After a few breaths, the children of the Ye family kept coming, and at this time, the old man standing in front of the ancestral hall was full of earthy yellow light, his long gray hair was windless, his face was sinking like water, and a three-foot earthy yellow long sword beside him was 'Zheng Zheng' and danced.

The family was invaded by outsiders, how could Ye Chengan tolerate such a provocation, his body did not move, his right hand was divided into two fingers, and the three-foot earthy yellow long sword that slowly turned came to an abrupt end. Then, like a crossbow arrow, it shot out, turning into an earthy yellow streamer and attacking the ancestral hall.

"Ding"

The streamer was too fast! Yang Qing only had time to take out the long stick and come out of the slanted frame, and the tip of the sword was already pierced on the body of the stick that was as black as ink.

The force carried by the tip of the sword was too strong, and the long stick could not catch it, and smashed into his chest, and the earthy yellow true yuan on the long sword turned into an arrow-like qi that tore the black warrior strength suit into strips of cloth, and the scars rolled by the muscles covered Yang Qing's ragged upper body, and the whole person was also thrown up by this force.

His arms were nearly unconscious, his sleeves were shattered into rags, and his rough face was written with despair, and he struggled to fall to the stepped offering table.

Ye Cheng'an's cold expression changed slightly, he was a monk in the late stage of Dingling, and he didn't kill the other party with a full blow, which was unexpected but he didn't hesitate to make a move, his body still didn't move, and his fingers swiped again, and the earthy yellow three-foot long sword turned in the air and shot at Yang Qing who was miserable in the fall again.

"Uncle, spare your life!" Li Mengjie screamed in horror, a sharp broken sound sandwiched between her warm voice.

This shout made the long sword in the rapid shot pause, and it stopped in the air, and at this time, Yang Qing's upper body was drenched in blood, and he fell on the sandalwood offering table with a loud sound, and the blood droplets smashed on the offering table that was about to collapse.

Ye Lingfei's delicate face turned pale, and she knelt on the ground with a 'poof', and begged with tears in her eyes, "Uncle Zu, please don't kill him"

"Uncle, spare your life, if you want to vent your hatred, kill my mother and daughter" Li Mengjie knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and begged with a scream.

Ye Cheng'an's thick eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at the mother and daughter who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and begging for mercy with angry eyes.

Seeing that Yang Qing took advantage of this short time to leave countless blood droplets in the air and eject from between the broken offering tables, Ye Chengan's face was even darker, and he snorted coldly, his earthy yellow fingers slashed horizontally, and the three-foot long sword cut out horizontally, and he was about to separate his body and head with one blow.

Yang Qing didn't have time to panic in his heart, and he was unwilling to sit still, so he was dying, struggling to the death, stepping wildly under his feet, and rushing forward with his short body.

"Zheng!"

The strong wind brought by the sword through the air shook the unkempt black hair, which was less than four inches unkempt, and before it could be blown down by the strong wind, a strand of black hair had already been shaved off. The earthy yellow sword stopped suddenly, flipped and slashed, and the head under the sword was cut into two pieces.

Yang Qing's face tensed, his body pounced more quickly, and he stepped forward like a spirit snake under his feet.

"Zheng!"

The ragged samurai armor was cut again, the waist was cold, the half-foot-long red line appeared, and before the muscles rolled outward, the earthy yellow long sword stopped slashing, as if it was grasped by a pair of powerful hands, from static to extremely fast stabbing.

"Peng!"

The pain in the waist couldn't be cared about, Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter couldn't care about the blood on their foreheads, and just when the long sword stabbed sharply, Yang Qing's hands and feet suddenly slapped the ground at the same time, and his body floated forward.

"Boom!"

The earthy yellow sword pierced into the hard marble floor, and it was only an inch away from stabbing Yang Qing's descendants. The sharpness and strength of the long sword are enough to sink the sword body into the ground, but it must be useless like this, how can Ye Chengan have such a mistake, the long sword is pulled out, and he will attack again!

"Click, click, click"

Yang Qing's face was expressionless, ignoring the long sword behind him, and before his body landed, his arm was raised and slapped towards the more than thirty tablets that had not been broken.

The thin prohibition on the tablet was broken in an instant, and the inch-thick sandalwood tablet was smashed into pieces of sawdust.

"Thief, die!"

Ye Cheng'an glared angrily, the earthy yellow true yuan in his body surged out, surging out like a dragon, he only attacked with a long sword, he didn't want to destroy the tablet of the Ye family's ancestors, and at this time, it had been smashed into pieces, so he would no longer keep it, and he wanted to play the spell with amazing destructive power!

"Stop!" The loud applause of the window paper trembled, and Yang Qing fell into the sawdust turned into more than thirty tablets, his face was fierce, and he raised his fist.

Ye Cheng'an's palm that was about to seal was still in front of his chest, and the earthy yellow true yuan around his body rolled endlessly, and he glared angrily and stopped attacking, "Hmph!"

At this time, Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan had already rushed to stand behind Ye Cheng'an, their expressions furious, ready to kill at any time.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Dozens of flickering figures of various colors fell to the ground from the air, and the children of the Ye family running on the ground continued to merge, including teenagers, young people, and middle-aged people, and more than 100 people gathered in a blink of an eye, and their expressions of anger surrounded the ancestral hall.

"If I don't kill you, it's hard to vent the anger in my heart" Ye Hua was furious, summoned a light red long sword and stepped forward to kill it in a few steps, Ye Chengan was furious, withdrew the earthy yellow true yuan, and stood on the lookout.

"If you dare to step forward, I will crush the Ye family's ancestral space ring" Yang Qing's face was fierce and hideous, and he said fiercely, staggering to his feet, his upper body was covered with scars from rolling muscles, and his legs trembled slightly.

The extremely fast dodge was completely explosive potential, and if it was an ordinary Sea Realm cultivator, he would have already died under the first blow.

"Huh?" Ye Hua stopped, with doubts in anger, and then looked at Yang Qing's clenched fist, and then at the gray ring on his right hand.

"Space Ring?" Ye Chengan stepped in front of the door and asked angrily and suspiciously.

The hundred disciples gathered in front of the ancestral hall shook and crowded forward, Ye Renxuan's expression was complicated, both angry and joyful.

Yang Qing sneered, glanced at the feet of the two of them as if threateningly, the muscles of his whole body trembled, and the hideous wound stopped bleeding. Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter were frightened, surprised and other emotions, stood up and ran behind him, big tears fell in a stream, and their foreheads were covered with blood.

"Don't look at it, your ring is fake" Yang Qing said with his head held high and sneered, standing up straight.

Ye Hua wore a gray ring on his right hand, which was similar to the one worn in the portrait, but it was a little less ancient.

Ye Chengan and the others all looked at Ye Hua, who looked angry, and didn't understand why a ring was fake.

"Looking for death, I will take your dog's life at this time" Ye Hua said angrily, holding a long sword and about to rush in.

"Do you think I'm going to laugh again" Yang Qing said coldly, and as soon as his palm moved, a gray and simple ring appeared between his fingers, and he was about to crush it.

"Come back!" Ye Chengan shouted angrily, "Don't be in a hurry to kill him, wait for him to explain"

Ye Hua's annoyed expression froze, and he slowly withdrew his legs and feet that had entered the ancestral hall, his eyes stared at him for a moment, and the long sword with fiery red light in his hand trembled, as if he was about to break free.

The ragged black warrior suit on Yang Qing's body was soaked in thick blood and stuck to his skin, he stood calmly, his expression was cold, and he said in a cold voice, "This space ring is a symbol of the identity of the Ye family's successive family heads, and there is a space within a hundred zhang radius."

Before the words fell, the children of the Ye family were in an uproar, they had only learned about the space ring in ancient books, because the space ring was very rare, and the refining method was not something that these ordinary monks could know, it was said that it was refined after stripping off the monk's purple mansion, and this kind of means of indulging the space was too appalling.

The monk's purple mansion can store items, but there are many restrictions, such as magic weapons and magic weapons that can damage the spiritual root, spiritual qi that can defile the spiritual root, etc., and the subordinate items that are compatible with the spiritual root cannot be stored. Unlike space rings, you can store any item, as long as the space inside the ring can withstand it.

This is the preciousness of the Space Ring!

The children of the Ye family were more suspicious, they didn't believe that the man in black had a space ring between his fingers, and they hadn't heard of the token that the Ye family had handed down to symbolize the head of the family.

For a while, the noise was louder, crowded forward, and the divine consciousness swept wildly, but the space ring had been recognized by Yang Qing with blood, and others did not want to find out.

The blood of the space ring is not to be greedy, but with the material of the space ring, it is difficult for him to damage the slightest if he does not recognize the master.

Yang Qing's expression was cold, observing the expressions of Ye Chengan and Ye Hua.

"Silence!" Ye Renxuan Yun Zhenyuan shouted angrily, his voice rolling.

With the angry shouting, there was silence in an instant, and the elders of the Ye family were reprimanded by a junior, and their faces were ugly, but the scene at this time was not good.

"Let the old man believe you!" Ye Chengan suppressed his anger and said coldly.

"You can see the portraits of the Ye family's previous family heads!" replied Yang Qing coldly, the force on his fingers did not decrease in the slightest.

"It's really the same, this is the Ye family's thing, come back quickly" Ye Chengan glanced at the gray ring on Ye Hua's right hand with cold eyes, and then said coldly.

"Let the three of me leave Yunxi City!" Yang Qing's expression remained unchanged and he said in a cold voice.

"Threat? Hmph! You steal in my Ye family ancestral hall, and you want to threaten with this, how can the old man let you go. Although the space ring is precious, it is only a foreign object," Ye Chengan said angrily.

Ye Cheng'an has the highest seniority, and the children of the Ye family dare not interject, Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan's expressions changed several times, and their eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Why did this matter come about, you and I know Du Ming, I sneaked into the ancestral hall, one is to survive, and the other is to think that Ye Hao's death is strange" Yang Qing said coldly, his rough face turned pale due to blood loss.

Ye Lingfei's tears fell, and she pressed the injury on Yang Qing's waist with her arm, Li Mengjie's forehead full of scars was red and swollen, and she stared at Ye Hua resentfully.

Yang Qing's words made the Ye family disciples whisper again, and the expressions of Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan were even more ugly, if it weren't for Ye Chengan's presence, they would have already rushed in to kill them.

"The affairs of the Ye family, how can you, an outsider, take care of it, return the space ring, the old man will abolish your cultivation, and let you and the three of you leave, and there will be nothing to do with it from now on" Ye Chengan squinted his eyes, paused for a moment, and said coldly.

"Haha! Waste my cultivation!" Yang Qing sneered, and then said mockingly, "I forgot to tell you that there is a cloud of Spirit Devouring Flame stored in the Space Ring."