Martial Peak

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In the bamboo joint hall, Pang Chi and Mu Nandou looked at the two behind Yang Kai in a dazed expression.

"Some opinions?" One of the people who seemed to be dying snorted, and a huge sense of wisdom suddenly swept out.

Feeling the power contained in this consciousness, Pang Chi and Mu Nandou's expressions changed greatly. Only then did the two guys who were just about to become stubborn.

This extraordinary consciousness alone is enough to wipe out the small forces in the entire Beicheng District.

Quickly converged, and waved in panic: "Dare not dare!"

"Go!" Yang Kai waved his hand.

I didn't see any movement of the two tower-like men behind him. Pang Chi and Mu Nandou were wrapped in a force and disappeared in the hall instantly, leaving only a faint bloody smell in the air.

After Qu Gaoyi and Yingjiu disappeared, Yang Kai smiled slightly.

It has been five days since they were followed by the two of them.

The two blood attendants were seriously injured, and they were supposed to be healed in bed, but Yang Kai turned a deaf ear to their physical condition, as if they wished they had died earlier, and took them wherever they went.

In these five days, Yang Kai never talked to them and never gave them any instructions.

However, Yang Kai was gratified that he did not feel any patience from the look of Qu Gaoyi and Ying Jiu, nor did he feel a little unwilling.

Now they can exert less than 30% of their peak strength, but there is no big problem to sweep the small forces in the middle city.

There is no time, Yang Kai originally wanted Pang Chi and Mu Nandou to slowly erode the small forces that can move, but the battle to win the heir is about to start, he can't wait that much.

In desperation, he dispatched two blood attendants and asked them to help.

Standing up, Yang Kaichong waited for the other senior bamboo helper on the side and said: "Take me to your warehouse."

"Yes!"

The bamboo joints ate two small forces, and at the request of Yang Kai, he purchased a lot of materials for alchemy refiners, which are all stored in the warehouse today.

Yang Kaijin turned around and walked out again. There was a lot of good stuff in the black book space.

Counting a large number of materials sent by Yang Zhen, the elder hall five days ago, Yang Kai's storage is now small.

The efficiency of the Hall of Elders is quite high. On that day, Yang Kai just said that he would exchange all the credit for the remaining materials into materials, and things were done that night.

Looking at the rich materials of the two carriages, both Yang Kai and the second elder in the family were taken aback.

Those materials are all good things above the heaven level, and even one-tenth of them are of the meta-level, and each half of the alchemy refiner accounts for half!

Fortunately, Yang's family is rich, otherwise he will not be able to produce so many materials.

Yang Yingfeng didn't expect Yang Kai to have such a big credit after exchanging two blood attendants as servants.

Yang Kai didn't think of it himself.

The father and son stayed for a while before recovering to God, and now these things are all placed in the black book space.

"Let Pang Chi continue to collect materials and save enough, then send me to the War City." Yang Kaiding urged to leave with his hands on his back.

Battle City!It is a city specially built by the Yang family for the battle for the succession of the heirs.

"Yes!" Shen Chu, the senior of the slub, responded.

After Yang Kai left, he felt a little confused. Why did this young man come out after a round in the warehouse?Seems to have taken nothing.

The probe glanced inwards, and the man was suddenly so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were all split.

The materials that were originally placed in the warehouse were all gone.

This ... how can this be good!

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Three days later, the Yang family sacrificed to the rooftop.

A majestic building is standing, the ground is flat and flat, and the red soft blanket has been laid on it. The tower is majestic and magnificent. Two huge stone pillars are straight into the sky. On the stone pillars, there are carved dragons flying, and various patterns of nine days on the phoenix. .

Thousands of miles are cloudless, the blue sky is like a wash, and the wind is roaring, blowing the blood-red flags of the Yang family, clawing and hunting.

Nearly a thousand Yang Jiawu warriors, dressed in uniform black costumes, gathered around the huge sacrifice platform.

Thousands of people, with uniform breathing and consistent breath, seemed to be able to scroll this world with one breath and one breath.

Directly below the rooftop of the festival, the eight young generations of the Yang family's descendants who had bathed and changed their clothes looked meticulously and stood head-to-head in the order of growth, looking up at the direction of the rooftop.

A strenuous voice came: "Autumn Housekeeper Qiu Shoucheng has arrived!"

"Ye Madman, Ye Family Head!"

"Meng Xiping, the head of the Meng family, arrives!"

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It was only a few decades that the Yang Family took the battle to win the heirs. Almost all of the capitals are the largest and most lively event in the world. The other seven people in Zhongdu will not be slow. All are brought by the owner of the family.

Some children of the Yang family brought these guests into the arranged position and sat down to drink tea and wait.

Half an hour before and after, the housekeepers of seven people arrived in full.

A cyan light flashed over, Yang Yinghao, the head of the Yang family, and several Taishang elders who had already reached the top of Shenyou, appeared at the rooftop of the festival.

Seeing the host appear, Qiu Shoucheng and others got up and saluted.

Yang Yinghao returned the ceremony and shouted aloud: "Today is my Yang family's day to worship heaven and ancestors. Thank you for coming to join us. Please sit down!"

Qiu Shoucheng, Ye Kuangren, and Mengxi Pingren nodded slightly, their eyes sparkling, and they returned to their seats.

Yang Kai's eyes were on Yang Yinghao. This person is his uncle by seniority.The true age is about ten years older than Yang Siye.

But now, Yang Yinghao seems to have gray hair, as if he is in his late years, even on his face, there is a deep wrinkle.

He was not like this before the decisive battle in the Cangyun evil ground. At that time, he was also middle-aged. Although he was not young, he was not so old.

The reason is only because he was injured by Yinyin Ghost King and Extinct Poison King in the decisive battle in the Cangyun Evil Land. After returning to the family, he used the life and death reincarnation tactics of the Yang family to expel him with a life span of thirty years. Own injury.

The position of the head of the Yang family is very important, so even if he knows that the cost of a 30-year life is too great, Yang Yinghao must first ensure that he is intact.

This is not a sequelae of a simple trauma, but the most direct divestiture of life.

Yang Yinghao has become very old.

It was because he did not know how long he could live, so he was so anxious to recall all the Yang family's heirs to start the battle to win the heirs.

Yang Zhao and Yang Kang looked at their father and felt sad for a while.

However, Yang Yinghao was indifferent, and briefly described the rules in the battle for the succession.

There are no rules, the Yang family will only provide blood servants to the sons of the heirs, and the blood servants are subject to considerable constraints in the battle to win the heirs. In addition, the Yang family will not provide them to the sons Any direct help.

No matter whether it is a gun or an arrow, or a scheming trick, whoever laughs in the end will be the winner of the battle to win the heir.

"Did you write it down?" Yang Yinghao asked looking at the eight people standing below, and everyone nodded together.

"Then sacrifice the heavens, sacrifice the ancestors!" Yang Yinghao waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice.

Various matters have already been prepared. In front of the solemn sacrifice roof, the incense burner curled up, a hard-to-find sixth-order monster was lifted up, Yang Yinghao shot it down, and the blood was spilled down on the rooftop.

Sacrifice the heavens with blood and ancestors with beasts!

The ceremony was very cumbersome. Eight young people from the Yang family, under the guidance of Yang Yinghao, meticulously completed their tasks.

Throughout this entire process, the strong men of the seven people are all shining brightly, observing the performance of the eight secretly, observing whether the allies chosen by their sons and daughters are appropriate, and observing whether the enemy is strong.

Finally, after worshipping the Yang family's ancestors, the whole ceremony was finally completed.

"This time, either you died or I died, you are free to do it yourself!" Yang Yinghao shouted, waved and said: "Start!"

Eight of the most beautiful and handsome treading Yunju came roaring and stopped in front of the eight. The eight young disciples of the Yang family turned over their mounts.

When the wind stopped, the atmosphere in the air suddenly seemed frozen, and even the breath of thousands of people suddenly stopped.

Around eight people glanced at each other, and all smiled slightly.

Even if it's the hands and feet, it's the enemy when you leave Zhongdu!I will not be merciful.

me too……

"Big Brother Goes First!" Yang Wei said in a deep voice, and the voice fell, and Yun Yunju had already galloped away.

"Keep up!" Yang Zhao chuckled.

Eight horses stepped on the cloud and flew on the special passage of the Yang family.

"The old man went to see the excitement!" Kang Rui, the head of the Kang family, laughed, and waved his hand. The pure real element wrapped his followers and disappeared like lightning.

"Let's go, let's go!" Gao Mo, the owner of the Gao family, followed closely.

"Old man goes too!" Kang, the head of the Kang family, is unwilling to show his weakness.

In an instant, the seven people all walked away, all disappeared.

"I don't know the number!" Yang Yinghao snorted, blaming these old guys for not going to say hello to themselves.

All the way, the eight horses on the ground ran wildly, and seven groups of people in the sky surged, but for a moment, they had left the south gate.

Outside the Zhengnan Gate, it seems to be more lively than the Yang Family Festival rooftops. Countless forces of all sizes are looking forward to it. They know that today is the beginning of the battle for the succession of the heirs. The Yang family son who followed him went to the war city together.

Outside the entire south gate, a dense crowd of people, even a few miles away, was still secretly observing.

"Which son are you going to follow this time in Yangyang Valley?" Some familiar people began to say hello.

"Of course, the sixth son Yang Shen."

"Don't go, definitely lose, join us Feiyunzhuang, follow the second son Yang Zhao, second son has more potential than sixth son."

"real or fake?"

"Naturally is true. Come and come. Let me tell you something. I know a lot of inside story."

Third-class forces such as Changyanggu and Feiyunzhuang could not have had any friendship with the Yang family's heirs. Before the battle to win the heirs, they also missed the Yang family's son and could only wait here. They don't know the doorway inside, they mostly look at which son they follow with their eyes, or they listen to their friends and follow them together.(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)