azhi was bound to win. The Great Elder glanced at the other elders, but nodded in agreement.

"I need all of you to have information about the Rocket Corps!" Although this information consumed a lot of their manpower and material resources, this point was easier to accept than the previous article, and the Great Elder agreed on behalf of everyone without hesitation.

Azhi seemed very satisfied with their cooperation attitude, turned around and said, "I'll cooperate so long ago, so I won't be able to destroy such a great house." As if he was touching the cheek of the person he loved the most, Azhi's hand gently stroked the mahogany rafters standing in the house, and said with pain.

The elders and guards couldn't help but want to go up and beat Azhi. Isn't this intention to mock them? However, seeing the leave king acting fiercely and evil, the people who wanted to curse closed their mouths.

However, Azhi's next request was shocked. Even the great elder, who was soft and weak, couldn't help but pounce on him and tear off a piece of flesh and blood from Azhi to reduce his anger. Unfortunately, he was weak all over, and the mighty power around Azhi was like a god coming to the world, and his majestic and solemn momentum was like a copper wall, firmly binding that space.

"I need the distribution map of your family's power in the new era, including the distribution of commercial and armed forces!" Azhiyun's words changed drastically. Many elders cursed, completely ignoring their names and taking them into the hands of others.

"Azhi, don't you think you're too much like this?!" The Great Elder's low voice contained endless resentment, as if a volcano that had been accumulated for many years could erupt at any time. Azhi's repeated requests made them unable to continue to bear it. Especially when this hurts the fundamental requirements of the family, many elders looked at the Great Elder with a firm opposition. They must not compromise on Azhi's request.

Azhi would not give up this opportunity to suppress them because of their dissatisfaction. If the fat man came back in time, he would be difficult to do it. Without any response, Azhi was still standing quietly. The two sides confronted each other for a long time, and finally Azhi said a sentence that made the elder give up his last chance: "Which one is more important, your life or distribution map?!"

After the thought was seen, the Great Elder did not seek the opinions of everyone. He pushed his palm on the floor in front of him, moved his body back, and then fumbled on the floor under his seat for a few times. The loom turned and made a "click" sound. One of the floors moved away, revealing a black rectangular cave. A pair of scrolls slowly rose up from below. The Great Elder reached out and grabbed it, then threw it at Azhi.

Azhi grabbed the paper in his hand and was about to spread it out and take a look when he heard a cold voice like snow: "It seems you haven't asked me if I agree or not?"
Chapter completed!