The hero turned out to be ...... Just kill people!

Ying Gon is the most respected son of the ninth house of the Ying family, how dare he say that he will kill him?

In other words, every time he does this, how much he likes to cut off people's heads!

What the hero didn't expect was that after today, his nickname of "Peerless Silver Demon" quietly changed and became "Six Yang Silver Demon". It means that he not only likes women, but also often takes pleasure in cutting off other people's six yang heads, and is brutal and perverted to the extreme.

Except for the two gate guards who had never moved, everyone in the room stared blankly at Engon's severed head, as if time had frozen in time.

"Stinky boy, are you crazy?" Peng Qi ran to the hero's side and said hurriedly, "Do you know how much of a sin it is to kill the ninth house brother in public in Bannu Mountain?" Even the Master himself can't save you!

Senior brother is really going to be killed by you! Hurry, before the news spreads, hurry up! ”

He pushed the hero hard, and the two of Yinggon's henchmen immediately reacted, their eyes were about to split, and they drew their waist knives and were about to pounce on the hero.

"Stop!"

An old and majestic voice sounded from the forest, and the two stopped, glared at the hero hatefully, turned over and knelt down: "Old Ancestor, please be the master of Young Master Gon!" ”

An old man appeared on the side of the forest path. He is dressed in white, his hair, eyebrows and long beard are all white, he looks very old, but there are not many wrinkles on his face, there are no age spots, a pair of eyes are bright, and his state seems to be only forty or fifty years old.

Seeing the old man, Peng Qi showed a look of shock, hurriedly lifted his robe and knelt down, and dragged the hem of the hero's clothes, signaling him to do the same.

The other Ying disciples, you look at me, I look at you, although they don't know each other, they also kneel.

In the blink of an eye, only heroes and heroes are left in the field...... No, the two gate guards still didn't squint, didn't move.

The old man glanced at the detached corpse of Ingon and his gaze fell on the hero's face. "Why don't you kneel?"

The voice is neither happy nor angry, but it is breathtaking, and it contains a coercion that cannot be ignored.

The hero crossed his hands and saluted: "Old man forgive your sins, the boy sees you for the first time, and I don't know how to call him." ”

"What a mad boy! The old man's surname is Ying, at this age, can't he stand your worship? ”

"Age is just age, it does not represent wisdom, prestige and seniority, and sometimes even lack experience."

The old man's white eyebrows moved slightly, and he stared at him deeply: "Do you know that the old man's speech is much more effective than Yinggon's, not only can make you hopeless in the mountains, but also make you lose Ying's body with one word, even if Yingberkang and Nvidia are together, there is nothing to be done." ”

"If the family test can also vary from person to person, then it is okay not to participate in this so-called 'test'."

The old man sneered: "I thought you would say that you would cut off my head too." ”

"You are not wrong for the time being, why did the kid cut you?"

"For the time being?"

A strong momentum suddenly emanated from the old man's body, lifting up the weeds and falling leaves on the ground and attacking the hero.

The hero was knocked back seven or eight steps in a row before stopping, his face was pale, his true qi in his body was churning, and he almost wanted to gause.

Seeing this, the two Yinggon followers showed happy looks, and they couldn't wait for the next moment when the old ancestor gave an order, and they rushed up and cut the hero into pulp.

As for the other Ying disciples, some continue to gloat, some just watch the excitement, and the rest are all about themselves.

"If you still want to enter that door, get on your knees!" The old man spoke again.

Peng Qi was overjoyed when he heard this, and desperately gave the hero a look.

Because the meaning of the old man's words is obvious, as long as the hero kowtows and admits his mistake, the matter of killing Yinggon will be turned over, even if it is investigated afterwards, it will not prevent him from participating in the family test.

It's just a big bargain that fell from the sky, and a fool wouldn't pick it up.

However, in many cases, the hero is like a fool.

Forcibly suppressing the surging qi and blood, the hero saluted again: "As the saying goes: A man has gold under his knees. Boy, that gate is not qualified to let me bend my knees, please forgive me. ”

Peng Qi shook his head and sighed as a glimmer of incomprehensible meaning flashed across his eyes.

The room was quiet again, and even the birdsong could not be heard, except for the rustle of the leaves in the breeze.

The hero kept his hands bowed and did not look directly into the old man's eyes.

Principles are principles, and rituals are rituals. Before the old man relied on the old man and sold the old, as a junior, he could not lose the number of courtesies he should have.

I don't know how long it took, a few crow's feet suddenly appeared in the corners of the old man's eyes, "The old man is Yingqiu, according to the seniority, Ying Bokang still has to call the old man grandpa." ”

The hero knelt on the ground: "Boy hero, meet the ancestor." ”

Grandpa's grandparents are definitely the oldest and tallest people in the Ying family at present, and shouting that the ancestors are not at a loss, let alone kneeling. What's more, the old man's power is much higher than that of Yingchen, and it is estimated that he is not far from entering the sainthood, and there is no shame in kneeling.

Ying Qiu laughed, and the awe-inspiring momentum that had been like a mountain before was swept away.

"Boy, why are you so respectful?"

"The kid didn't know the identity of the ancestor before, and if he was rude, he asked the ancestor to forgive his sins." The hero said, "In addition, the kid just talks about things, and he doesn't deliberately be arrogant, hoping that the ancestors will be clear." ”

"Well, that's good! Courageous and knowledgeable, skillful, and thick-skinned, the Ying family's generation has a talent in the end. ”

Ying Qiu nodded, his gaze swept to the other Ying clan disciples, and said disdainfully: "If everyone is like these wastes, then the Ying clan's qi will almost come to an end, and there is no need to open the forbidden land gate again this year." ”

Those people bowed their heads one after another, whether they were convinced or not, their faces were red and their ears were hot, and they did not dare to refute in the slightest.

"Alright, get up! The auspicious time has come, and it is time for you to go in. ”

"Old Ancestor ......" The two Yinggon attendants were full of shock and puzzlement.

The hero killed their young master in public, so forget it?

"Shut up!" Ying Qiu shouted, "Ying Gon colluded with the outside of the mountain privately, accepted property, and violated the ban of my ninth house, the clan has found out, the evidence is conclusive, even if the hero does not do it, the old man will clean up the door."

The two of you assisted him, did not advise him when he made mistakes, and did not repent after being retribution, but do you remember the blood oath you once made in front of the tablets of your ancestors and ancestors? Do you still think you are the ninth house brother? ”

The two of them fell to their knees with a thud, pale and trembling.

"Humph!" Ying Qiu flicked the sleeves of his robe and turned his back, "Carry away Yinggon's corpse and go to the ancestral hall to receive the punishment!" ”

"Yes, thank the old ancestor for his kindness!"

One of them picked up Yinggon's head, and the other carried his still bleeding corpse, and disappeared into the dense forest in despair.

The hero is a little curious. If he had the chance, he wanted to go with him to see where the ninth room where the Ying family, who was responsible for guarding the forbidden land, lived, and what kind of life they had lived in isolation for thousands of years.

At this time, Ying Qiu faced the bronze gate, bowed solemnly with his forked hands, and then said loudly: "The auspicious time is here, open the mountain gate!" ”