"Family scum!" Zhang Hao, who was behind him, was so angry that his face trembled, he pointed to the back of the white-haired old man, and scolded.

He couldn't wait to kill this old thing with one punch and avenge the sacrifice of his clansmen!

Zhang Fengjiu stared at the thin old man's face, stared directly at his cloudy eyes full of resentment, and his heart was filled with helpless bitterness.

It's really obsessed, and the dead nature doesn't change.

"Come on, kill me, I won't survive tonight with my current physical condition anyway. Zhang Aofeng smiled miserably, his eyes low and deep in his unwillingness.

The reason why he is still alive now is nothing more than that evil force is still supporting his body, and what he can feel is that that power is gradually dissipating, and he will die completely.

He finally understood that that pill could stimulate the exercise of the "Xiao Qian Black Blood Technique" to the maximum, so that the cultivator could gain strong strength in a short period of time.

But the price is that it consumes one's longevity and body functions to a greater extent, and when the effect of the medicine expires, the vitality in the body has long been destroyed and broken, and there is no possibility of continuing to live.

"How dare you go sideways, watch Lao Tzu kill you!"

Zhang Haomeng couldn't bear it anymore, he stretched out his strong hand and grabbed the white-haired old man's neck, and lifted him up with a force.

"Third brother, don't mess around, put it down. Zhang Shaotian shook the folding fan, frowned slightly and said softly.

"Can't you kill him now?"

The loud voice mixed with dissatisfaction sounded in everyone's ears.

Zhang Haomeng increased the force in his hand, and his big hand grabbed the back of Zhang Aofeng's neck tightly like pliers, without the slightest intention of putting it down.

Zhang Aofeng's old face was a little distorted, he only felt that his neck was about to be crushed, and a huge pain suddenly hit.

"Dad, do you want to make public Ao Feng's crime of collaborating with the enemy and rebelling?" Zhang Zixian asked with a calm expression.

When everyone heard this, they immediately fell into deep thought.

And Zhang Aofeng's mouth let out a disdainful laugh, now he doesn't care about anything, anyway, he will die soon, is it possible that he still cares about his own heir?

Zhang Fengjiu looked at the old man's indifferent appearance, and anger burned in his heart, but it quickly disappeared.

Also, how can a person who can get rid of his biological father by any means for his own selfish desires, and then use a scheme to eradicate his brother, how can he care about the situation of his heirs after death?

At this moment, Zhang Zixian's eyes flickered, although he hated such a person, but considering that this matter was too big, he simply threw it to his father to make a decision.

After all, there are not many clansmen in Ao Feng's lineage, and if the traitor's matter is announced, it will definitely affect the relationship between the clansmen in the lower ranks.

At that time, it will not be conducive to family unity.

After all, this is not the same nature as the struggle for power and throne at all, which is enough to leave a shameful mark in the family annals, and it is conceivable how much the heirs of Ao Feng's lineage will be affected.

In tonight's chaotic battle, almost everyone in the Zhang clan thought that it was a fight for the position of the head of the family, and if this news was thrown out at this time, it would undoubtedly be a blockbuster!

Zhang Fengjiu's hands were behind him, his eyes fell into deep thought, he repeatedly floated in mid-air, and his transparent and illusory body made it impossible for everyone to see the figure.

They focused their eyes on the gate of the cave, listening intently to the instructions that followed.

Zhang Aofeng gritted his teeth, and a strange color lit up in his cloudy eyes.

Lin Yanruo, who was a few feet away, grabbed Zhang Xiaolian's jade wrist beside her nervously, and even her breathing was slightly stagnant, and Zhang Xiaolian also knew the seriousness of the matter, and couldn't help but purse her lips.

As for Zhang Haomeng, he was at a loss, he really couldn't understand why the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

"To do such a big rebellious thing, you must let everyone know about this person's evil deeds, what is there to worry about......

He couldn't help but muttered to himself.

Zhang Fengjiu thought about it again and again, and then slowly spoke: "Ao Feng is deeply guilty, and this son will be punished, but because this matter has too much impact on future generations, it will not be announced to the public, and the people present will know it." ”

"Why, are you afraid that others will know?" Zhang Haomeng shouted unhappily, and the strength in his hand was a little stronger.

The others didn't feel anything wrong with the ancestor's proposal.

Zhang Zixian nodded lightly, he also felt in his heart that it was best to face such a deal in this matter, which could minimize the impact, after all, the current Zhang family really couldn't withstand the internal toss.

Lin Yanruo, who was not far away, was relieved when she heard her husband's decision, and the whole person was relieved.

"All that is in the annals of the family history concerning this day is as follows in my mouth......"

Zhang Fengjiu looked at the bright moon hanging in the night, and said softly: "Zhang Aofeng's wolf ambition, regardless of the decision of the ancestor of the Zhang family to appoint the head of the family, took advantage of the ancestor's retreat to lead the clan to usurp the position of the head of the family, fortunately the second generation of the head of the family successfully quelled the chaos and threw him into prison, and Zhang Aofeng was seriously injured and died in a few days. ”

"Hehe, that's right. ”

A hoarse voice burst out of his throat, and Zhang Aofeng laughed sarcastically.

"You still have a lot of words?" Zhang Hao's fierce tiger eyes erupted with anger, and he raised his palm, and his luck was about to slap it fiercely.

"Stop. Zhang Fengjiu shook his head and said.

Hearing his father's words, Zhang Hao suddenly put down his hand, a little depressed.

"He won't survive tonight anyway, throw him in prison and fend for himself. Zhang Fengjiu said coldly.

"It's really cheap for him. Zhang Hao stared at the old man in his hand and said indignantly.

"I'm tired, let's all go down. Zhang Fengjiu sighed deeply.

When everyone heard this, they saw that the ancestor had spoken, and they retreated.

Before leaving, Lin Yanruo glanced back at the cave with concern, she looked a little haggard after experiencing this big change, but she was relieved to know that Feng Jiu was fine.

Zhang Fengjiu watched this group of people go away, with mixed feelings in his heart, and led the family to take the first step towards prosperity, and tonight is considered to be the step.

Just wait for Zhang Aofeng to die in prison, the task can be successfully completed, and now he can only hope that this reward can be richer, otherwise with his remaining fifteen incense points, he will not be able to deal with the invasion of foreign enemies at all.

The forces united by the Taixu Sect, Xu and Shen were like a towering mountain weighing heavily on his heart, and it was all false to say that he was not anxious.

"Zixian, that kid, it's really not easy these years. Zhang Fengjiu smiled, and his heart couldn't help but sigh.

The night is full of stars and the full moon hangs high.

Everyone in the Zhang clan knew that a major event had happened tonight, the eldest son of the ancestor, Zhang Aofeng, tried to seek power and usurp the throne, but was suppressed by the current family advocate Zixian.

Now those clansmen who follow Zhang Aofeng are worried in their hearts, and they don't know what means the head of the family will use to liquidate them.

Originally, I thought that in the Hongchang Hall that day, the current head of the family was suffering from a stubborn illness and his cultivation fell, but Zhang Aofeng's cultivation reached the late stage of foundation building, and Zhang Haomeng supported him, and anyone could see which of the two sides was strong and which was weak.

But what I never expected was that the current head of the family had recovered his body, and his cultivation had reached the late stage of foundation building, and Zhang Aofeng was defeated.

This series of reversals is really unexpected by the people in the clan.

In a cell built in the back mountain of the Zhang family, there was a gray-haired old man imprisoned inside, his clothes stained with black blood, exuding a strong smell of blood.

It looks extremely embarrassing.

He leaned against the wall, his cloudy eyes darkened, and a look of despair and reluctance appeared on his face.

He could feel the strange power in his body that was used to sustain the living organism and was passing quickly.

He, Zhang Aofeng, the eldest son of the ancestor of the Zhang family, is about to die.

"At the end of the day...... A...... Empty ......" Zhang Aofeng tugged at the corners of his lips, making a hoarse and faint voice.

After a while, the old body suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, with a dull thud.

The old man's wrinkled face was dead silent, his eyes were open, his pupils were dilated, and there was no trace of breath in his whole person.

The torch placed in the corridor was bright, and a moth flapped its wings and somehow crashed into it, making a slight zila sound.

The flames are still bright.