Doomsday Horror Storm

Chapter 20: Nangong Family! [Second update]

Yang Xuan frowned slightly and looked up, only to see that the person speaking was a young man in white clothes. He was extremely handsome, holding a fragrant wood in his hand. He looked suave and had a scholarly temperament.

And behind the young man in white, stood a young man in purple, with a strong waist and a strong back, and short hair, full of a violent feeling.

"Nangong Mu, what are you doing here?" Ye Feng stood up and stared at the young man in white with sharp eyes, with a faint trace of murderous intent on his body.

The young man in white glanced at him and said impatiently: "Didn't you leave the school? Why are you back? This man has always been from our Nangong family. My grandfather sat here and my father sat here.

This is the rule”

Ye Feng sneered and said: "This position is always first come, first served. Don't think that just because you are from the Nangong family, you can be unscrupulous. If you really have the ability, go and steal the senior brother's position. His position is No. 1

"

The young man in white's expression darkened, his eyes flashed with anger, and he said sternly: "Are you going to give in or not?"

"No," Ye Feng said proudly.

The dispute between the two attracted the attention of the people around them, but no one came out to stop them, but watched with interest.

The young man in white looked livid, and shouted to the young man in purple behind him: "Du Pu, teach me a lesson to this ignorant boy. Don't think that after entering the Qianyuan, you can do whatever you want."

"Yes." The young man in purple clasped his fists and nodded expressionlessly. Then he took a step forward and stood in front of Ye Feng. There was no emotion in his eyes as he said, "Apologise to the master."

"Apologise?" Ye Feng raised his brows and sneered: "Just let me apologize to this kind of pustule. Are you kidding me? After practicing for more than ten years, I have exhausted all the materials and treasures of heaven and earth, but I am still in the golden elixir realm. Even entering the

He has no qualifications for the inner sect of Shushan. If it weren’t for the Nangong family behind him, I would have slapped him to death."

These words, every word was like a knife, piercing the softest part of the heart of the young man in white. His handsome face turned ferocious in an instant, and he shouted angrily: "Pu Du, if you don't beat him, I, the Nangong family, will raise you in vain."

You bunch of beasts

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man in purple, and the veins were exposed in the fists under his sleeves.

servant

Starting from his grandfather, the ancestors of the Nangong family planted the servant mark in his body, which caused the Du family to obey the orders of the Nangong family for generations.

No matter how good you are or how unparalleled your talents are, you must always obey the Nangong family's instructions and dare not disobey in the slightest.

"brush"

The young man in purple clenched his fist and hit Ye Feng hard, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.

In Ye Feng's eyes, this fist was like a big mountain, pressing down from the sky, blocking all escape routes, making him feel trembling.

The people on the straw mats all around showed shock. The power of this punch was so powerful that even if they encountered it, it would be difficult for them to receive it.

"Could it be that...all the inner disciples of Shushan can do whatever they want?"

Yang Xuan stood up slowly, like a mountain rising upwards. A rock-shattering aura shot out from him the moment he stood up, and that seemingly overbearing punch hit the ground.

In Yang Xuan's light palm, it stopped instantly and could no longer move.

The people watching around were a little surprised and looked at Yang Xuan twice.

The young man in purple raised his head and stared at Yang Xuan's face with slightly red eyes. He was filled with shock. He had long noticed that this young man in black with a plain expression was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

That's all. The punch he just made would be extremely difficult for even a person in the middle stage of Nascent Soul to follow, but judging from the person's appearance, it didn't seem like he had to put in much effort.

Relative to the shock in the heart of the young man in purple, Yang Xuan was also a little surprised. This young man in purple looked to be only ten years old, but he had reached the late stage of Nascent Soul. This kind of talent has definitely reached the realm of the three talents, and maybe the four elephants.

…

If it weren't for my strong physique, it would be really difficult to take this punch.

"What are you doing?" In vain, a loud shout came from a distance, and then everyone heard a "swipe" sound, and a middle-aged man wearing black Taoist uniform appeared next to the straw mat.

"Master Mo Dao"

As soon as Ye Feng saw this middle-aged man, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said quickly: "Master Mo Dao, look at this Nangong Mu, he actually instigated his men to steal my position. He really doesn't take you seriously. It's really too much."

It's a serious sin."

The middle-aged man glanced at him indifferently and said: "Little slippery man, I have lived for hundreds of years and have never seen any beautiful words. I remember when I followed the previous generation of leaders... ahem, who made the first choice in this matter?

Did you get up?"

Ye Feng immediately pointed at Nangong Mu and said: "It was him, he started it first."

Nangong Mu's expression was gloomy. When he saw Ye Feng pointing at him, he immediately said angrily: "You..."

Ye Feng's face was full of pride, he held his head high and said (contemptuously): "I know you are not convinced in your heart, but the proof is irrefutable, and Master Mo Dao has always been the most just master, and he will definitely deal with it impartially. Just wait to be judged."

Nangong Mu looked at Master Mo Dao with sorrow and anger.

"Okay, you don't need to argue with this newcomer, and you, come with me to Siguoya. This time, your qualifications for the Spirit Cleansing Pond will be cancelled." The middle-aged man pointed at Yang Xuan and the young man in purple indifferently.

Dao, as for Nangong Mu... Although he knew that this child was instigating this incident, there was the Nangong family behind him. As the saying goes, when beating a dog, it depends on the owner.

Seeing the middle-aged man pointing at him, Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, looked directly at him and said, "Why do you want to disqualify me from entering the Spirit Cleansing Pond?"

The middle-aged man frowned and said impatiently: "Xiling Pond is an important place in Shu Mountain. You did something here without permission. Do you think you should be punished?"

"Then why don't you ask who made the move first?" Yang Xuan sneered.

"No matter who it is, if you take action anyway, you will be punished," the middle-aged man shouted with an unhappy expression.

"Master Master..." Ye Feng said quickly: "This is my friend. He is innocent. It was Nangong Mu who made the move first. We were just self-defense."

"Hmph." The middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense, it's been decided. If you talk more, I'll punish you too."

Yang Xuan laughed angrily and said: "What if I don't go?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, glanced at him, and said: "As a disciple of Shushan, you disobey the elders' instructions. Are you tired of living? Don't forget, your soul card is still in our hands."

Yang Xuan sneered and said, "Then just go ahead and crush it. I've decided to soak the spirit-washing pool today. I'll kill anyone who dares to stop you." At the end of the sentence, his voice turned cold.

These domineering words shocked everyone for a while.

Only Yang Xuan knew that when he handed over the soul card, the soul imprinted in it was not his own, but a trace of soul taken from the magic armor and sealed inside. On the surface, there seemed to be no difference, so

There is no need to worry about being exposed.

Ye Feng was startled when he saw Yang Xuan's cold look, and then shrugged helplessly. If Yang Xuan really wanted to betray Shushan, then he would definitely follow him and leave.

The first crystal core he obtained was given to him by Yang Xuan

Perhaps for others, under the balance of interests and feelings, they would choose the former. But for Ye Feng, who was an orphan since childhood and lacked family affection, he would definitely choose the latter.

Seeing Yang Xuan's stern look, the middle-aged man choked for a moment, and then his expression turned gloomy. As one of the elders guarding the Spirit Cleansing Pond, he had a high status in Shushan. Even among these talented and intelligent men, he

When the disciples see him, they all have to respectfully call out "Elder Mo Dao", but this new kid in front of them dares to contradict him in public, which is really an unforgivable crime.

"The great elder is here." At this moment, there was a sudden cry of exclamation from all around.

Yang Xuan and others were startled and quickly looked up.

I saw a colorful cloud floating in the sky above my head. On top of the cloud, an old man with a long white beard was reclining. His Taoist robe looked full of immortality, like an immortal riding on the wind.

However, he was holding a pot of old wine in his hand, which looked very disgraceful.

The white-bearded old man raised his head and took a sip of old wine, and said drunkenly: "Why are you making noise? It's disturbing my clear dream."

Yang Xuan was startled for a moment. Is this person... the great elder in Shushan whose status is second only to the head of Shushan? Why does he not look dignified at all?

"Meet the Great Elder." All the disciples on the straw mat stood up, cupped their fists and bowed.

The white-bearded old man opened his eyes lazily, glanced at the many disciples below, then landed on Yang Xuan and said, "Why are you all gathering together?"

The middle-aged man bowed slightly and said in awe: "Senior Brother, these two people made a big fuss outside the Spirit Cleansing Pond, which was inappropriate. I asked them to think about crossing the cliff, but the newcomer named Yang Xuan didn't.

He obeyed the order and still wanted to fight me. The following offense is really..."

"Okay." The white-bearded old man waved his hand, glanced at Yang Xuan, and said calmly: "This is only allowed once, and it won't happen again."

Yang Xuan was startled, then quickly said: "Thank you, Great Elder."

"Senior Brother, he..." the middle-aged man opened his mouth, but was interrupted again by the white-bearded old man with a wave of his hand: "Junior brother, you have distracting thoughts and no tolerance, so you stay in the Nascent Soul Realm.

If you stop moving forward in the later stage, you should study more of the lower Taoist monuments."

The middle-aged man was shocked and fell silent.

The white-bearded old man raised his head and took a sip of old wine, lying in the clouds, waving his hands and saying casually: "The Spirit-washing Pond is officially opened. People in seat No. 1 can go in."

"yes"

On the straw mat No. 1, a young man in white clothes stood up. His white clothes were better than snow, and he looked elegant. His bright black eyes seemed to contain the stars in the sky, full of dazzling light.

After the young man in white stood up, he bowed his hands to the white-bearded old man on the cloud, then turned and walked into the spiritual-washing pool with rich aura.

Only then did Yang Xuan notice that the young man in white was the only one sitting on the entire straw mat No. 1.

When Nangong Mu, who was standing next to him, saw the great elder arriving in person, he immediately knew that it was impossible to grab a seat by force. He gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Xuan hatefully, then turned around and walked to an empty seat at the back and sat down.

The young man in purple also followed him, but before leaving, he suddenly looked back at Yang Xuan, with a hint of fighting intent in his eyes...

After a small storm, calm was restored.

Zhou Xuefan's bright eyes flashed with brilliance, and he pulled Ye Feng and said: "Junior brother, how long do you think senior brother can stay in that soul-washing pool?"

Ye Feng's heart was shocked, and the blood in his body slowly cooled down with these words and sank to the bottom of his heart...

"Junior brother, junior brother, do you listen to me?" Zhou Xuefan withdrew his gaze from the front, looked at Ye Feng's distracted look, and couldn't help but scolded him.

Ye Fengqiang smiled and said: "Senior Brother's skills are so powerful that he is one of the best in the entire Qianyuan. He might be able to stay for more than ten hours."

Zhou Xuefan smiled sweetly, with two dimples on his face, which was very stunning and cute. However, Yang Xuan noticed that Ye Feng's expression gradually dimmed.

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