The arrival of the Li clan was completely unexpected by everyone, and they originally pointed out that they were here to fight side by side, but they didn't expect that their arrival would directly surround the entire mountain gate.

In a real sense, the Li clan did not have so many people to surround the huge mountain gate of the puppet sect, and instead of them were several evil puppet masters mixed in it, one evil puppet master was enough to defend one side, and when they lined up in formation, the dead air of the evil puppet alone was enough to make people feel uncomfortable.

"Li Shiyun, do you know what you're doing!" "Golden Gun Gate, Yang Yanchang pointed at the middle-aged man in the crowd who was as steady as Mount Tai, his face was not angry and arrogant, and the breath of the strong man emanated, and the cold and shining tip of the spear made people feel slightly frightened.

"Golden Gun Yang, what a Golden Gun Yang, it's been more than 20 years, and you are still so short-tempered, but I really didn't expect that one day you would be such a useless thug for the puppet sect!" Li Shiyun's body didn't move, and he spit out word by word slowly, but Yang Yan's face became more and more ugly.

Others didn't know why, but Diao Yishou squinted at Yang Yan's eyes, and the latter's expression was slightly different, but he became persistent in turning his face.

"I, Yang Yan, don't have any great skills in my life, but I can still distinguish right from wrong, and now the puppet sect is facing the entire Star Luo Domain, you straight thief colluded with that evil puppet master, but you know what you will face!" Yang Yan paused the golden spear in the dirt, and his face was awe-inspiring.

Although it seems a bit excessive, such a remark does make everyone's eyes shine, and they are all in high spirits.

Li Shiyun stood up, raised his hand and pointed at Yang Yan, and said for a long time: "Yang Yan, Yang Yan, do you remember how Xiang'er died!"

This name sounds very puzzling, and among the people present, I'm afraid that even Yang He doesn't know what this name means except Diao Yishou.

Yang Yan's face suddenly became ugly, and his eyes became entangled for a while, and it was not difficult to see that in the depths of his eyes, a trace of pain spread out almost instantly.

"That's all in the past. Yang Yan let out a sigh of relief, it was obviously uncomfortable to be exposed by life, but at the same time, Li Shiyun became very nervous:

"You said it easily, you were going to marry Xiang'er from my Li family back then, she died at the foot of the puppet mountain that year, you didn't even dare to fucking fart, now tell Lao Tzu what the past is, you are fucking worthy!"

Li Shiyun looked like a shrew, her face was excited, and the people around her couldn't pull it at all.

And his words are undoubtedly stating a fact: this Xiang'er they have never heard of is probably Yang Yan's wife, and no one has heard of Yang Yan's wife for so many years, but there is no doubt that because of Yang He's existence, this wife must exist.

It's just that many puppet sect disciples are surprised that Yang Yan's wife turned out to be a member of the Li family, and the Golden Gun Gate and the Li family are still related, and Yang Yan's wife finally died at the foot of the puppet sect.

It is impossible to say that no one has questioned Yang Yan at this moment, no one is a saint, no one wants to believe who is a saint, it is impossible for them to entrust their net worth and life to someone else, especially if that person is still an enemy.

"Daddy...... Xiang'er, is it my mother's name?" Yang He's face was serious, the fists in his sleeves had been clenched until the joints were white, and it could be seen that he was trying his best to restrain his emotions, for the first time in so many years, he had heard something about his mother.

Yang Yan looked sideways at his son, all of a sudden it was like he was ten years old, he tried his best to keep the secret for more than 20 years, but he didn't expect it to be revealed, looking at the tears slowly flowing out of the corners of Yang He's eyes, his heart seemed to be opened alive by a blunt knife.

"Yang Yan, you killed my sister, come down and die!" Outside the mountain gate, a strong man carrying a double hammer shouted loudly, the sledgehammer in his hand slammed, making a piercing sound, Yang Yan's face was solemn, he knew everything, and the time of more than 20 years was enough for him to find out a lot of things.

The one who called for war under the mountain gate was called Li Mingda, who was born with a rude appearance, but he was the brother of the same milk as Xiang'er, when Yang Yan wanted to marry Xiang'er, he was the first to approve, but now Yang Yan's approach is no different from recognizing a thief as a father in his eyes, he can stand it!

"Brother Mingda!" Yang Yan shouted sadly.

"Get down and die!"

Yang Yan didn't have a choice, he knew, he could understand Li Mingda's mood, he put his hands on Yang He's shoulders, forced a smile, and said: "My son, you have to remember that you are not adopted by your father, you are your father's flesh and blood, your mother's name is Li Mingxiang, and she is a very beautiful woman," he wiped a handful of tears, pulled out the golden gun, and stuffed it into the hands of Yang He, who was about to crush his silver teeth, and said: "In the future, you will be the master of the Golden Gun Gate, and you can't humiliate my Yang family gun!"

"Remember, don't take revenge!" Yang Yan hugged Yang He and said softly, and then with a slap of his hand, the latter fell softly.

"Third brother, you are ......" Diao took a step forward, how can the two say that they have been brothers for decades, and they were even more righteous to Jin Lan at the beginning, but they had no contact with each other because of this matter more than 20 years ago.

Yang Yan smiled miserably: "Second brother, He'er, this kid has a lot of thoughts, in the future, please take care of the younger brother!"

Diao wanted to ask again, but Yang Yan had already waved his hand: "Some things have to be solved sooner or later, I think, today is also the time." ”

Yang Yan then took out a spear from his belt in Sumeru, although it was not as good as the golden spear he originally used, after the infusion of his spiritual power, the spear skyrocketed, and as he took a few steps, his body became larger and larger, and when he ran down the mountain gate of the puppet sect, the whole person had also turned into a primordial god battle method.

The Yuan Shen Battle Method is more than 100 zhang tall, and the palm spear is like the Optimus Pillar, dancing and vibrant, and opposite it is a Yuan Shen Battle Method that is not weak at all, the latter holds a pair of Xuantie gilt hammers, and the cultivation of the six turns of the God Realm is not earth-shattering, but it also has the power to move mountains and seas.

The pair of spiritualized Xuantie gilt hammers grazed the spear with a thud, and then I heard Li Mingda's Yuan Shen Battle Technique roar, and the heavy hammer smashed down!

Sonor!

The sound was like piercing clouds and cracking stones, and it only made people feel that they were buzzing in their ears, and with the two of them as the center, all the trees within ten feet around them were destroyed, and the scattered stones flew everywhere in a moment. Farther away, under the influence of this spiritual power shock, many people felt as if the space in front of them was about to collapse, and then the whole person was hit hard, his chest was faintly stuffy, and there was a fishy sweet taste in his throat.

This hammer is smashing on the barrel of the gun, and the huge force that comes from it can crush people at that time, but this is the Yuan Shen Battle Method, not the human body, although Yang Yan has been affected a little because of this, he has not lost the power to resist.

I saw Yang Yan's gun body tilted, unloading part of the power, and the tip of the gun took the opportunity to turn upside down, and with a twist, it was behind Li Mingda, and the spear stabbed obliquely, which was the latter's waist eye!