Chapter 9 The Xiao family's boys obey orders!

Xiao Zhan was abolished like this.

The Xiao family was deadly silent, as if time had stopped, and there was silence, and it was only when Xiao Zhan landed on the ground that someone reacted and ran over to help.

"Zhan'er!" The third elder was red-eyed on the spot, if it weren't for the second elder holding him back, he might have rushed into the ring and killed Yang Xuanyu.

"When did Yang Xuanyu become so powerful?" Xiao Hongxiang, who was dressed in red, kept trembling in her breasts, showing her uncalm heart.

Xiao Zhan, but he is only weaker than her!

was easily defeated by Yang Xuanyu in this way, which means that...

Xiao Hongxiang cast a bitter gaze on Xiao Tian.

Does Xiao Tian need to play in the first game?

Desperately, he glanced at the sneering Yang Pochen, Yang Zichan, and Xiao Hongxiang's bodies trembled constantly.

"Who's next?"

Yang Xuanyu did not offer to rest, but continued to fight!

"I'm coming!"

I can't take much care of it now, Xiao Tian took a step, and when he was about to speak, a faint voice came from behind.

The owner of the voice is none other than Xiao Lun!

Xiao Lun knew in his heart that the people of the Yang family were planning to abolish all the genius descendants of the Xiao family in order to achieve the effect of the fault, and Xiao Lun would naturally not do what they wanted, but would want the Yang family to fault!

"You?" Xiao Tian turned his questioning gaze to Xiao Lun.

"I!" Xiao Lun tilted his head, neither humble nor arrogant.

Xiao Tian frowned, although Xiao Lun was no longer a waste young master of the Xiao family, he was only a little stronger than Xiao Zhan, not to mention that Xiao Zhan's strength had improved a lot in the past three days...

"Xiao family, not everyone can come and step on it!"

Xiao Lun didn't have a chance to look at Xiao Tian and Xiao Hongxiang in surprise, but after saying a word to himself, he jumped into the ring.

"Oh?" Yang Xuanyu was surprised: "Isn't this Xiao Lun of the Xiao family?

"Is there no one in the Xiao family? I actually let the waste that killed my father come to the scene, if I were to die of shame. ”

Several members of the Yang family sneered.

Xiao Lun's face was unusual, just glanced in which direction, just one glance, frightened several people's faces to change greatly, and cold sweat continued to drip from their foreheads.

How eerie is Xiao Lun's aura of slaughtering thousands of people? A single look can scare ordinary people into idiots!

"Oh, it seems that there are two hits!" Yang Xuanyu was surprised, looking at Xiao Lun with an unusual eye.

However, it was just a surprise, he was a powerhouse in the early stage of the Huishen Realm, and Xiao Lun was in the late stage of the Condensation Realm, and the difference was not a star and a half.

"Let's shoot!"

Xiao Lun stood in place and said lightly.

"Pretend!"

Yang Xuanyu snorted coldly, and came to Xiao Lun with an arrow step, his hands interlaced, and he pinched out a palm print and covered it against Xiao Lun's chest.

The palm prints were suppressed with a heavy aura like a mountain, and Xiao Lun's white clothes blown by the powerful wind agitated, and his black hair flew away.

Baguazhang!

As soon as Yang Xuanyu made a move, it was a gossip palm with amazing lethality, as long as Xiao Lun was hit in the chest with a palm, he would definitely fall into a waste person whose chest collapsed and fell to the point of Xiao Zhan!

Then just when everyone thought that Xiao Lun was dead, Xiao Lun disappeared and disappeared in front of Yang Xuanyu's eyes without a sound.

Boom!

This slap slammed into the air in front of him, and the air within a few meters of the blow exploded.

"You're dead. ”

A cold voice came from behind him, and a hand quietly pinched the back of his neck, and the heavy breath of death made Yang Xuanyu's heart tremble, and cold sweat swished.

"What?"

Yang Angtian was shocked, because he didn't see where Xiao Lun had just gone.

"This, how is this possible?"

Yang Pochen raised his eyebrows, feeling a little tricky.

Airplanes!

After all, Yang Xuanyu is not a character like Yang Fei, so naturally he will not sit still, but use the anti-swelling as a gun, piercing the air and hitting Xiao Lun's chest, fast and fast!

Airplanes!

Xiao Lun's figure floated past Yang Xuanyu like a ghost, the green light under his feet was dotted, his fingers were together, and with a "bang", Yang Xuanyu's chest splashed with a bloody sword, staining the ground red, this scene, let alone the Yang family, even the Xiao family was shocked and speechless.

Is this still a waste young master?

Doubts arose in the minds of countless clansmen.

Xiao Feng's pupils, who had resigned himself to his fate, regained his vitality, his excited body continued to tremble, and his old face surged with a natural ruddyness.

A touch of surprise appeared on Yang Zichan's calm face, and her beautiful eyes swirled, flashing a trace of aura.

"I want you dead!"

Yang Xuanyu felt ashamed, shouted, his hands were sealed, and the three-step life-killing lotus seal was sacrificed again, and a huge lotus flower bloomed from his center, slowly spinning, tearing the air on all sides to form a storm tornado, and shrouded Xiao Lun.

Airplanes!

Xiao Lun's eyes were dense, and there were essences shooting out, shining on every inch of the tornado.

Xiao Lun moved, no one could see his figure clearly when he moved, and he couldn't wrap Yang Angtian and Xiao Feng!

Airplanes!

Xiao Lun appeared in the sky above the White Lotus, that is, in the center of the tornado, and just like that, a straight finger fell down!

"Look for death!"

Yang Xuanyu was overjoyed, and tried his best, and the storm swept in all directions, wanting to stir Xiao Lun directly into meat foam.

Xiao Lun's face remained unchanged, and a finger fell on the white lotus, and the place on the spot was as tattered as a punctured paper, and spread in all directions, and the seemingly terrifying and surging white lotus flower disintegrated and scattered under Xiao Lun's finger, and Xiao Lun also came to the top of Yang Xuanyu's head, and a finger fell in the center of his skull!

Click!

A cracking sound came from the ring, and by the time everyone reacted, Yang Xuanyu's head had cracked like a watermelon, and the others also fell weakly, and were kicked by Xiao Lun and flew to Yang Angtian's side.

"Who's next?"

An indifferent voice broke the dead square, and Xiao Lun still stood in the ring with that breezy appearance, as if he had just killed someone and had no effect on him.

He glanced at Yang Zichan proudly, and his expression seemed to say: Are you surprised that I will complete two of your conditions?

"Ah!" Yang Angtian's face was full of hideousness, and he hugged Yang Xuanyu in pain and cried bitterly.

"Little brute, I want you dead!"

Yang Angtian was crazy, his eyes were scarlet, his white hair stood upside down, and with a flick of his arm, the golden knife turned into a long rainbow and killed Xiao Lun.

"Presumptuous!"

The old ancestor scolded, slapped the seat with his palm, and an invisible aura swept out, shocking everyone, and the golden knife stopped in front of Xiao Lun's eyes, unable to move forward any longer.

"Humph!"

Yang Angtian snorted heavily, shook his hand and withdrew the golden knife, suppressed his anger to death, and cast a vicious gaze on Xiao Lun.

"Break the dust, kill him!"

Yang Angtian almost roared.

"Yes!"

Yang Pochen, who was dressed in green clothes, nodded, a pair of sword eyebrows were very sharp, his lips set off a smile arc, and he jumped into the ring.

Is there another one to die?

Xiao Lun's face lifted slightly, he was not in a hurry, because none of you wanted to escape!

Yang Pochen's toes touched the ground lightly, and the person appeared in front of Xiao Lun's eyes like a feather, his hands were sealed, and there were thousands of changes, and a small tower was condensed by him and suppressed on the head!

Xiao Lun knew this move, and it was rumored that it was the Yang family's secret method, called the Forbidden Body Tower! All the people whose divine consciousness was covered by it would fall into a tower in a short period of time, unable to control their bodies.

Yang Pochen's speed was much faster than the others, and he came to Xiao Lun in an instant, pinching the tower seal in his hand, and when the head was covered, his movements were smooth, without any delay or mercy, if it wasn't for Xiao Lun, he might have succeeded him.

Call!

Xiao Lun touched the ground on his toes, and his body flew straight back, but Yang Pochen was not slow, he bit Xiao Lun tightly, and the small tower in his hand released a black, white and yellow light, dazzling, mysterious and weird, attracting Xiao Lun's divine sense.

Annoying flies.

Xiao Lun's lips squirmed a few times, and finally he was moved with murderous intent, and a fierce and violent aura suddenly erupted, which made Yang Pochen stunned in an instant, and the light of the small tower in his hand was erratic.

Edgeworth Pose!

Xiao Lun snorted lightly in his heart, put his fingers together with his sword, slid through the space in front of his chest, a white trace visible to the naked eye appeared, the small tower was shattered, Yang Pochen's face changed greatly, he realized that it was not good, and his five fingers popped out in order, and his breath turned into white light and killed Xiao Lun with the momentum of a meteor catching the moon, and his body was wrapped in a white lotus, in which he was accumulating, wanting to give Xiao Lun a fatal blow!

Xiao Lun's fingers jumped and waved, smashing those white lights invisible, one came to the white lotus, and with one finger to kill, the sword shadow shot back into the sky, wandering around, and the white lotus was instantly decomposed, revealing Yang Pochen in it.

Boom!

Yang Pochen's head was full of green silk flying, his eyes were like torches, with a light squeak, the breath of his whole body climbed to the top, such as nine dragons taking off, tigers leaping over mountain streams, and dragons going out to sea, majestic and fierce, fist strength erupted in the air, and the whole square hung up with gusts of violent storms, sweeping all directions, and many people were injured.

Xiao Lun pointed out, pointed at his fist, the sword intent was sharp, breaking his fist strength, strangling his fist with blood, the white bones of the forest were clearly visible, and Yang Pochen's mind couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

Boom!

Xiao Lun turned his fingers into fists and flew Yang Pochen, his toes touched the ground, the green light flashed, and the person came to Yang Pochen's body like a breeze blowing across the lake, and a green leaf condensed between his fingers, and gently slid towards his throat...

Xiao Lun fell from Yang Pochen's side, standing with his hands in his hands, his face was calm, and Yang Pochen fell at his feet in embarrassment, struggling to get up and punch Xiao Lun, and Xiao Lun walked away gently, in the direction of Xiao Feng's position.

Airplanes!

Yang Pochen's punch stopped three inches behind Xiao Lun's head and could no longer advance the slightest, his face suddenly became extremely pale, his hands covered his throat, and he couldn't make a single sound in his mouth, and after struggling for a few seconds, he finally fell down with a dead face, blood flowing out of his fingertips.

Yang Pochen, die!

Xiao Lun, the two geniuses who killed the Yang family, did not feel much joy in this, but was as plain as water, without the slightest fluctuation.

What he has learned is the supreme divine technique, and compared with the Yang family's spiritual technique martial arts, I don't know how many times stronger, if even they can't beat them, then Xiao Lun can die directly.

"Boy, you're too angry now, if you don't rule it out as soon as possible, you'll be out of the devil!" Linghu's voice sounded in Xiao Lun's mind.

"What should I do?" Xiao Lun was in pain, he was afraid of himself now.

"Hey, it's my fault, I shouldn't let you kill people without any preparation, this path, after all, is too extreme. ”

Linghu sighed: "Don't worry, there will be a way, you just have a little bit now, and it is far from being hopeless." ”

"That's good!" Xiao Lun nodded, breathing a sigh of relief, and at the same time complained in his heart: It's all your guy's fault!

"Who else?"

Xiao Lun's face softened, a little more normal, looked at Yang Angtian and asked.

"Ahh

"If not!"

Xiao Feng laughed, his face was full of pride and relief, and said with a smile: "Then Xiao Lun will officially become the thirty-sixth patriarch of my Xiao family!"

"See the Patriarch!"

The clansmen prostrated one after another, shouting respectfully.

Xiao Lun took the Mahogany Purple Jade Teng Dragon Staff from Xiao Feng's hand and held it high!

"Get up!"

"Patriarch Xie!"

"Xiao family boy, if you don't give me an answer today, I will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes!" A bitter and angry laugh, a gust of wind hung up, Yang Angtian came to Xiao Lun, and his breath covered Xiao Lun and exerted spiritual pressure!

"Offend my people!"

Ignoring Yang Angtian's threat, Xiao Lun's face was proud, his body was as tall as a pine, and the image of not falling down for ten thousand years was deeply engraved into the soul of every clansman of the Xiao family at this moment: "His people should be beheaded, and his heart should be punished!"

"Presumptuous!"

Yang Angtian couldn't tolerate it anymore, the tiger roared, and grabbed Xiao Lun with both hands in vain, his ten fingers broke through the wind violently, the white light flashed, and his eyes stinged!

"The boy of the Xiao family obeys orders!"

Xiao Lun's figure missed Yang Angtian coming to the front of the old ancestor, and the mahogany purple jade dragon staff was raised high, shouting: "Follow me to defend the family and drive away other clans!"

"If you offend my people, they should be beheaded, and their hearts should be punished!"