Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Xiao Chen looked at the figure standing in front of him, his heart filled with emotion!

He knew that everything the man before him was doing was to prevent the people in the room from looking down on him!

Because these people were his elders, and many of them were people he would normally stop and bow to when he saw them.

But just now, no one in the main hall greeted him when he arrived, and no one stood up to welcome him.

This clearly showed their attitude; many people probably felt that Xiao Chen was not capable enough to inherit the position of family head!

Ye Feng's strong attitude and actions were meant to tell everyone.

The guy in the blood-red robe before your eyes is someone that no one in this hall can afford to underestimate!

And also to tell them that Xiao Chen is the successor of the Xiao family!

Gradually, some people couldn't withstand the pressure on them and stood up first.

It was the old man at the door who was only at the Nascent Soul Realm, and he was the first to turn his gaze to the old man wearing the jade thumb ring.

With the first, there was a second.

After all, Ye Feng's pressure was not only directed at one person, but at everyone!

Of those present, probably only Xiao Chen's grand-uncle, Xiao Ding, could sit still as a mountain.

Squeak! Squeak!

The sound of chairs scraping against the ground rang out, and one figure after another stood up from their chairs.

Some even had to stand up with the help of crutches, each sweating profusely, their clothes clinging tightly to their backs.

In the end, in the hall of more than thirty people, only Xiao Ding did not get up!

Ye Feng's gaze finally fixed on the old man, not concealing the killing intent in his eyes.

His narrowed eyes were like those of a ferocious beast choosing someone to devour, staring at him intently.

Two powerful pressures collided in the void, and the tables and chairs in the hall began to tremble slightly.

The teacups on the table rippled, and spiritual tea was constantly shaken out.

Bang!!!

The teacup shattered, along with the chair under Xiao Ding!!

Under the terrifying pressure, the old man's figure faltered and almost fell to the ground, a flash of anger in his cloudy eyes.

With a raise of his eyebrows and a pale face, the old man found himself enveloped by that pressure, unable to even stand up!

The old man's pale face was covered with sweat, and Xiao Chen's expression also turned slightly grim upon seeing this.

Standing behind Ye Feng with a cold expression, he couldn't choose to back down at this time!

If he really did that, then everything Ye Feng had done for him up to now would be meaningless!

Xiao Chen closed his eyes in pain when he thought of his father's eyes before he died.

When he opened his eyes again, the pressure of the mid-stage Void Refinement Realm erupted!!

The two great pressures叠加 suddenly crushed the old man to the ground, unable to move.

Xiao Chen stepped out to the side and crushed the threshold in front of him.

The Blood God Spear in his hand exuded a cold killing intent, and with a stride and a movement of his body, he gripped the spear in his right hand and threw the long spear out!!

Boom!!!

The Blood God Spear tore through the void and plunged into the ground next to the old man's ear!!

Drip! Drip!

The old man, who was half-propped up, originally wanted to get up, but the burning pain from his ear made him feel cold all over.

His throat wriggled slightly, and he swallowed hard...

Where was the calmness of before in his cloudy eyes, only fear remained!

The entire hall became so quiet that a pin could be heard, everyone glanced at Xiao Ding, then bowed and cupped their fists in salute.

"Welcome, Family Head!"

Ye Feng felt quite gratified when he noticed Xiao Chen's action.

Although he could understand that Xiao Chen's mood must be very complicated and unpleasant at this time.

But if they were underestimated at this time, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven to establish prestige in the future!

Xiao Chen lowered his hands slightly and walked along the two deep sword marks towards the main seat that once belonged to his father.

Ye Feng silently followed behind him.

When passing by Xiao Ding, Xiao Chen glanced at the old man with lowered eyes, never opening his eyes to look at the old man from beginning to end.

Because he knew that Xiao Ding also had a grandson who was older than him.

But the other party was more like a complete纨绔子弟...

He couldn't stand by and watch the Xiao family be destroyed in the hands of such a person.

Sitting in that chair, Xiao Chen looked up towards the outside.

All he saw was desolation, and he didn't expect that the sword marks on both sides would become the red carpet for him to ascend to the position of the Xiao family head.

He couldn't help but feel a little disheartened.

Xiao Chen didn't choose to bring his mother out; he wanted to wait until everything had settled down.

The things Xiao Chen wanted to announce were very simple.

First, the Xiao family would seclude itself from the world.

Second, he would inherit the position of family head, but he would leave soon.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar below.

Even Ye Feng didn't expect him to do this, but Ye Feng glanced at the blood-stained robe on his body and understood what was going on.

But it seemed that Xiao Chen wouldn't leave the Xiao family in the next few years; at the very least, he would have to cultivate a group of confidants before leaving.

Otherwise, relying on Xiao's mother alone, this group of people below would quickly empty her out.

He said some other things later, but Ye Feng didn't pay too much attention.

Finally, the old man lying on the ground said in a deep voice.

"I want to leave the Xiao family and start my own business!"

Ye Feng drew his sword out of its sheath!!!

But who knew that Xiao Chen would agree, saying, "You may."

"But... you can't take anything from the Xiao family."

The old man frowned and scolded, "Why!!"

"I'm telling you, Xiao Chen, everything the Xiao family has is thanks to my great contributions; it's not up to you, a little brat, to tell me what I can take!"

After saying these words, the old man turned his head and glared at everyone.

He pointed at Ye Feng and shouted angrily.

"This guy's power is exactly the same as those demons!!"

"Maybe the Xiao family's calamity was caused by him; Xiao Chen, you're still hanging out with such a person and calling him brother...!"

Pfft!!!

Before Ye Feng could get angry, a blood-red spear light directly interrupted the old man's words!!

The old man's half-propped-up body was suddenly pierced through the shoulder by the long spear, and the spear blade that came out through his shoulder pierced through the bluestone bricks on the ground.

The huge force caused the ground of the entire hall to shake violently.

Xiao Ding was extremely angry, and he drew his long sword, wanting to get up and fight.

Whoosh!!

Xiao Chen's figure flashed and disappeared, and he held the Blood God Spear, stabbing the old man, who had risen in anger, to the ground again.

The Great Sky Haze Flame turned into several chains of flames and wrapped around him.

The scorching flames burned the old man's skin and flesh almost instantly.

With a ferocious expression, Xiao Chen stepped on the old man's wrist and broke it!

He slowly rotated the Blood God Spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear rubbed against the bones, making a chilling creaking sound.

The old man roared in pain.

"Ah!!! Xiao Chen, how dare you attack me!!!"

Pa!!!

A loud slap landed on the old man's face, and then Xiao Chen slammed the old man's head into the ground with one hand!!