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The four Immortal Sect disciples walked step by step to the Yu family disciple with an angry face.

"Do you know why you don't have to go to the backyard?" The smile on the face of the Immortal Sect disciple was like an ice flower buried in the depths of the Nine Shadows, blooming but gloomy.

He looked at the disciples of the Yu family who gradually quieted down: "Because I can't wait for that time." ”

The disciples of the Yu family also looked at him, there was not much fear in their eyes, there was only hatred, a kind of unwilling hatred.

So with that hatred, he fell to the ground with his back to the sky, and there was an extra red line in his throat, and blood shot out from that red line, exuding a kind of demonic wonder.

"Let's throw it in the backyard!"

The Xianmen disciple changed his sword into the sheath, and glanced at his mouth with some unfinished eyes!

"The Yu family, there are still people who dare to resist, it seems that the shock given to them is still not enough, since this is the case, then gather everyone together and reduce the life span of that old guy by ten years!"

The remaining Yu family disciples were silent, looking at the corpse of the companion, with an inexplicable chill.

............

The Yu family's martial arts arena used to be here, where the children faced the rising sun, felt the essence of heaven and earth, and condensed martial arts.

At that time, there was a thriving scene everywhere.

However, at this moment, there is only a touch of desolation, boundless desolation.

The old Yu Zhanyuan was taken up to a high platform by two Xianmen disciples, one left and one right, and there was a wooden stake there, which had been prepared in advance.

They skillfully tied Yu Zhanyuan, who was more aging than the last time, to it, and looked at him with a bit of playfulness.

"I know you're tempted to ask, didn't you just take your life this month, why did you still come here?" the Immortal Sect disciple curled his lips and smiled cruelly.

Then he stretched out his hand and looked up at the nearly 100 Yu family disciples below.

"You should ask them! Why aren't you obedient? Isn't it nice to be obedient?"

Yu Zhanyuan raised his head slowly, the surroundings of his forehead were like the water surface blown by a cold wind, and his somewhat dry lips opened slightly.

"Well resisted!"

He only said this, and his cloudy eyes began to have a faint disdain flowing out: "Being able to resist proves that the Yu family is not in ruins, and one day, it will rise again!"

The Immortal Sect disciple brought his face in front of him, grinning with a twisted smile.

"Liao Fan, it's my younger brother, I'm just such a younger brother, but your son killed him, so I can only take your entire Yu family to bury him!"

"However, I won't kill you so directly, I heard that your son is very fateful! He appeared in Yanzhou, and it set off a lot of storms, if he comes back and sees this scene, I don't know if it will hurt his heart?"

He licked his lips, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.

"I heard that you have always been in the ancestral shrine, there, it should be the root of your Yu family, right?"

Yu Zhanyuan couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and looked at Liao Qing with a bit of sharp light.

"What are you going to do?"

"I don't do anything, I just want to inform you that from today onwards, you don't have to go back!"

He waved his hand: "Because from today on, there will be no ancestral shrine, I will build a nice thatched house, right in that place!"

"You bastard!"

Yu Zhanyuan struggled desperately, but couldn't help but gasp violently.

You can die, all the disciples of the Yu family below can die, but only the ancestral shrine cannot be lost, because it is not only the root of the Yu family, but also the inheritance of the Yu family. "Scold, it has been six months since it started half a year ago, and it has been six months now!"

Liao Qing took two steps back, his palm shone brightly, and a light appeared, it was a small ding, which was stained with blood, and a bit of cold aura bloomed.

"The lifespan of the early stage realm of Qingwei is about two hundred years old, counting this time, your actual age should be almost one hundred and ten years old, not young!"

"So, it won't be long before I scold!"

Yu Zhanyuan looked at him coldly, but at this moment, he suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

Liao Qing was a little unsettled, in his opinion, the current Yu Zhanyuan should be very angry, and it was that kind of weak anger, it was precisely because of that anger that he would be more and more happy.

And he laughed, laughed happily.

This seems to be less logical.

The wrinkles on Yu Zhanyuan's face seem to have stretched a lot, and the smile has not faded.

"Thank you for telling me the news of Han'er, originally I thought he was dead, but now ...... I'm really happy. ”

"It turns out that because of this, then there is very bad news for you, he may not live long!"

"He survived when everybody thought he wouldn't survive, so this time, he'll still be alive. ”

"There is no such possibility, because of the bureau of the three immortal gates, he can't solve it!"

"He can untie it because he is my son!"

"Now, I'm going to take your life, why don't you see him come to save you?"

Yu Zhanyuan was speechless, but he just shook his head slightly, looked at him with pity, and then said: "You will never understand what he carries, so you will never understand why he is alive." ”

Liao Qing looked at the sky, and also sighed: "It's not early, I hope what you said is right, otherwise it will be very boring, I hope he dies in my hands." ”

"Perhaps, it's too late to send you to the end!"

The blood-stained Xiao Ding flew out of his hand and slowly floated towards Yu Zhanyuan, levitating above his head.

Yu Zhanyuan was already familiar with this scene, so he didn't say anything at the moment.

Xiao Ding's mouth was slightly tilted, and a stream of light sprinkled from it, enveloping Yu Zhanyuan in it.

His body trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Below, countless disciples of the more than one family watched the scene on the stage and clenched their fists, but they were so powerless.

"Qiang—"

In the silent space, there was a sharp grinding sound, which was the sound of a sharp blade coming out of its sheath.

Then they saw the sword light that meandered down above the sky, like a cold moonlight, spilling through the window lattices and falling to the ground.

"Ding—"

That sword light didn't attack anyone, but it hit the blood-stained Xiao Ding above Yu Zhanyuan's head.

"Who?"

Liao Qing looked at the statue with an ugly face, which was pierced by a sword at this moment, and then inserted into the ground of the high platform.

It was a rusty long sword, very ordinary, with almost no vitality fluctuations on it, but it pierced the blood-stained little ding, nailing it to the ground.

The sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded from behind Liao Qing.

He was startled, then turned around and slapped his palm, trying to stop the figure.

However, the figure did not attack at him, but flashed past his side, and it was very fast, so he only saw the figure, which seemed to be white.

Yu Zhanyuan's body stopped trembling, and his eyes were a little tired, but he was also a little puzzled.

He didn't understand why this time had lasted so short, so he looked up to see what had happened.

It was then that he saw the face that was close at hand, the face that had appeared in his dreams for an unknown number of times.

There was also a red patch in his eyes.

"Are you hallucinating? But it's nice to be able to look at you at this time. ”

"You don't know, that guy just said that you can't send me to the end, you see, haven't you already seen it now? Even if it's fake, it's fine!"

After saying this, he felt his body loosen, all the chains on his body were cut off, and his body slipped weakly.

"Father...... Not hallucinations, I'm back!"

A trembling murmur sounded in his ears, and then he was held up by a pair of strong arms, and slowly sat down.

"Han'er—"

He was finally convinced that it was not an illusion, because the arms that held him were too strong.

The wrinkled hand lifted slightly, then landed on the face opposite, rubbing it lightly twice, just like when he was a child.

It's just that at that time, his hands were very smooth.

Yu Han held the hand, and tears slipped silently: "Father, it's me, I'm back!

Yu Zhanyuan shook his head and smiled even happier: "As long as you come back, it's not too late!"

"Really?"

An annoying voice came.

Liao Qing looked at Yu Han's leaning back, a bright murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and behind him, three Immortal Sect disciples had already gathered and stood side by side with him.

Below, many Immortal Sect disciples also approached one after another, holding weapons in their hands, ready to strike at any time.

The atmosphere froze all at once.

Including those ordinary Yu family disciples below, they couldn't help but look at the white back.

"Is it the eldest young master? he's really back!"

"But why did you come back?"

Their eyes were full of worry, the most sincere of worries.

"It's unexpected, you came back at this time, you don't know, I've been waiting for you for half a year, but fortunately, you weren't killed by that waste from the Three Great Immortal Gates!"

"Father, you rest for a while, and leave it to me here!"

Yu Zhanyuan looked at his son who gradually stood up, much taller, even if his back was not wide enough, he still had a very safe feeling.

Yu Han walked step by step to the side of the pierced Xiao Ding, and pulled out the rusty sword, this sword has been warmed for a period of time, and the cracks on it have healed.

It's just that it has reverted to its ordinary appearance again, and it is no longer spiritual.

However, it is much sharper, otherwise it would be impossible to penetrate this good grade Xiaoding.

"Yanzhou Martial Arts Hall, don't you even give you a weapon to take advantage of?"

Yu Han looked at the young man named Liao Qing opposite with contempt, and retracted the rusty sword into his body.

"Die under this sword, you are not qualified for this!"

Then he looked up at the sky, and his gaze swept over all the Immortal Sect disciples one by one!

The disciples of the Immortal Sect who were touched by his gaze all felt the cold and bone-eating chill, and they trembled involuntarily.

He finally set his eyes on Liao Qing's body, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Twenty-three people in all!"

"If you don't kill them all, you can't stop hating!"

Today, it is destined to stain the Yu family with blood!