Ye Feng saluted his mother, then knelt down to his father, stood up and saluted the elders one by one, and finally fixed his eyes on his second uncle Ye Wen. What he said just now was said to Ye Wen.
"Looking for death, do you know who you are talking to!"
Ye Wen's tone was cold, and his words were actually called farts by Ye Feng. Ye Feng could personally feel the killing intent emanating from his second uncle Ye Wen.
"Of course I know. You have been coveting the position of the head of the family for more than a day or two. You don't want to take this opportunity to attack my father and ascend to the position of the head of the family. You think no one knows your thoughts."
Ye Feng did not shy away from anything, and his tone was full of ridicule. Ye Feng could feel that several malicious glances were coming over him. It seemed that Ye Feng's appearance made everyone a little overwhelmed.
"Do you have the right to speak here? You, a junior, are so rebellious and said such rebellious words to your elders. Do you know your sin? What is the law of the Ye family!"
Ye Wen put a big hat on Ye Feng, thinking that Ye Feng, a junior, should not participate in the selection of the head of the Ye family, which was against the family rules.
"It's a joke. What you just said was obviously aimed at me. Shouldn't the person involved come forward?"
Ye Feng sneered. Just now, Ye Wen kept saying that Ye Feng was a waste, and he was also the son of the head of the family, bringing shame to the family. As the person involved, Ye Feng certainly had the right to speak out.
Ye Feng's father has been sitting on it, and he can see surprise in his eyes, because he saw that Ye Feng's strength has reached the sixth level of the day after tomorrow. This discovery made the corners of the burly man's eyes a little moist, and he watched everything quietly.
"Since you know that you are a waste, it's fine. As the head of the family, if you don't lead the family to prosperity, in the past few years, I have secretly collected a large number of spiritual objects for cultivation and secretly trained you, a waste. Why not depose the head of the family?"
Ye Wen simply stopped hiding, and a tyrannical aura swept over him, wanting to make Ye Feng look embarrassed.
"Shameless!"
Ye Feng cursed angrily and was about to fight back when his mother standing next to Ye Feng took action. She was eager to protect her son. Ye Feng's mother emitted a soft light, which rebounded the tyrannical momentum.
"Father, why do you need to know this kind of waste? Since this waste is better back, it can prove that the current head of the family is not suitable to continue to lead the Ye family."
A young man of eighteen or nineteen years old walked out of the crowd. This man's name was Ye Hu. He was Ye Wen's second son and an elite disciple of Da Luo's outer courtyard. He was now also in the family. At this time, he stood up and brought a very strong voice. With all the irony.
"Ye Hu, what are you talking about? He is your cousin!"
Ye Feng's mother was angry that Ye Hu had slandered Ye Feng so much. Her face was as cold as frost, and she thought Ye Hu was a bit too much.
"Cousin? It's ridiculous. I don't have such a cousin, and the Ye family doesn't have such a disciple. He's just a bastard."
Ye Hu is tall and thick, with a heavy back and waist, very burly, with a big knife stuck on his back, and a ferocious beard covering his temples.
"Be bold!"
"Ye Wen, is this the good son you taught?"
Ye Feng's mother scolded her. This was a naked insult to their family. Although Ye Feng's father was married into the Ye family, what he had done over the years was something that even the Ye family could not do. They actually slandered them like this. Ye Feng had a cold and murderous look on his body. .
"How I teach my son is my business, but I don't think Hu'er said anything wrong."
Ye Wen actually thought that Ye Hu was right. The father and son were determined to force Ye Wu to give up his position today, and the elders around him were whispering.
"Mom, I want to kill someone!"
Ye Feng's eyes turned red, like a bloodthirsty beast. His fists were clenched tightly, ready to rush out at any time and tear this Ye Hu apart. It was okay to slander him, but slandering his father and his family was Ye Feng's rebellion. Scales, no one can desecrate them.
"Feng'er, you have to calm down!" Seeing Ye Feng's eyes were red, Ye Feng's mother wanted to suppress it, not wanting to fight with each other.
"Mom, others are already sitting on top of us and tyrannizing us. Children can't do anything like pooping or peeing. My father has sacrificed so much for the family over the years. Not only are they not grateful, they are also adding insult to injury."
"Because I can't practice, my parents were insulted, and the children apologized to their parents," Ye Feng said and gave a bow, "But today, even if I risk the clan rules, I will let them get retribution."
Ye Feng's words echoed in the huge sacrificial square. His intention was very clear, he wanted to kill someone.
"Presumptuous, if that's the case, then I want to see what you have the ability to say like that."
Ye Hu was furious, stamped his feet, and rushed towards Ye Feng. Ye Feng's words just now made Ye Hu unable to stand. This Ye Feng actually wanted to kill them, so he took action in advance.
"I've been waiting for you!"
Seeing Ye Hu move, not only did he not dodge, but he took the initiative to rush forward.
"Feng'er can't..." Ye Feng's mother was about to stop her, but it was already too late. The two were already fighting together, and Ye Wu, who was sitting in the position of the head of the family, had cold eyes. It was not that he didn't want to help Ye Feng, but as the head of the family, There can be no partiality. The elders have no right to interfere when younger generations are fighting.
An elite disciple of Daluo Academy, he is at least the seventh level of the acquired world. This Ye Hu has good qualifications and has reached the eighth level of the acquired world. With his natural divine power, his strength is very good. He has a sinister smile on his face, as if he saw Ye Feng being knocked away by him.
Ye Wen stood aside and sneered, eager to see Ye Feng injured or even killed by the shock.
"jump!"
There was a strong impact, mixed with the sound of bones cracking, and even blood shooting out, and the shadows of the two people quickly separated.
"Click rub rub!!"
Ye Hu took three steps back, and was knocked back by Ye Feng. A mark was left on his fist, and some cracks were found in the bones. The scene of Ye Feng being knocked away did not appear, but Ye Hu was knocked back.
"How is it possible? Ye Hu is not Ye Feng's enemy, he was knocked back with one punch!" Surprised sounds came from all around, and a large number of disciples gathered to watch, wanting to see the two fighting.
"You keep saying I'm a loser, and you can't even take one of my punches. It's obvious who the loser is!"
After knocking back his opponent with one punch, Ye Feng did not forget to taunt him, making Ye Hu scream in anger.
"Good boy, don't be so arrogant, just give me a knife!"
Ye Hu pulled out the sword on his body, and a sword energy appeared, cutting through the resistance of the air and pressing towards Ye Feng. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, powerful and heavy, enough to crack mountains and rocks, and the powerful aura set off a gust of wind.
"It's just brute strength!" He lifted his clothes and a powerful momentum shot out, through his body and straight into the sky.
"Split into pieces!"
The punches are fierce, powerful and calm, and ripples appear. The fists may not be big, but they can still display powerful and domineering moves. Although the body-shattering and bone-shattering fist is incomplete, Ye Feng has cultivated to the Xiaocheng state and is powerful. He can perform ten punches in a row. (To be continued)