Chapter 51 Night Dragon

"Buzz!"

At that moment, just as the golden giant sword slashed towards the night light cold from the air, with incomparable momentum and oppression. A light lit up on the mountain behind the west courtyard of Yejiabao, a cyan light, and the light quickly formed a huge light cover, which enveloped the entire west courtyard in an instant, like a transparent cyan pot lid, buckled down from the sky, covering all the pots in the west courtyard. Then a domineering roar sounded.

"Who dares to hurt my precious granddaughter?"

Hearing this voice, all the hearts of the people in the Intoxication Garden were shocked at the same time, and they wanted to look towards the back mountain in horror. But what was even more terrifying was that they were all unable to move, even if they moved a finger or twisted their necks.

The West Courtyard is as if time has frozen at this moment, the elders flying in the sky, the sleeves of their clothes have stopped swinging, the white beard of the Azure Elder is still slightly cocked, the Night Light Dance is still running like a run, the Night Sword has been showing a mouthful of white teeth, the Night Light Han is still kneeling on one knee, and the giant sword in mid-air is still with an incomparably fierce momentum, but it stops above the forehead of the Night Light Han, and everything seems to be frozen and frozen with the cyan light.

"Sanctuary!"

The elders thought of a word in their minds at the same time. Although the Night Sword was still showing his white teeth and sneering, there was a burst of bitterness and remorse in his heart. He obviously blocked the back mountain, as long as no one went to touch the prohibition of the back mountain, no matter how many people died on the family side, no matter how lively the fight was, the back mountain side would not know. It's just that he missed a little, and he missed the night Qingniu's granddaughter Night Light Dance. The night green cow loves the night dance so much, how can she not leave something for her?

The night gun and the night sky are blue, but the heart of the night is happy at the same time. Although the body cannot move, the brain is spinning rapidly. The night gun was thinking about how to use this matter to hit the night sword hard, but the night sky was blue and the night was thinking about how to intercede with the patriarch to protect the night light cold.

"Bang!"

Just when everyone was fighting the little Jiujiu in their hearts, a cyan figure blasted over from the back mountain like a meteorite, and at the same time, two figures, one yellow and one white, lit up in the back mountain, and they also rushed over.

"Humph!"

The cyan figure came first, it was an old man in a green robe, the old man's face was ordinary, and his facial features were also very upright, but his eyes seemed to be bigger and bulging a little, making his whole person show a trace of brutal and domineering atmosphere. The old man in the green robe, as soon as he fell to the ground, first snorted heavily, looked at everyone in the field, but looked at Ye Qingwu nervously and carefully, as if he was looking at his precious granddaughter if she was missing a single hair and was a little injured.

"Bang!"

The black figure and the white figure also slowly landed, looking at the chaotic Intoxication Garden, looking at Ye Rong on the ground holding his neck and staring at him, and the golden giant sword in mid-air. The black-clothed old man frowned slightly, waved his big hand at will, and gently dispersed the golden giant sword that the night sword had turned into the battle qi of his whole body, and said lightly: "Qingniu, remove the domain field." ”

"Uh. ”

Seeing that his granddaughter was fine, Yeqing Niu relieved himself, waved his hand, lifted the holy realm, and began to look at the situation curiously. There seems to be a big battle here?eh? How can there be a breath of divine power, looking at the young man in the field with his head held high, indifferent and arrogant, Ye Qingniu seemed to feel that something very interesting must have happened today, and hurriedly whispered to Ye Qingwu to talk.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The elders in mid-air, as soon as they saw that the Yeqing Niu had lifted the Holy Domain, hurriedly landed, knelt down on one knee with all four people in the field, and said loudly: "Meet the patriarch and the two Supreme Elders." ”

"En!" Ye Tianlong said lightly, although he just stood there quietly, without releasing a trace of battle aura and coercion, but everyone still felt that the black figure that was not tall was like a mountain, making people feel a trace of depression unconsciously.

Ye Tianlong lightly swept everyone in the field, looked at Ye Rong who died tragically, looked at Ye Qinghan who did not change color under the giant sword just now, and finally saw a white dress, snow-white hair like a night whispering peacefully asleep, his face finally had a trace of emotion, and he said with some anger: "Who is that woman?"

There was silence in the field, since the night dragon came, they had been thinking about how to explain what had just happened to the patriarch, and they were all waiting to bear the patriarch's anger, but they didn't expect that the first sentence that the night dragon asked was actually to ask who the woman was, and they didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Her name is Night Whisper, it's my sister, she's dead. ”

Just as the elders were opening their mouths to explain, a cold voice sounded in the audience.

Hearing the answer, Night Dragon slowly turned around. Looking at the young man in front of him, who was dressed in black, full of blood, and had a cold face, he felt a little familiar, frowned, and said again: "Who are you?"

Ye Qinghan seemed to hear a very funny joke, wanted to laugh but didn't laugh out loud, the corners of his mouth twitched, his trembling feet, and slowly stood up: "My name is Ye Qinghan, the son of Ye Dao, I used to be your grandson, but ...... Not anymore. ”

"Night Knife, Night Knife...... Son?" Hearing the name of the Night Knife, Ye Tianlong's brows furrowed even tighter, and he waved his hand, signaling the elders behind him who wanted to speak to shut up, and continued to ask in a deep voice, "Why was it before, but not now?"

Looking at Ye Tianlong's vaguely familiar, but very unfamiliar face, Ye Qinghan laughed self-deprecatingly: "Why not......? I don't want to be your grandson anymore, because I don't want to be surnamed Ye anymore. As for why they want to kill me? It's very simple, today I killed a lot of people, I killed the Night Leopard, I killed the core disciple Ye Qingxi, abolished the cultivation of the eldest young master of the family for more than 20 years, and killed the elder Ye Rong, and even ...... I still want to kill the Night Sword!"

"Wow!"

Ye Qingniu and the white-clothed Taishang Elder Ye Baihu showed an incredible expression, looking at the young man whose face was trembling a little while standing in the middle of the field, and his heart was shocked.

The son of the night knife is so violent? It seems that he came out of retreat last year, only to hear that this young man is a cultivator, and even the war beast has been summoned?

However, when they looked at the white-clothed and white-haired girl behind Ye Qinghan, they seemed to guess something, and the two were silent, waiting for the young man to uncover the mystery.

"Unexpectedly, the son born by the night knife is even more fierce than him, and this temper is exactly the same. Yeqing Niu sighed in his heart, as if he remembered the peerless genius more than ten years ago.

"Why did you want to kill them? Don't you know that the family has clan rules, a torture hall, and an elder hall?" Although Ye Tianlong guessed something in his heart, he was still shocked by Ye Qinghan's words, but he still had a faint expression on the surface.

"Haha......" Ye Qinghan suddenly laughed, heard two super jokes in a row, and finally couldn't help but make him laugh, but the desolation in the laughter, the mockery was not disguised at all, he coldly glanced at the elders behind Ye Tianlong: "Clan rules, bullshit clan rules! The deputy elder of the torture hall is lying on the ground, and as for the elder hall, it is a pile of shit." Ye Tianlong, are you already old and confused?The Elder Hall of the Clan Rules and Punishment Hall is useful, I will fight for my life and kill people?"

"Boy, presumptuous!"

"The night is cold, you dare to be unreasonable to the patriarch? ”

"Father, Ye Qinghan has gone crazy, let the child clean up this family scum. ”

Ye Qinghan's angry scolding was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, shocking everyone. In an instant, countless people trembled, pointed at this young man who spoke wildly, and scolded loudly. And the night sword was even more excited, and he jumped into the air, turned his palm into a claw, and grabbed it straight to the neck of the night light cold.

"Bang!"

With a slight wave of the Night Sky Dragon's hand, an invisible force slammed into the Night Sword's chest, and the Night Sword retreated. Ye Tianlong turned his head, looked coldly at the Night Sword covering his chest, and the countless elders who scolded Ye Qinghan angrily, and said expressionlessly: "White Tiger, before the matter is clear, who is making a sound, and then make small movements, and take them all." ”

"Shut up all, the patriarch didn't ask, and no one was allowed to speak again. The old man in white was a white tiger at night, his eyes flashed, he felt the complexity of things, and shouted in a deep voice.

Ye Tianlong nodded, turned around, and stood silently to the side, not knowing what he was thinking. said lightly: "Take your sister and follow me to the torture hall, I will give you an explanation, of course, you also need to give me an explanation." ”