Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Only Xiao Chen was left in the empty room.

Xiao Chen lowered his head, and crystal tears fell pattering onto the blood-red robe.

Looking at the blood on his body, Xiao Chen raised his hand and actually integrated all the blood into his robe!

A crazy hatred flashed in his eyes, but it was eventually suppressed by him.

He roared in a low voice that only he could hear.

"Yuan Demons!!!!! The Shā Organization!!!"

"No matter… who you are… no matter where you are… I will find you!!!"

No sound came out of the sealed room, and Meng Jiangchu kept guarding outside the barrier.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened.

Xiao Chen, in a blood-colored robe, walked out slowly, his face extremely calm, and even his hair was combed.

Only a large scar remained on his chest.

He kept this scar himself, and he would never forget this day.

Xiao Chen, with red and swollen eyes, turned to look at Meng Jiangchu and said softly.

"Uncle Meng, I am going to convene a family meeting, and I need you to avoid it."

Meng Jiangchu was slightly stunned. He originally thought that Xiao Chen would keep him to help preside over the overall situation now that the Xiao family had become like this.

But he didn't expect Xiao Chen to make such a request at this time.

Meng Jiangchu pondered for a moment, took out a golden jade pendant from his arms, and stuffed it into his hand without explanation.

"If anything happens, crush it!"

Xiao Chen nodded silently. After the man left, he was about to close the domain barrier.

But he found a golden-haired man in a white robe coming with a sword in one hand.

Ye Feng complained unhappily: "Are you planning to face so many ill-intentioned people alone?"

Xiao Chen lowered his head and murmured softly.

"This is my family matter…"

Ye Feng kicked him in the butt, rolled his eyes and said.

"What's your family matter is my family matter, my brother's business is my business!"

"At this time, if a family elder jumps out to seize power, can you kill them?"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen pursed his lips and said nothing. He didn't want the foundation left by his father to fall apart.

But now he doesn't have much attachment to this family. He even thought that if someone wants to seize power, let them seize it.

At worst, he would take his mother away from the Xiao family and settle down in the Great Xia Sword Sect.

Ye Feng put his arm around his shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, your second brother is here."

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, suddenly raised his head, and his voice mixed with Yuan Power suddenly spread throughout a hundred miles!

"All members of the Xiao family, gather in the council hall!"

At once, all the Xiao family disciples looked up at the sky.

They saw the figure in the blood robe standing proudly in the void.

His stern face made many disciples feel a chill in their hearts, as if they saw the appearance of the old family head on him.

Then Xiao Chen took Ye Feng to the Xiao family's main hall.

Along the way, Ye Feng always lagged behind him by half a step, looking like a younger brother.

And on the way, Ye Feng also asked the doubts in his heart…

"Fourth… I remember you seemed to say that your family has six Integration Realm great power ancestors…"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen's face suddenly showed a lonely look, with a bitter expression on his face.

"That was the most glorious time."

"Some Integration Realm ancestors died under the heavenly tribulation, some did not pass the Great Limit, and some were forced to retreat to death but still could not understand the breakthrough."

"This time no one broke through… I'm afraid…"

Xiao Chen didn't continue to say.

But Ye Feng knew that if there were still ancestors in the family, today's events would not have happened.

I'm afraid… the Xiao family had already declined a long time ago.

Soon the two arrived at the Xiao family's council hall. At this time, the hall had not been completely repaired.

Many disciples were still outside rescuing the wounded, and had no time to take care of these broken buildings.

When the two came to the door of the hall, many gray-haired elders and old women were already sitting in the hall.

These people looked respected and dignified, with solemn faces.

But Ye Feng found that many people's eyes were slightly evasive, or their eyes were flashing with a strange gleam, looking at Xiao Chen inexplicably.

I don't know what these people are thinking in their hearts.

The door of the hall had already been broken, and as soon as the two appeared, they attracted everyone's attention.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became a little strange, and everyone was silent and cast their eyes over.

Seeing everyone sitting honestly in their chairs, a cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.

However, just as Xiao Chen stepped into the door of the hall and was about to land.

Xiao Chen suddenly felt that he was stepping on the void, and his steps had not yet landed.

Xiao Chen was a little puzzled as to why Ye Feng did this.

Ye Feng stood behind him, his body surging with ghostly energy, and his right eye emitted a strange red light.

His eyes were narrowed into a line, scanning everyone in the hall, and the terrifying pressure filled the void of the hall, causing the space to twist slightly.

Then, a layer of pitch-black flame curtain suddenly rose around the hall, which was a hundred feet in size!

The flame enclosed it like an inverted box, covering the entire hall from above.

The terrifying flames窜into the hall from outside the hall, startling many people to change their faces slightly.

Everyone who was swept by Ye Feng's gaze had their hair standing on end and cold sweat dripping.

Suddenly!

Ye Feng's voice behind Xiao Chen was森寒and calmly opened.

"Stand up."

The voice was not loud, but enough for everyone to hear clearly.

However, even so, no one stood up!

Even the elders closest to the door could not withstand Ye Feng's pressure, and looked pale at the elder closest to the main seat.

The elder in the lower right seat of the main seat had white hair.

Wearing an dark gold python robe, his breath is not weak, he is also a Refinement Void Realm cultivator, but his breath is虚浮, it is only the initial stage.

Hook nose, triangular eyes, thin cheeks and thin lips.

Wearing a white jade finger on his left hand, he was playing with two purple beads in his hand.

The old man seemed not to hear Ye Feng's words, nor did he feel the gaze of others.

Sitting lazily in the chair, he turned his back and picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"忒… what the heck…"

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and Xiao Chen传音ed beside him.

"Or… forget it, that one is my grandfather's own brother, I have to call him great grandfather."

Boom!!!

Between the violent Yuan Power surges, two sword lights actually split the Xiao family hall into three!!

The terrifying sword light brushed past the toes of the people sitting on both sides.

The mountain peaks were torn apart, and the beams of the entire hall fell down with broken tiles.

The ground was割裂, and the middle of the sword light happened to lead to the main seat symbolizing the family power.

This scene frightened everyone, and many people directly retracted their feet to the legs of the chair, looking at the door with horrified eyes.

Ye Feng didn't even传音, and directly spoke to Xiao Chen in front of all the Xiao family elders.

"I don't care if you are great grandfather or親grandfather."

"The current Xiao family, only you Xiao Chen can be the head of the family, this family must be yours to decide!"

Then he turned to look at the hall, and suddenly roared out!

"All! Give! Me… Stand up!!"