In the hall, the elders of the two sides quarreled red eyes, and the noise was like a vegetable market.

    "Well, all shut up. Our master will do what he says and will never take back what he said. Yang Xuan, get out of the Yang family immediately." Yang Dingkun shouted angrily.

    "What a great prestige, let me get out of the Yang family?"

    Yang Xuan laughed angrily and never gave Yang Dingkun any face again. He said to the point: "Yang Dingkun, don''t think I don''t know what you''re worried about. Drive me out of the Yang family. On the one hand, I won''t be angry by the seven Xuanmen. On the other hand, Tang Zhentian can deal with me unscrupulously. This is completely a poison trick of killing two birds with one stone. He deserves to be the head of the family. He can kill people when he talks and laughs."

    As soon as he said this, the crowd inside and outside the hall changed color. Then he woke up. They looked at Yang Dingkun in surprise. They didn''t expect that Yang Dingkun''s idea seemed to drive Yang Xuan out of the Yang family, but actually pushed Yang Xuan into the abyss of eternal disaster.

    "Nonsense." Yang Dingkun was furious.

    Peng!

    The palm slapped on the seat. Although the seat was made of hard nanmu for hundreds of years, it burst into pieces and sawdust flew everywhere under his angry palm.

    "Why, I''m right in my mind and angry?" Yang Xuan mocked.

    "Bastard, do you still understand the inferiority?" Yang Dingkun was furious.

    "I''m not from the Yang family now. Don''t you think it''s ridiculous to talk to me about dignity and inferiority?" Yang Xuan sneered.

    "Come here, come here quickly, and escort this crazy man who is full of nonsense to me. In addition, drive out his father Yang Tian, too. Our Yang family has raised the drunkard for so many years, which is the best of benevolence and righteousness“

    Yang Dingkun blushed and roared. If there were no people inside and outside the hall, he would have been angry and slapped Yang Xuan to death.

    "There''s no need to catch up with my father. He''s already gone." Yang xuanleng snorted.

    "Gone? Where did he go?" Yang Dingkun frowned.

    "If you go, you''ll go. You don''t care where my father went."

    "What, Yang naively left!"

    Many of Yang''s parents were surprised at the moment, and then suddenly, after all, Yang Xuan had such a big thing, and Yang Tian never showed up, which is obviously unreasonable.

    "Well, the leader of the Yang family really knows the great righteousness. If these maniacs who don''t know the greatness of heaven and earth don''t drive them out, they will bring great disaster to the Yang family."

    At this time, Tang Zhentian, who had not spoken for a long time, patted his palm and asked Yang Dingkun, "master Yang, can Yang Xuan be brought out of the Yang family by Tang?"

    "Yes." Yang Dingkun hated Yang Xuan and nodded without thinking.

    "The owner of the house cannot."

    Just then, a plump and beautiful woman with a young girl walked into the hall quickly.

    "Six younger sisters, the owner of the house has decided this matter. You don''t need to say more." before Yang Dingkun spoke, Yang dingfang took a step and stopped the woman.

    The woman is no one else. It is Yang ningshuang, the sixth elder of the Yang family. She has the cultivation of four heaven in the Vientiane realm. Among the elders of the Yang family, her cultivation may not be the highest, but her strength is far higher than her cultivation. No one despises her.

    The girl beside her needless to say is Ying''er. The little girl is deeply afraid of Yang Xuan''s accident and almost runs with Yang Ning.

    "Brother..." at the moment, Ying''er jumped into Yang Xuan''s arms and cried loudly.

    "Well, don''t cry, brother will be fine." Yang Xuan held Ying''er and patted her on the back.

    "Hum, it''s all right. You''ll know if it''s all right later."

    Tang Zhentian''s face was full of a ferocious smile. He walked up to Yang Xuan and said, "little beast, you can''t escape today."

    "Aren''t you afraid to offend the seven Xuanmen?"

    Yang Xuan looked up at Tang Zhentian and pulled Ying''er behind him. Although Fu Bo, a master of heaven and man, secretly protected him, he was still worried that Tang Zhentian''s sudden killer would hurt Ying''er.

    "If you dare to speak hard when you are dying, isn''t it a seven Xuanmen? If you offend me, I will offend you. I will kill you and fly away with my son."

    Tang Zhentian said coldly.

    Hearing what he said, people inside and outside the hall were surprised and unbelievable. No one thought that Tang Zhentian was willing to abandon such a big family in order to kill Yang Xuan. However, Yang Xuan''s life would be hard to protect.

    "What a big breath. Dare you try?" Yang ningshuang was stopped by Yang dingfang just now. She was very angry. When she heard Tang Zhentian''s words, she immediately gave a cold drink.

    "Ha ha, I even abandoned the whole family. What else can I dare not?"

    Tang Zhentian laughed wildly and kept pushing Yang Xuan.

    He didn''t walk fast, but his killing intention became stronger and stronger, but even so, there was no panic on Yang Xuan''s face.

    "Are you not afraid?"

    When Tang Zhentian saw Yang Xuan''s calm face, he became more angry and more murderous.

    "Fear? I never know what fear is. Besides, you are dying. Why should I be afraid?"

    "What do you mean?"

    Tang Zhentian didn''t understand. He was shocked all over.

    "What, what''s the matter?" he exclaimed. He saw a mysterious shadow entangle his body. No matter how he struggled, he couldn''t break free even if he tried his best. The shadow entangled his body like a maggot of tarsal bone, making him unable to move.

    "This, this is the shadow martial spirit!" exclaimed Yang Dingkun. Ignoring his image, he suddenly stood up from his seat.

    "What, shadow martial spirit, the legendary shadow martial spirit!" many Yang elders also got up one after another, stared at the dark shadow on Tang Zhentian.

    The dark shadow, like human and inhuman, is as dark as ink. It transmits an extremely strange smell. It is cold and piercing. It seems that it can pull people''s soul out of the body.

    "Who, who is it? Get out of here."

    Tang Zhentian was shocked and angry. He was already frightened in his heart, because he couldn''t move all the time. It was like being hit by the fixed body curse. He could only reluctantly run a little energy to protect his body.

    "Noisy."

    Suddenly, a cold hum sounded, and a small dark shadow flew out of the dark shadow. It was a dark palm, which slapped on Tang Zhentian''s face.

    The slap was terrible. Rao Shitang Zhentian had vitality to protect his body. He also felt the burning pain on his face. Half of his head was buzzing and dizzy. His mouth howled, half of his teeth vomited out, and his mouth was full of blood.

    Seeing this scene, many Yang families outside the hall screamed again and again.

    "What''s the matter? The head of the Tang family is an expert of jiuchongtian in Vientiane territory. He doesn''t have the ability to fight back!"

    "Didn''t you hear what the master and elders said? It''s a legendary shadow martial spirit!"

    "Shadow martial spirit, can you control the shadow to attack the enemy!?"

    ……

    "The shadow martial soul is actually a shadow martial soul. I didn''t expect to see this kind of martial soul again after ten thousand years."

    Yang Xuan was also very surprised. He knew that the person who shot secretly must be Fubo, but he didn''t expect that Fubo had awakened the shadow soul.

    Yang Xuan is too familiar with the shadow martial spirit. In his previous life, he had fought with the person with the shadow martial spirit, and his cultivation is lower than him. However, relying on the shadow martial spirit, he was able to draw with him. Of course, it is also because he did not use the dark martial spirit, but even so, he can see the strength of the shadow martial spirit.

    No, in addition to being powerful, the biggest feature of shadow martial soul is weird.

    This kind of martial spirit can control its own shadow, and can also make the shadow invisible. No matter how strong your perception is, you can''t detect it.

    Moreover, once bound by the shadow soul, both the body and soul will be fixed. Unless there is a lot of difference in strength, it is difficult to break free.

    At this moment, not only Yang Xuan was surprised, but Ying''er behind him was also surprised.

    The little girl opened her mouth, pulled Yang Xuan''s clothes with her hand, and asked curiously, "brother, is the shadow martial spirit very powerful?"

    "Of course it''s powerful. This is the legendary martial spirit. Few people can wake up." Yang Xuan nodded with a smile.

    "Who, what''s the ability to get out and hide?" Tang Zhentian was about to collapse and roared.

    "You want to see me, too?"

    The voice was still there. A dark shadow turned into a big hand and grabbed Tang Zhentian''s neck like a chicken. He lifted him up, and his neck immediately made a series of brittle noises that couldn''t bear the weight.

    "Ah..." Tang Zhentian''s face twisted and his mouth screamed like a pig: "don''t, don''t kill me, spare my life..."

    "Spare your life? It''s too late. Besides, you''re not lonely on the huangquan road. Go with your dead son."

    "Ah, you, you have killed my son?"

    "Yes, cutting grass needs to be rooted. Although your son is just a waste, it will be a disaster to keep it."

    "You, you are cruel, I, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go."

    "Click!"

    The man in the dark did not answer again and directly pinched Tang Zhentian''s neck.

    "Dead!" the pupils of the crowd shrunk, and Yang Wei even turned pale and trembled.

    It''s terrible. A big hand turned into a shadow killed Tang Zhentian, a master of jiuchongtian in the Vientiane realm. It''s incredible.

    "Who is your excellency? You might as well show up." Yang Dingkun was calm. Seeing Tang Zhentian''s tragic death, he asked loudly.

    However, his voice fell, but no one answered or appeared for a long time.

    Seeing this, Yang Dingkun''s face suddenly became a little ugly, but he also knew that the strength of the people hidden in the dark was strong enough to threaten him. No matter how angry he was, he didn''t dare to say anything cruel.

    For a time, the atmosphere inside and outside the hall became a little depressed. Everyone knew that someone was hiding in the dark, but they just couldn''t find it. The other party was like a ghost. No one knew where he was hiding unless he appeared himself.

    After a while, Yang Xuan opened his mouth and asked, "Fubo, is that you?"

    "It''s me." an old man with bent figure, white hair and wearing a mat of coarse linen appeared in front of Yang Xuan, smiling and saying, "I haven''t seen you in five years. Young master has really grown up!"