With Tang Xiao's shout, the entire Haotian Sect was alarmed, and the clansmen used their own means to quickly come to Tang Zhen's door.

Looking at the elders who arrived first, and the flow of people who were still pouring into this room despite the fact that they were obviously unable to get through, Tang Xiao became more and more annoyed in his heart, and said:

"A few elders stay, and the rest of the clansmen should also move to the council hall."

The small group of clansmen who supported the sect master's main lineage and Tang Xiao naturally turned around obediently and walked towards the council hall.

The rest of them obeyed the order after seeing the leaders of the elders nodding.

After a few breaths, only Tang Xiao, the five elders, and Tang Yuehua, who had just arrived at the door, were left.

Among the elders, an old man with a pair of long eyebrows was the first to speak, and his tone seemed to be full of concern: "Xiao'er, let's talk about it now?" Why did the sect master suddenly have an accident? ”

Tang Yuehua also looked at his brother with concern.

Tang Xiao looked at these five old men, the only remaining disciples of the previous generation of Haotian Sect, and really wanted to tell them everything, telling them:

"My father died voluntarily for Haotian Sect, he was born without deserving and died well."

However, he can't.

Thinking of his father's earnest entrustment before his death, he gritted his teeth and said something against his will?

"Father, after he was scolded by the Seven Elders, he was enlightened and heartbroken, and he felt that he had missed the opportunity and was sorry for the sect.

In addition, after Brother Hao caused trouble, even if the sect was already in such a situation, it did not return.

His father himself was seriously injured by the Wuhun Palace, and under the blow of internal and external troubles, he suffered an acute stroke and died. ”

The Second Elder of Changmei looked slightly mournful when he heard this, and he was speechless for a while, but the Seventh Elder who had scolded Tang Zhen a few days ago fell to the ground and cried loudly:

"Sect Master, you are confused! Even if you have no way to teach your son, Tang Hao's unfilial son colluded with the soul beast, annoyed the Martial Spirit Palace, and harmed the lives of the disciples of my Haotian Sect, but without you, the Title Douluo, wouldn't we be even more helpless to the Martial Spirit Hall outside! ”

Although the Seventh Elder had a hot temper, he was not stupid, and after crying, he actually attributed Tang Zhen's death to Tang Hao's actions, not mentioning that he had humiliated Tang Zhen in front of him before his death.

Tang Yuehua is well versed in the rules of handling things and the sharpness of her words, so she naturally heard it, and just wanted to open her mouth to refute, she heard that her brother actually responded to it:

"What the Seventh Elder said is right, father... It was when he scolded Brother Hao for not returning for a long time that he held his breath. ”

Of course, Tang Xiao saw Tang Yuehua's eyes, but he could only pretend not to know, and even secretly prevented Tang Yuehua from speaking, even if there was no father's order, the enemy was current, he would not have a little verbal dispute, and clash with several elders.

He believes that even if Brother Hao is not there, he will definitely think so. Well, that's right.

The second elder listened to Tang Xiao's words, his expression became even more secretive, he looked at Tang Xiao with straight eyes, and said:

"Since the sect master died in anger, then I don't know where the sect master's body is, we must deal with it as soon as possible, so as not to be called by the villain."

"Inevitably, my body has changed, I have already included my father in my soul guide, and I will take him to the ancestral land of the back mountain to settle in later."

Missing a hand and a leg, the head will be handed over to the corpse of the Martial Spirit Hall after that, how can he take it out now.

Seeing him prevaricate, the second elder was shocked in his heart, as if he understood something, and immediately stopped asking about the details.

After all, it is common knowledge that the soul bones absorbed by the soul master will fall after death, but they will generally pick out the soul bones after cremation, such as Tang Xiao is in a hurry, it is indeed rare to directly remove limbs and bones from his father's corpse, anyway, it must have been absorbed, and it is not good to hear if it is really pierced.

"In this way, who is in charge of the sect now?" The Fifth Elder asked.

"That's naturally according to the old rules of our Haotian Sect, whoever has the biggest fist is in charge." The Sixth Elder also said.

The Seventh Elder didn't howl anymore, stood up and echoed casually: "That's right, that's right, whoever has the biggest fist is in charge." ”

Seeing that a few elders wanted to set the rules as soon as they sang and harmonized, Tang Yuehua finally couldn't help it, and stepped forward to fight with several elders on the basis of reason.

These old men are the tears of the times left by the first generation of Haotian, the old Contra Douluo who has accumulated years, although his eldest brother is also talented, but he is not like the second brother, who can break through to the title Douluo at the age of 44 and kill the Pope.

According to Tang Yuehua's understanding, when the eldest brother returned to the mountain, he was only at level eighty-three or four, and in the past few years, even if he really worked hard and had no bottleneck, he would be able to reach level eighty-seven at most, which is the opponent of these old men who have worked hard at level 89 for many years.

Unexpectedly, Tang Xiao was like having no temper, and still nodded in affirmation: "That's right, what the elders said is right, our Haotian Sect has always relied on fists to call the shots. ”

"Big brother!"

"Haha, the kid is sensible."

"This kid is good, he knows the times."

In Tang Yuehua's anxious and satisfied voices of several elders, a strong aura came from Tang Xiao's body, not eighty-three, eighty-four, not only eighty-six, eighty-seven, that aura rose all the way, and it still didn't stop when it rushed to level eighty-nine.

The breath fell, the martial soul possessed, and a black-gold sledgehammer appeared in Tang Xiao's hand, and the eight soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black and black pulsed up and down at the handle of the hammer.

"Tang Xiao, level ninety Battle Soul Douluo, Martial Soul Haotian Hammer, please also ask the elders for advice."

"It's... How is this possible! You have broken through Title Douluo! "The Seven Elders are full of incredulity.

He had only seen him the other day.

The second elder stroked his long eyebrows with his hand, feeling that the truth was as he expected.

Tang Xiao, this kid is really ruthless, his father has done it, he is so terrifying, he will become a big weapon.

The Third Elder, the Fifth Elder, and the Sixth Elder don't have any ideas, advice? Teach a fart! You can't compare to the level anymore, you may be able to win with experience, but how old are they? How old are they?

Even if you win, will you wait for a wave of "don't bully the poor youth" in a few years?

Seeing the five elders die down, Tang Xiao did not give up, he was not happy with his current strength at all, this was not the strength he had cultivated himself, it was his father who held him up with one hand and one leg before he died.

"Since you have broken through, then naturally there is no need to compare, Tang Xiao, the position of the sect master of Haotian Sect belongs to you! Since then, my Haotian Sect has once again had a Double Douluo. The Second Elder smiled.

"But my hammer tells me that if I don't beat you up, my thoughts don't make sense." Anyway, he didn't use soul skills, he just took the hammer and simply slammed it at the five elders, not so much beating people as venting.

Tang Yuehua watched from the side, this is her brother, which is the most eye-catching existence in the world.

"Tang Xiao~! Think it out! Outside, the Wuhun Hall is still eyeing it! If you do it with us now, you'll cut off your own arm! ”

"Don't worry, I've got you covered! Leave the Martial Spirit Hall outside to me! ”

If after handing over my father's head, the Martial Spirit Hall will not stop, and Qiandaoliu will not die, what is the use of a few more old men like you, it is better to let me have a good time.