The Ninth Young Master secretly clenched his fists, the boat was naturally straight to the bridge, everything that should come would come, and it was useless to think about it. And now that he has exposed his mastery, it will definitely lead to greater killing!

I wanted to practice hard all the time, but on the surface, I kept pretending to be sick and coughing, and then I used my childhood relationship with a friend in the capital to successfully enter Beijing to take the exam and obtain the qualification to cultivate immortals. However, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, since some people don't want me to have a good life, I don't need to endure it anymore!

A few brothers who murdered themselves should no longer be forgiven, as for the person who gave Zhou Shan Da Zhou Tian a run technique, the existence of that person that the Ninth Young Master had known for a long time, and when he arrived in the capital, he would definitely let him pay for his blood debts! Zhou Shan is a traitor, but he is also loyal to his subordinates for many years, and this revenge will be avenged!

So what we have to do now is to wash this family in blood!

At night, the cold wind blows slowly, and the surface of the lake ripples under the moonlight, rippling in a circle. A young man in white stood beside a lonely grave, looking up at the bleak moonlight, his eyes slowly turning blood-red.

A trace of murderous aura in my heart, the evil aura accumulated after years of patience, now began to erupt little by little. The astonishing murderous aura blew away the peach petals all over the place, and the pink peach blossoms seemed to be slowly dyed black.

He remembered the cold poison that almost poisoned Qing'er, he remembered the deep scar on his shoulder, he remembered every knife that Zhou Shan carried for him, and he remembered the indifferent and ruthless father!

Hehe, giving him a mansion, a guard and a maid, it's a bit of affection, right? After all, without Zhou Shan, he would have died a long time ago, so there was a chance to practice secretly?

But he will never forgive his father.

He remembered his tragic death of his mother, he remembered that the gentle and beautiful mother told him never to be revenge, and he remembered that his mother's dead body lost its temperature little by little and turned into a cold corpse. As soon as he thought of that cold corpse, the Ninth Young Master could no longer control his murderous aura, and the peach trees that hit directly flew and the wind blew violently, constantly hitting the windows.

If he hadn't been afraid of exposing his innate martial arts, if he hadn't been confident enough in the Breath Accumulation Technique, he would have been turned upside down. But now that his strength has been exposed, he has to make a desperate bet! He has endured it for ten years, ten years!

However, the heavens would not have mercy on this young man. The torrential rain poured down and struck the lone wolf hard.

"Young Master!" suddenly heard an exclamation, and Qing'er ran out of the house with an umbrella. The thin girl ran to the Ninth Young Master's side with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and stood on tiptoe to hold up an umbrella for the Ninth Young Master. She tried her best to bring her umbrella close to the boy, but she drenched herself.

The rain left down her fair face, and the eye circles were still a little red and swollen because of the crying just now, and the strained and persistent look hit the young man hard, and in an instant all the murderous anger of the young man disappeared cleanly, and he picked up the little girl and walked into the house. "Young Master!" Qing'er suddenly blushed and lowered her head, this girl who thought like an adult woman didn't know what she was thinking. The Ninth Young Master suddenly said to Qing'er gently,

"Qing'er, don't be afraid, the young master is going to kill people tonight, you obediently wait for me to come back!"

What is this? It sounds scary and warm. Qing'er thought silently. She knew all the stories of the Ninth Young Master, and she wanted to remind him that everything was suspicious, but the young master's gentle expression made him feel scared.

The young master treats her very well, she will never disobey the young master, even if it is wrong, she is willing to do it, no, what the young master wants to do must be right.

She knew everything about the young master, his loneliness, his hatred, his forbearance, and his strength. He told her everything, and now she is willing to give everything for him, but, young master, does he know what I think?

Qing'er shook her head, no matter what, it was enough to serve the young master for the rest of her life. This is just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl! According to the old man, she was only picked up by the roadside, and she didn't know how old she was when she came to serve the young master, she only knew that since she came to this lonely island peach forest, the peach blossoms bloomed seven times and fell seven times.

It's been seven years! The little girl is a little proud, how many seven years are there in her life? No, seven years is not enough, I still need many, many more seven years, Qing'er thought greedily.

The Ninth Young Master didn't pay attention to what the girl with her head down was thinking, and the others had disappeared into the vast night. Of course, he was not at ease when he left, and arranged a few sword qi outside Qing'er's room. Sword Qi can not only kill enemies, but also give yourself an early warning.

With the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, in the entire Qianzhou, I am afraid that no one can hurt Qing'er. However, he did not step into the cultivation realm, and the cultivation forces behind Qianzhou were not as simple as he imagined. But in the state capital, in the land of ants, which immortal cultivator cares?

The Ninth Young Master has cultivated himself to cover up to the peak of the day after tomorrow, and wearing a white dress in the night is really a daring artist. What he wants to kill tonight is not someone else, but his own brother! That's right, flesh and blood! After Qing'er dissipated the murderous aura in his body, his whole person was silent, calm, and cruel. There were thirty-eight people who had assassinated his brothers, and these thirty-eight included, of course, the most brutal second brother.

Almost everyone in the courtyard has at least three acquired peak powerhouses, because of the suppression of their own cultivation, the critical attacks of these nearly a hundred acquired peak powerhouses before death should not be underestimated, and a hundred small injuries can also cause major injuries. Zhou Shan is because he gave up resistance, but these acquired peak powerhouses are fighting for their lives one by one, and they will bite you even if they die.

The Ninth Young Master has a strong spiritual power, and he really doesn't dare to burst out too strong combat power, and under the fierce suppression of the invisible sword qi, the power has been greatly weakened, but this does not prevent him from cutting off his brother's head with a sword, and there is almost no one in the state capital who is his enemy.

Those brothers couldn't believe that this powerless scholar had such a powerful combat power, especially the second young master, the resentful gaze before death could simply put people to death.

"That son who was born in a cheap life should die, he should have died a long time ago! I didn't dare to let go of fighting because of my father's face, and now I regret it!" The second young master's words before his death also made the ninth young master understand that the law of the jungle, the strong survive, and the grass needs to be eradicated!

He took the heads of thirty-eight brothers, and found his father and his brothers in the ancestral hall, and the ten clan elders formed a half-circle, as if waiting for the arrival of Yingtian.

Ying clan ancestral hall!

Eight famous surnames in ancient times: Ji, Yao, Fei, Ji, Jiang, Ying, Yao, and Fei.

The ninth young master's surname is Ying, and his name is Tian. There are ten brothers in the father's generation, according to the wind and clouds, thunder, lightning and rain, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, that is, Yingfeng, Yingyun, Yinglei, Yingdian, Yingyu, Yingjin, Yingmu, Yingshui, Yinghuo, and Yingtu.

Father Yingfeng is the patriarch, the real leader of Qianzhou, and now he sees his son walking into the ancestral hall with the heads of thirty-eight brothers, and his face does not change. Observing the rest of the Ying family elders, they seem to be indifferent to their children.

"Tian'er, can you kill tonight?" Yingfeng calmly looked at his ninth son, a white coat has been dyed red with blood, among the thirty-eight heads, in addition to his second son, there are also the heads of three children, six, and seven, and he lost four children overnight, and his face did not change, and he was not shocked in the face of the collapse of Mount Tai, and he was an old and ruthless character.

Yingtian looked at his father and stared directly at his ruthless face: "Old horseman, if you don't give me an explanation tonight, if you don't give my mother an explanation, you don't want to leave!" He looked at the clan elders, "There is a debtor and a master, I only kill me and the person who harmed my mother, and the unrelated people leave quickly!"

Yingyun sighed and said, "Tian'er, you have killed enough tonight, didn't you find out that we didn't stop your killing? What is the most needed thing in a family? These wastes in your hands, if you die, you will die, and they are not worth mentioning at all." If you can extinguish the resentment you have had for many years tonight, be able to serve the Ying family well, and lead a few brothers to the capital to obtain cultivation qualifications, you can take the lives of our ten brothers if you want. ”

Ying Lei stared straight at Ying Tian's sword qi and said, "Child, you don't understand how much effort your father has made to ensure that you can survive! Your status is different, if you attach too much importance to you, I'm afraid it's not just these thirty-eight who will harm you." ”

"We have so many heirs of the Ying family, no one can be biased, you can only rely on your own efforts, rely on yourself to survive in the fight with each other, only those who survive are the strong! We don't need waste, we only need the strong! We can release invisible sword qi, we won't ask where you come from to inherit, we only need the family to pass on!"

"In my generation, there were hundreds of brothers, but now there are only ten left. Practice has proved that the more people die, the better the family will develop. The core of a family must be led by the elite of the elite, and your father has at least a hundred brothers on his hands!"

"You are only sixteen this year, you have such a heart, you have endurance for ten years, you have such a cultivation, hundreds of acquired peak powerhouses are vulnerable in front of you, the Ying family is destined to rise in your hands!"

"Tian'er, your mother died to save your father's life. Our ancestors of the Ying family were originally the prime ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but because of the persecution of traitors, our ancestors have always been kind-hearted and compassionate, and in order not to involve the party struggle and cholera dynasty, they automatically retreated from Qianzhou. ”

"However, our opponents did not let us go, since our ancestors retreated, step by step, our Ying family was bloodbathed. The ancestors learned from the pain and understood that the only way to fight violence in this world is to fight violence with violence, and only to endure it, accumulate strength, and then fight back. In order to accumulate the power of future generations, what we need is excellent bloodline power, and our many children and grandchildren can only appear after a bloodbath!"

"We can't be as weak and bully as our ancestors, when we encounter an opponent, we must kill them all, if we are not defeated, we must wait patiently, accumulate strength and annihilate the opponent in one fell swoop! And you are precisely the best seedling we have found since our ancestors!"

Ying Tian only felt trembling in the face of this group of old foxes. In order to take revenge, these old immortals actually support their descendants to kill each other to obtain the best bloodline for inheritance and accumulate strength, this is simply the way of the devil!

Although the people killed by Yingtian are his brothers, they are all people who want to kill him in the past ten years, and they are just revenge for themselves, where did they think that all this was actually designed by the elders of the ten clans?

Yingtian's face was complicated, and he said: "I don't care about your conspiracies, I just ask, how did my mother die?"