There are rules in the clan, disciples of the same clan are strictly forbidden to kill each other, if the death of someone is unreasonable, the murderer will be punished with his life or cut off limbs, and the crime of abolishing cultivation will be broken, and a limb will be cut off and then expelled from the family, and he will never return to the clan.

Now that Yang Mingtao is dead, he was beaten to death by Yang Ningfeng, and because Yang Ningfeng is the identity of the eldest grandson of the lineage, it is very different from others, if he is convicted today, even if he does not have to pay for his life, the lightest and lightest may be expelled from the family and never return to the clan, so that for the Yang family, it is not only a big crime of killing each other by disciples of the same clan, but also means the belonging of the heir of the next patriarch.

"Yang Mingtao, this is using his death to fulfill his father and brother!"

People who know this truth well are very bright in their hearts.

Swish!

Almost everyone's eyes looked at Yang Ningfeng, everyone knew that today's Seven Bells Conference was the Judgment Conference, and it was about to begin!

In these eyes, there is sympathy, worry, schadenfreude, cynicism, and coldness...... It's incredibly complex.

Yang Ningfeng suddenly raised his head at this time, facing so many pairs of eyes, his face remained unchanged, he was not shocked, and after a while, he lowered his head again, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling coldly. At this time, in his heart, he secretly wrote down the meaning contained in the eyes of these people, and said to himself in his heart: "Remember these people. If you have the opportunity to repay what is good to me, you will repay it twice. What is not good to me, I will double it!"

"It's so calm at this moment? It seems that I really underestimated this son, and today, my eldest brother, who has been ignoring clan affairs for more than ten years, actually came, although it was for his son, but until now I still can't see through his cultivation ......!"

For Yang Ningfeng's calmness, for Yang Wenxuan, who came abruptly but not unexpectedly, Yang Wentang felt a pang in his heart, and for no reason, he actually smelled some unusual smells.

Suddenly, Yang Wentang really killed Yang Ningfeng. Over the years, he didn't dare to act rashly because of the strength of Yang Wenxuan, who had always been jealous, but he knew very well that he couldn't move Yang Wenxuan, but if Yang Wenxuan had no queen, the position of patriarch would really have a chance to fall into the hands of his father and son, but he was a calm and prudent person, because of his identity, he had never dared to deal with Yang Ningfeng in person, and he also took into account the feelings of the clansmen, so he never deliberately wanted to move Yang Ningfeng's life.

But now, he finally made up his mind, and Yang Ningfeng couldn't stay. Together, the index finger of his left hand, which was lying flat on the arm of the chair, moved slightly.

Only Yang Xuanhong understood the meaning of this move, and immediately came out of the crowd, knelt down, and cried out with tears in his eyes: "Grandpa, elders, uncles, you want to uphold justice for Mingtao, you want to make decisions for Mingtao, he died so unjustly!"

Yang Ningfeng's sword eyebrows raised slightly: "It's here!"

"Xuanhong, you get up first, if you have something to say, what is going on, you tell everyone about it. Although Yang Teng was extremely reluctant to see his own flesh and blood killing each other, as the patriarch, he had to speak out at this time, first glanced at Yang Ningfeng who lowered his head, and then sighed lightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Grandpa, it's him, it's Yang Ningfeng who killed my brother, it's him!" But Yang Xuanhong didn't get up, he was still kneeling, but his head was raised violently, and he pointed at Yang Ningfeng, his voice was fierce, his face was hideous, and he ate angrily.

"Do you have evidence?" Yang Teng's eyes rose with a touch of sadness, mourning for the death of a grandson, and even more mourning for the death of a grandson, and now a grandson angrily pointing at another grandson.

"Grandpa, what other evidence do you need? Everyone in the clan knows that my younger brother had a conflict with Yang Ningfeng, was injured by him, and died shortly after being sent to the medical hall!" Yang Xuanhong said in a choked voice.

"Xuanhong, don't talk to your grandfather like this. ”

At this time, Yang Zhen, who was the third elder, suddenly stood up and spoke, first lightly scolded Yang Xuanhong, and then said to Yang Teng: "Patriarch, this matter is well known, I also investigated just now, Yang Mingtao was indeed injured and killed by Yang Ningfeng. ”

When Yang Teng heard this, he didn't answer, but just stared at Yang Zhen fixedly, and that gaze, like a blade, seemed to pierce Yang Zhen's heart.

"Does this old guy know about my relationship with Xuanhong?"

Yang Zhen's heart shook violently. It's just that on the surface, he was silent and calmly faced Yang Teng's gaze.

"Yang Ningfeng, come out!"

Yang Teng finally took his eyes off Yang Zhen's body and looked at Yang Ningfeng.

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Yang Ningfeng walked out with a calm expression, and then knelt down: "Grandson Ningfeng greets grandpa...... Hello uncles, elders, elders!"

"You get up and speak. Yang Teng waved his hand and said.

Yang Ningfeng was not pretentious, and stood up when he heard the words.

"Presumptuous! Now that you are a sinful body, how can you stand and speak?"

But as soon as Yang Ningfeng stood up, Yang Zhen suddenly shouted.

Swish!

It seemed to cooperate with Yang Zhen, and suddenly dozens of pairs of eyes stared straight at Yang Ningfeng, almost wanting to burn him, some of them were strong people of the Yang family with profound cultivation, and their eyes seemed to be able to kill, as if a single look could make people collapse.

"Hmph, they're putting pressure on you. You must be the patriarch, and these people will be cleansed. The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit sensed something, and immediately became dissatisfied, muttering.

"Hehe, let's talk about this tribulation first!"

Yang Ningfeng said very lightly, secretly silently returning to the Yuan Dao of the Five Qi, and the Yuan Qi energy in his body quietly moved, wanting to resolve and resist the pressure that these people deliberately cast on him.

"Humph!"

At this time, a cold snort suddenly sounded, and a mighty aura suddenly erupted, turning into an invisible energy that enveloped Yang Ningfeng, and then before everyone could react, Yang Wenxuan's voice was already resounding throughout the ancestral hall: "Now the right and wrong are still inconclusive, who dares to attack my son and harm Ningfeng, I will not forgive!"

Rumble!

The sound was actually not loud, but it was tantamount to a thunderclap on a sunny day, and everyone looked at Yang Wenxuan in shock.

At this time, Yang Wenxuan, where did he still look a little drunk? his eyes flashed violently, like a god.

"This is the real young master, the eldest young master is back!"

"Brother Wenxuan, you're finally back!"

Seeing Yang Wenxuan like this now, those who supported Yang Wentang were all taken aback, and they all felt that Yang Wenxuan had suddenly become majestic and unfathomable. And those who have always supported Yang Wenxuan before, but who have been heartbroken by Yang Wenxuan's depravity all these years, have suddenly become hot in their hearts, and even people like Yang Wenxiong, who can be described as diehard loyalists to Yang Wenxuan, have begun to burst into tears with excitement.

Yang Wentang was the most shocked, if it weren't for his deep city government and good cultivation, he would be afraid and frightened at this time. But he was calm and calm, and now when he learned that Yang Wenxuan's strength had not only decreased slightly because of his alcohol addiction for more than ten years, but had reached an unfathomable state even better, his hands on the armrests on both sides of the seat had begun to tremble uncontrollably.

Yang Xuanhong and Yang Zhen quickly glanced at each other in shock, both of them saw the shock in their eyes, but at the same time, they also saw the fierceness in each other's eyes. Yang Wenxuan has really been pretending all these years, even if this is the case, Yang Ningfeng can't live in this world, and the plan must be carried out to the end.

"Zongpin, I really didn't expect that I was blinded last night, your father should already be up and down the sixth-stage Zongpin, with such strength, he deserves to be the number one master of your Yang family!"

In order to protect his son, Yang Wenxuan decided not to disguise it anymore, and just now he secretly resolved the secret pressure of dozens of people on Yang Ningfeng with the power of one person, which can be regarded as announcing his current cultivation to everyone. But because no one in the Yang family has been able to break through to the realm of Zongpin for too many years, although everyone has an unfathomable feeling about Yang Wenxuan, no one can say what Yang Wenxuan's specific strength is.

But the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit is different, not to mention the peak of the sect, even the powerhouses of the peak of the higher level he doesn't know how much he has seen, so he immediately judged Yang Wenxuan's strength.

"No, my father is so powerful? Six-stage Zongpin? Isn't that even more powerful than the city lord who is known as the number one master of Wuning City? Haha, my father is mighty!

Listening to the words of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit in his consciousness, Yang Ningfeng was both shocked and excited, and he almost jumped up and cheered!

At the moment when his father helped him resolve the coercion of those people, he felt that his father's cultivation was unfathomable, but he would never think about it at the level of Zongpin. If the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit's judgment was correct, then his father's strength was not only the number one master of the Yang family, but also the number one master of the entire Wu Ning City!

According to his understanding of some powerhouses in the mainland, the six-stage sect product is afraid that it can already be called a "master" among the martial cultivators in the entire Chongyuan Continent!

"What's so exciting about this, as long as you cultivate well, what is the strength of the sect, you will definitely not be worse than your Lao Tzu. Seeing that Yang Ningfeng was so excited, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit's slightly disdainful voice sounded again.

Now that those people were intimidated by Yang Wenxuan, and no one dared to use their yin hands, Yang Ningfeng felt a sense of relief. However, although he was protected by his father, he still felt that in the entire ancestral hall, many disdainful and contemptuous eyes were still shooting at him.

"I will definitely cultivate hard, I can't let my father protect me for the rest of my life, I want to become stronger, and let these people who look down on me know how naïve they are!"

Yang Ningfeng knew that these people looked down on him because he was only a sixth-stage scholar now, and in his heart, he once again desperately wanted to get a strong power. He knew that the root cause of these people's efforts to deal with him today was because he was too weak now, and if he had a powerful force like his father now, who would dare to touch him?

In a world where strength is the norm, strength is everything!

"Wen Xuan, in everyone's eyes, Ning Feng and Ming Tao are the same, and no one wants to harm him. It's just that Ning Feng has killed Ming Tao now, committed the crime of murder, and violated the clan rules, although he is the eldest grandson of the lineage, he can't mess with the rules......" Yang Zhen glanced at Yang Wentang, his face raised, and he looked at Yang Wenxuan and said.

"Bullshit clan rules, don't talk to Lao Tzu about clan rules......" But before Yang Zhen finished speaking, Yang Wenxuan directly interrupted angrily.

"Wen Xuan!"

Yang Teng frowned and shouted in a deep voice.

"Humph!"

Yang Wenxuan didn't dare to rush into Yang Teng, this was his father, after snorting coldly, he simply closed his eyes and muttered: "You can say whatever you like, but who dares to touch my son to try!"

"Daddy is so strong!"

Yang Ningfeng almost laughed out loud! When he felt warm in his heart for his father's love, he even worshiped his father to the extreme. Too heroic, too strong!

At this time, Yun Luo, who was standing at the door of the ancestral hall, was even more excited with tears in her eyes......