Chapter 4191 The Grace of Not Killing

More than 8,000 Yuhe tribe members gathered in the square, assuming a posture of sincere surrender.

Although it seems surprising, if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

After all, this is not the first time that the Yuhe tribe has done something like this.

Even though they have been despised by all the ancient clans for thousands of years, the Yuhe people are not ashamed and remain the same.

Although, the Yuhe tribe's wise surrender also saved Ji Tianxing, Nangong Buhuo and others some trouble.

But this still cannot dispel everyone's contempt and contempt for the Yuhe tribe.

Especially Nangong Nihuang, while despising and spurning the Yuhe tribe, he also felt a little regretful in his heart.

Because she originally wanted to kill the Yuhe tribe and avenge the tribesmen who died in the battle.

But more than 8,000 Yuhe tribesmen all surrendered humbly.

Based on the nature of the Sword God, he would definitely not kill these surrenderers. At most, he would imprison and exile them.

It was impossible for Nangong Nihuang to disobey the Sword God's order for revenge.

Therefore, she could only give up the idea of ​​revenge with regret.

At this moment, more than 8,000 Yuhe tribe members in the square, led by several deacons, bent down uniformly and bowed to Ji Tianxing.

"Common people see the Lord Sword God, and may the Lord Sword God prosper in martial arts and live as long as the heavens!"

More than 8,000 people saluted and shouted in unison, and the roaring sound echoed across the sky and the earth, with some deafening gestures.

But Ji Tianxing frowned slightly after hearing what everyone shouted.

Nangong Buhuo, Nangong Nihuang and others showed unabashed expressions of disdain and disgust.

The Yuhe clan is a powerful person who has dominated the world for thousands of years, and is the true overlord of the country.

Now, these Yuhe people actually call themselves grass people?

This posture is really low enough, I wish I could bury my head in the ground.

As for wishing the Sword God good luck in martial arts, longevity and heavenly harmony, they are even flattering and disgusting.

Even the twenty forces in the Rebellion Alliance worship and respect the Sword God so much that they cannot say such a thing.

It can be seen from this that how strong is the desire for survival of the Yuhe tribe?

After more than 8,000 Yuhe clan members bowed their heads, they all bowed their heads respectfully, waiting for Ji Tianxing to speak.

They also ignored the disdainful looks from Nangong Buhuo and others, and did not feel ashamed or blushing at all.

In their minds, there is no shame in bowing one's head in order to survive.

Ji Tianxing's eyes swept across the whole place, and finally landed on the deacons, and asked: "Are all the Yuhe tribe members who are still alive gathered here?"

The deacons looked at each other and hesitated, not daring to answer.

So, Ji Tianxing stared at a gray-haired old man and said, "You answer."

The white-haired old man was a very senior deacon. After being called by his name, he could only bow and salute, and replied tremblingly: "For the Lord Sword God, there are a total of 8,264 people from the Yuhe tribe present.

But in addition, there are fourteen deacons and elders in the God King realm who quietly escaped from Jiuyu Cave a few days ago.

There are more than 500 children of our clan who have also escaped one after another in the past ten days. "

Ji Tianxing nodded slightly and said nothing more.

But he turned to look at Nangong Buhuo and gave him a signaling look.

Nangong Buhuo immediately understood that this look meant, 'Those Yuhe tribe members who escaped will be left to your disposal. ’

Nangong Buhuo nodded quickly to express his understanding.

Nangong Nihuang was shocked when she saw their eye contact, and cast a grateful look at Ji Tianxing.

She knew that this was Ji Tianxing's deliberate opportunity to give her revenge, to fulfill her wish and make up for her regrets.

But this matter is well known to everyone and can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

If Ji Tianxing were to give the order in public and let the Nangong clan chase and kill the Yuhe clan members who escaped, it would appear that the sword god was too small-minded and his methods were too ruthless, and he would be easily criticized.

The Nangong clan has sufficient reasons and excuses to do this, and they are not afraid of the world's comments.

At this time, Ji Tianxing took out a jade slip and threw it in front of several deacons.

"Uh-huh!"

The jade slip bloomed with dazzling white light, condensing a huge light curtain in mid-air.

Densely dense golden characters appeared on the light screen, hundreds of them!

There is no doubt that the text presented in public is the famous 'Sword God's Exclusive Version of the Oath of Surrender'.

Over the past year, nearly a hundred domain lords in Haotian Continent have all read this heavenly oath in public.

Therefore, the horror and horror of this surrender oath has long been spread throughout the Haotian Continent.

In fact, many powerful people and first-rate forces knew part of the content of the surrender oath.

"You should know my rules. If you want to survive, just follow them."

Ji Tianxing looked down at the more than 8,000 Yuhe tribe members and said expressionlessly.

As soon as these words came out, the Yuhe clan members in the square were all stunned. They all looked at each other with expressions of disbelief.

Nangong Buhuo, Nangong Nihuang and others were also a little stunned. They didn't expect Ji Tianxing to do this.

In the past, only the domain lords and leaders of the top forces were qualified to recite the oath of surrender.

Unexpectedly, more than 8,000 Yuhe tribe members, old, weak, sick and disabled, can also enjoy such an honor!

That's right, in the current Haotian Continent, the people are proud to be able to recite the oath of surrender.

More than 8,000 people read the oath of surrender together. That scene... is exciting just thinking about it.

Thinking of this, Nangong Buhuo and others also stared at the Yuhe tribe with interested eyes.

The ordinary tribesmen were still in a daze, but the older deacons, who had experienced the storm after all, came to their senses immediately.

No matter what they were thinking in their hearts, they all looked grateful and flattered on the outside.

They knelt on the ground respectfully, kowtowed to pay homage to Ji Tianxing with an attitude of sincerity and fear.

"The common people thank the Lord Sword God for not killing!"

A few deacons took the lead, and the remaining more than 8,000 Yuhe tribe members knelt down and kowtowed, shouting and thanking the Sword God.

Although, among the more than 8,000 Yuhe clan members, there are only a few dozen who still have some backbone and dignity.

They felt very humiliated and did not want to kneel down and kowtow to Ji Tianxing.

However, more than 8,000 tribesmen were all kowtowing and saluting. It would be too conspicuous for them to stay where they were.

If the Sword God takes him out as an example and kills chickens in public to scare monkeys, it would be an unjust death.

Therefore, they suppressed their humiliation and kowtowed together with their clan members.

Anyway, they are not the only ones who are embarrassed and humiliated, everyone is the same.

After kowtowing and saluting, more than 8,000 members of the Yuhe tribe read the oath of surrender loudly and uniformly, with very solemn expressions and voices.

It was only then that Nangong Buhuo, Nangong Nihuang and others noticed that the surrender oath read by the Yuhe tribe was different from the one they had read originally.

The content of this oath of surrender is even shorter, and it seems that it was set by the Sword God for the Yuhe Clan.