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The old man's gaze swept over Yang Ling and Yang Yunhai, and finally stopped at Yang Ling, revealing a strange light.

When the old man appeared, Yang Ling and Yang Yunhai immediately quieted down and dispersed their momentum. Bai Xueru and Chen Yan also looked at the old man respectfully. The old man is the ancestor of the Yang family, Yang Dingtian.

Since Yang Dingtian set foot in the Jindan Realm ten years ago, he entrusted the affairs at hand of the Yang family to Yang Ling's father and Yang Yunsheng to manage it. Retreat and practice, very rare.

Five years ago, due to Yang Yunsheng's mysterious disappearance, Yang Dingtian appeared for a while. Subsequently, the affairs of the Yang family were transferred to Yang Yunhai and retreated again.

The descendants of the Yang family know very little about this mysterious ancestor. I only know that this ancestor is very secretive, rarely shows up, and has absolute rights in the Yang family.

"Daddy. ”

Yang Yunhai said respectfully.

"Daddy. ”

"Daddy. ”

Bai Xueru, Chen Yan also said.

Yang Ling looked at Yang Dingtian and was silent. In the last life, his mother died of illness and he was expelled from the Yang family, and this Yang Dingtian never appeared. Yang Ling doesn't have that kind of grandfather's affection for Yang Dingtian.

"Yunhai, what's going on?"

Yang Dingtian swept his eyes and asked.

Yang Yunhai said: "Dad, Yang Ling has no respect for his elders and behaves presumptuously, I just teach him a lesson." ”

"Eyes are not respectful?" Yang Dingtian looked at Yang Ling and said, "Ling'er, is there such a thing?"

Yang Ling was neither humble nor arrogant: "So what?"

"Ling'er. Bai Xueru pulled Yang Ling's arm and said in a low voice, "He is your grandfather, don't talk to him like this." ”

"Grandpa. Yang Ling smiled coldly, "The treatment we have been in the Yang family over the years has been made by this grandfather." ”

Yang Dingtian said in a deep voice: "You are not satisfied with my decision?"

Yang Ling said: "Ling'er doesn't dare. ”

Yang Dingtian said: "The place where Yunsheng lived back then was Qingliu Garden, if you can take my palm, Qingliu Garden will be your mansion from now on, and no one is allowed to enter at will." ”

"Dad?!" Yang Yunhai exclaimed, "Why did Qingliuyuan give it to this kid?"

Yang Dingtian glanced at Yang Yunhai lightly and asked, "Do you have an opinion?"

Yang Yunhai's face changed, and he lowered his head and said softly, "The child doesn't dare." ”

Yang Dingtian has absolute rights in the Yang family, coupled with his amazing profound cultivation, even Yang Yunhai is like a child in front of Yang Dingtian.

"Ling'er?" Yang Dingtian asked, "What do you think?"

"Dad, Ling'er is still young, and he is inevitably impulsive, please let him go. ”

Bai Xueru held Yang Ling's hand tightly and pleaded.

"Mother. Yang Ling patted Bai Xueru's hand and said gently, "Ling'er has grown up, just leave everything to Ling'er to deal with." Then he walked to Yang Dingtian, neither humble nor arrogant: "If I take it, except for getting Qingliu Garden, all the treatment of my mother will be the best." ”

Yang Dingtian said calmly: "That's natural, as long as you take my palm." Then you can live in Aoyagien, and you can have everything that Aoyagien should have. If you can't take my hand, apologize to your second uncle immediately, and confine yourself for three months, and you can't go anywhere. ”

"Okay, I promise. ”

Yang Ling said in a deep voice.

Bai Xueru looked at Yang Ling's back, and the immature Ling Er seemed to have really grown up. The back is so majestic, exactly the same as his father Yang Yunsheng, completely carved out of a mold.

"Yunsheng, if you can see Ling Er like this now, how much. ”

Bai Xueru muttered in a low voice, with a slight brilliance in her eyes.

Yang Ling stared at Yang Dingtian, and the true qi in his body was running to the limit. Based on the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Strategy, it runs one after another Great Zhou Tian, forming a true qi cycle. At the same time, there was a faint black brilliance circulating on his body, and the Heaven Devouring Demon Sutra was hidden.

The spirit has reached a high degree of consistency and has run to the peak.

"With your current cultivation, it's too difficult to hold down the Jindan Realm cultivator, so let me come. ”

In his mind, the voice of blackened Yang Ling suddenly sounded.

"Nope. Yang Ling resolutely responded, "I have to do it myself." ”

"Is it because he has ignored all these years? I can't even suppress this little anger, these tens of thousands of years of cultivation are really in vain. Blackened Yang Ling sneered, "If you're really angry, I might be able to kill him." ”

"Shut up for me. ”

"Hahaha...... Annoyed and angry, but it means that you care. Maybe you should really know your heart. ”

Yang Ling no longer responded, and looked at Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian saw that Yang Ling had finished preparing, and the true qi around his body began to mobilize, and the cultivation of the Jindan Realm had not yet been revealed, and a wordless momentum enveloped the Quartet, shocking one side.

Ten years ago, Yang Dingtian stepped into the Jindan Realm cultivator, and now, no one knows how deep his cultivation is and how strong his strength is.

One Jindan realm, one Qi refining realm ninefold.

Like a chasm-like gap in cultivation, anyone believed that Yang Ling would not be able to resist Yang Dingtian's palm.

"I'm out of the palm of my hand. ”

Yang Dingtian snorted indifferently, and slapped out a palm, the wind was light and light, like a random wave, without monstrous momentum, without shocking majesty, just like an ordinary palm in his spare time.

However, the palm wind moved slightly, setting off a wave in the air. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a torrent of embankment and catharsis, and the terrifying posture was like an angry wave, and the momentum was magnificent.

Yang Ling's face was solemn, facing the fierce palm power like the wind, like a lonely boat, in the midst of the wind and waves, it was difficult to control his body.

The Heaven Devouring Demon Sutra and the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Strategies were operating to the extreme, and the faint black light flickered, absorbing the violent palm wind. Wan Dao Immortal Strategy frantically digested and assimilated the palm wind, and then fought against the palm wind.

However, the blow of the Jindan Realm could not be so easy to deal with. In addition, Yang Ling's application of the Heaven Devouring Demon Sutra and the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Strategies could not reach the level of blackening Yang Ling like a fish in water and being smooth and free.

Yang Ling's eyes were firm, blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face gradually turned white. His body trembled violently, unable to fully withstand Yang Dingtian's palm.

"Tiger Roar Shocking Fist. ”

There was an angry roar in his heart, and Yang Ling punched out. The sound of the tiger's roar shocked the world, and the power of domineering swept across the four fields. True Qi condensed and formed, turning into a roaring giant tiger.

However, in an instant, the roaring tiger was destroyed by the palm wind, effortlessly.

Although the Tiger Roar Shocking Fist did not allow Yang Ling to disintegrate Yang Dingtian's punch, it weakened the attack of the fist style, giving Yang Ling more time to prepare. The Heaven Devouring Demon Sutra and the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Strategies operated, shaking the remaining fist strength.

Burst.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yang Ling took a few steps back, and each step shattered the ground and clicked. The ground was stained red with blood, and his face was pale and bloodless. However, he took Yang Dingtian's palm, did not fly away with serious injuries, and did not pass out.

A pair of bright dark eyes stared at Yang Dingtian, full of tenacity.

Yang Dingtian glanced at Yang Ling, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Qingliu Garden, belong to Yang Ling." ”

The words fell, and he turned to leave.

"Daddy. ”

Yang Yunhai glanced at Yang Ling, his eyes were full of jealousy, and he also followed.

"Ling'er. Bai Xueru hurriedly walked up and said with a worried face, "Are you okay?" ”

Yang Ling spoke softly and smiled faintly: "Mother, I'm fine." ”