Yitian was motionless, like a rock, and the breath around his body did not fluctuate in the slightest, like a pool of stagnant water.

Yitian's performance made Nangong Zhenghao's pupils tighten, and an impenetrable doubt made Nangong Zhenghao question.

After all, he is a martial arts powerhouse, and Nangong Zhenghao is not comparable to his two sons.

Since Yitian can easily abolish Nangong Mingjie and Nangong Yingjie, it shows that he must be superior in some aspects, and before he understands the details of Yitian, Nangong Zhenghao does not dare to underestimate the enemy.

At this moment, many people from the Nangong family heard the news, and everyone gathered around, whispering from time to time.

In Mochizuki Town, there are many people from the Nangong family, although their status is high and low, they are all people of the same clan, and any news between each other will spread throughout Mochizuki Town in an instant.

Now, Nangong Feiyu has come back alive, and the news of his death yesterday is self-defeating.

And now, Nangong Zhenghao has come to the door, and the reason for this has already spread throughout the town.

Everyone is waiting to see the good show, waiting to see how Nangong Feiyu responds?

Martial Soul vs. Martial Zun, the result can be imagined.

However, Yitian's performance surprised many people, is there something hidden in this?

With this speculation in mind, everyone held their breath, and the surroundings quickly became quiet.

It seems that there is no one else in heaven and earth except Yitian and Nangong Zhenghao.

The wind blows gently, bringing fresh air.

In the early morning of the rising east, a sensational event is about to happen in Mochizuki Town......

"Come on, boy. The old man is going to take a look today, what kind of ability do you have, you actually ate the gall of a leopard, and dared to abolish my two sons. ”

In front of everyone's eyes, although Nangong Zhenghao still couldn't figure out the details of Yitian, he couldn't show weakness, he was a martial arts level powerhouse, how could he swallow this breath.

Yitian looked at Nangong Zhenghao coldly, and the invisible thought wave was quietly invading Nangong Zhenghao's body, understanding his cultivation strength.

It was only a day since Yitian got Nangong Feiyu's memory, although it had been digested and absorbed, and fused with the Qilin Holy Fruit, but after all, the time was too short, and his strength had not improved significantly.

At present, Yitian is only a junior martial artist, the capacity of the yuan force in his body is only about five thousand wisps, and the oscillation frequency is also below six thousand four hundred, so he needs to be more careful in the face of martial vener-level powerhouses.

With a slight movement of his eyes, Yitian soon had a clear understanding of Nangong Zhenghao's cultivation.

Nangong Zhenghao is an intermediate-level martial artist, and the Yuan Force capacity in his body has reached around 7,800 wisps, and the Yuan Force oscillation frequency is between 7,000 and 8,000, and his strength is obviously stronger than Yitian.

If it is hard, Yitian will definitely be invincible.

However, Yitian also has a clear advantage, and is different from ordinary people in terms of detection and defense, and does not necessarily lose to the enemy.

On the side, Nangong Yun's face was pale, his eyes were full of worry, he turned his head to look at the crowd around him, and said loudly: "Nangong Zhenghao, you are a martial artist, you are not afraid of others laughing at you by bullying the small with the big like this?" Don't forget the family rules of the Nangong family, everything needs to be ruled by the Council of Elders, if you make decisions like this, you are not afraid that the Elders will sanction you?"

Nangong Zhenghao snorted coldly: "You shut up for me, you are not qualified to talk to me about this." Today, no matter what, I have to abolish him to relieve the hatred in my heart. ”

Bai Feng said angrily: "Nangong Zhenghao, if you dare to ignore the Council of Elders, you are not afraid of the Elders' blame?"

Nangong Zhenghao laughed wildly: "Blame, your son was ruthless, and he abolished my two sons at once, and he has already violated the family rules, and I am just enforcing the family law for the Elders." ”

Nangong Yun asked loudly: "The elders will enforce the family rules, when will it be your turn to do trouble." Now that everyone is watching, I advise you to leave quickly, lest it will be too late for you to regret it when the elders find out. ”

Nangong Zhenghao roared: "Don't talk nonsense, you want me to let your son go, that's impossible." Today I have to skin him and avenge my son. ”

At this moment, there were more and more onlookers, and a deep voice in the crowd broke the peace.

"Nangong Zhenghao, your mood is understandable, but you despise the Council of Elders, this is a family taboo. This is your first offense, so I won't mention it for the time being. If you want to seek revenge from Nangong Feiyu, then there are only two ways. First, the presbyterian council will adjudicate, investigate the cause of the matter, divide the responsibility, and give a ruling. Second, you can propose to go to the heavenly torture platform to fight for life and death, but the premise is that Nangong Feiyu is willing, because you are a martial artist, he is a martial soul, and the choice is in his hands. ”

"Ah, it's Eighth Elder Nangong Zhenhua. ”

In the crowd, countless exclamations rang out, revealing the identity of the speaker.

Nangong Yun was overjoyed when he heard this, and held his wife Bai Feng's hand tightly, showing some happiness on his face.

Lan Xin's face was also relieved, she looked at Yitian with wonderful eyes, and said softly: "Childe, don't pay attention to him, there are eight elders here, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous." ”

Yitian was silent, his face was expressionless, and people couldn't guess his thoughts.

Nangong Zhenghao was angry, but as Lan Xin said, the Eighth Elder had already spoken, and he really didn't dare to openly disobey the family rules, because he understood that the consequences of flouting the Council of Elders were very severe.

Glaring at Yitian angrily, Nangong Zhenghao said hatefully: "Nangong Feiyu, do you have a kind of life and death with me on the heavenly punishment platform?" If you are afraid of death, kneel down and kowtow to me in public to apologize, I can consider sparing your dog's life." How about it, whether it's fighting or kneeling, you give a word. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Yitian and waited for his response.

Bai Feng said loudly: "Feiyu, you ignore him, this is his provocation method, he deliberately wants to provoke you, and then take the opportunity to kill you." ”

Nangong Yun said: "Nangong Mingjie is the first to lose, everything is left to the Council of Elders for adjudication, we can't be as knowledgeable as him." ”

Lan Xin said eagerly: "Young master, this is his trick, don't be fooled." ”

The advice of his relatives echoed in the morning breeze, but Yitian did not react, still looking at Nangong Zhenghao indifferently, and the atmosphere was very strange.

Nangong Zhenghao held a grudge and roared: "You are dumb, you speak." If you don't plant it, put the woman's skirt on your head, and the old man can ask about it when you die. ”

**The naked ridicule caused a burst of laughter all around, and everyone knew Nangong Zhenghao's intentions.

Nangong Yun, Bai Feng, Lan Xin, and Chen Fu all looked anxious, for fear that Yitian would respond to the battle, so they all opened their mouths to convince them.

In the crowd, the eight elders didn't say much, after all, everything was decided by Yitian, and life and death were in Yitian's own hands.

The ridicule of others and the consolation of relatives are intertwined into a chaotic voice.

Yitian was very quiet, and it was not until the laughter around him gradually dissipated that he suddenly turned around and walked towards his parents and Lan Xin.