"The people from the Tianmo Sect called all the leaders of the main sects and families in Tianyao City to the city lord's mansion today. If nothing else, they should be planning to officially take over the city!" Shangguan Mingtian responded.
"What is the attitude of the sects and families here in Tianyao City?" Lu Yue asked.
"Dare to be angry but dare not speak!" Shangguan Mingtian said again.
"In the past few days, many of the high-end combat capabilities of these forces have died at the hands of the Heavenly Demon Sect."
"By the way, it is said that the Heavenly Demon Sect wants these forces to double the amount of tribute in the future. Anyone who refuses will be responsible for the consequences."
"These sects and families should be gnashing their teeth at the Heavenly Demon Sect now, but that's all. Their skills are inferior to others, so they can only accept it!"
"Really?" Ling Hao smiled faintly, "Then go join in the fun!"
After finishing speaking, he led everyone towards the door.
He has been sitting still these days. On the one hand, he is inquiring about news, and on the other hand, he is waiting for a suitable opportunity.
Today is obviously the best time for him to wait!
While Ling Hao and others were rushing on their way, the square outside the Tianyao City Lord's Mansion was already overcrowded.
There are several rows of seats in the square near the gate of the city lord's palace. All the leaders of the top forces in Tianyao City are sitting there, and behind each of them is a group of people from their own family.
The faces of the dozen or so helmsmen were not very pretty, but although they were angry in their hearts, in a world where the strong were respected, they had to bow their heads.
Surrounded by thousands of melon-eating people, for them, it makes little difference who sits in the position of city lord.
After all, the former King of the Western Regions was not that kind to ordinary people like them. They just came to watch the excitement.
About a quarter of an hour later, Ling Hao and Qin Yuxin arrived at the square and found a place in a corner of the square.
"The people from the Heavenly Demon Sect are coming out!"
After a while, someone in the crowd pointed to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.
direction.
Ling Hao and the others looked around and saw a group of people walking out of the city lord's mansion.
The leader was a tall woman in red, with a charming face and a wild aura about her body.
The woman is none other than the eldest lady of the Tianmo Sect, Gu Yanhui!
Although he is young, he is already at the third level of enlightenment!
Immediately behind her was an old woman in gray robe, skinny and rugged, with extremely sharp eyes and a lingering aura around her body.
She is also the most powerful person sent by the Demon Sect to Tianyao City this time, with the strength of the third level of Heavenly Dao Realm!
Behind her were four white-haired old men, two of whom were first-level Heavenly Dao and the other two were half-step Heavenly Dao.
After that, there were more than a dozen men and women of different ages. The weakest one was in the early stage of enlightenment, and the strongest one was in the ninth level of martial arts.
Tianmo Sect is indeed the largest sect in the Northern Territory. Just seeing these people in front of them is enough to make the sects and families in Tianyao City despair.
The two sides are not on the same level at all!
"put it down!"
Gu Yanhui came to the gate and sat down on a chair carved with dragons and phoenixes, then waved her hand towards the top of the city gate.
call!
As she finished speaking, more than a dozen figures were hung down from the city gate, and no one survived.
hiss!
Seeing this scene, there was a gasp of air from all around, including those from more than a dozen sects and families who also exclaimed in surprise.
"Aren't the two men in the middle the sons of the King of the Western Regions? Were they actually killed by them?"
"The other dozen people were also people who were originally close to the King of the Western Regions, and they were all killed!"
"Don't you know, it's not just them
These people, it is said that in the city lord’s mansion, no one who is unwilling to surrender will survive!”
""
Looking at the dozen or so figures, there was a burst of discussion all around.
"That woman's methods are extraordinary!" the judge couldn't help but say, "As a result, the people in Xiaoyao Pavilion and Leng Yu Palace probably won't even dare to fart."
"Looking at her like that, she is not a kind person!" Zhuihun replied.
"Fellow heads and family heads, how have you considered what I told you yesterday?" At this time, Gu Yanhui looked at the people in front of her and smiled lightly.
"This matter cannot be delayed any longer. I have invited everyone here today just to finally hear your thoughts."
"I am a relatively democratic person. I don't necessarily have to agree with you. If you have any opinions, you can put them forward and we will discuss them together. Everything is easy to discuss!"
""
The mouth corners of all the heads of family members twitched at the same time.
You have laid out the corpses of these people in the City Lord's Mansion, what else can we think of, unless we don't want to live anymore.
"Pavilion Master Yao, how about you make a statement first?" Seeing that no one was speaking, Gu Yanhui turned to Yao Ting, the master of Xiaoyao Pavilion, and spoke.
call!
Yao Ting exhaled a heavy breath and then spoke.
"I have no problem with Miss Gu wanting to be the lord of this city, but I would like to ask if the annual tribute can be appropriately reduced?"
"I wonder how much Pavilion Master Yao wants to reduce?" Gu Yanhui smiled lightly.
"It turns out that when the King of the Western Regions was here, each of our families only had to pay a tribute of 100,000 imperial spiritual stones every year." Yao Ting continued.
"And now, Miss Gu wants as much as 200,000 yuan at a time. It's really a lot of pressure for us. Take me, Xiaoyao Pavilion, for example, the harvest for the whole year is not enough."
"More than two hundred thousand?" Gu Yanhui interrupted him.
"
Master Yao Pavilion, please don’t bully me for being young and inexperienced. As far as I know, Xiaoyao Pavilion Guang’s harvest from the mine in the east of the city is more than 200,000 imperial grade spiritual stones every year, right?”
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yao Ting to respond, he continued to turn to Leng Fei, the master of Leng Yu Palace, and spoke.
"And Palace Master Leng, the imperial spiritual stone that Zimao City gives you as tribute to Leng Yu Palace every year is at least three hundred thousand, right?"
"" Yao Ting and Leng Pi opened their mouths, speechless.
The other party has already clearly investigated their family background.
"Miss Gu, even if we can barely come up with so many spiritual stones, have you gone too far?" Another family head said.
"Is it your turn to speak?" Gu Yanhui smiled with a knife hidden in her face.
"If you don't give in even an inch, you will drive us to a dead end. In the worst case, we will die or die!" the head of the family continued to shout.
"Haha, Master Wu, have you overestimated yourself?" Gu Yanhui's tone dropped after she finished speaking, "Are you qualified to fight us to the death?"
"I know your Heavenly Demon Sect is very strong, but we are not meat on your chopping block. If you really push us hard, we may die," the head of the Wu family continued to shout.
"Then go to hell!" Gu Yanhui raised the corner of her mouth slightly.
Bang!
Before she finished speaking, the old woman behind her twisted her eyes slightly, and immediately saw the head of the Wu family flying out with his chair.
After falling heavily several hundred meters away, the chair burst into pieces, and the head of the Wu family flipped over a few times before collapsing to the ground.
Then his whole body twitched a few times and then there was no movement. His eyes widened and he refused to close his eyes.
"Master!" Everyone in the Wu family shouted in pain.
"Fight them!" One of the old men roared angrily, raised his hand and rushed towards the opponent.
"Fight it!" More than a dozen other people shouted at the same time and followed closely behind.