The competition was in Youhuang Courtyard, and a venue was cleared out.

Xie Qingyun stood beside the wall, and Xie Yuandi lay on the wall and stared at him: "Is Kaiyuan?"

"It's open." He still had a puzzle in his heart, "Yuan Di, did you take off your clothes when you were Kaiyuan?"

"Why should I take off my clothes?" Xie Yuandi looked disgusted: "What did you and Xie Yangqing do in there?"

"Take off your clothes?" Xie Yuanying, who was beside her, screamed exaggeratedly, "Xie Qingyun, you and Xie Yangqing are doing it in the holy land... it's the holy land. You two are shameless, shameless!" She didn't know what she thought of, her face turned red, and she suddenly ran away like a rushing race.

All the gazes in the yard were focused on Xie Qingyun.

Xie Qingyun wanted to say that he was fooled again, but when he recalled the last moment, if he hadn't taken off his clothes and dissipated the heat, he might have become dehydrated and fucked.

"Xie Qingyun, I'll kill you!"

Before the person who was in charge of the competition had given orders, nor had he announced the beginning, Xie Yao had already rushed towards Xie Qingyun.

"Are you sure?" A spark appeared in Xie Qingyun's palm.

Xie Yao stopped subconsciously and glared at him: "You, you use spells!"

"The competition has not started yet. You are trying to hurt me, so I have to protect myself." Xie Qingyun looked at him lightly, "Be careful, I don't have much tolerance for you."

"You..." Xie Yao said angrily, "What did you and Xie Yangqing do in the holy land? Why did you take off your clothes?"

Xie Qingyun said, "We did nothing, we just practiced the exercises."

Everyone turned around and saw Xie Yangqing standing in front of the white warm tent, with a little red face that was slightly red when she thought of it. She said nothing, but she looked at her performance and seemed to have done everything.

It's unbearable... Xie Yao thought that even if he defeated Xie Qingyun and finally married Xie Yangqing, his head was already green grassland. When a man reached this point, he still had to endure it? If he could tolerate such things, he was still a man? He could no longer bear it and rushed over with a "scream".

The second uncle rushed to say, "The competition begins!"

The cunning old man... Xie Qingyun took away the spark, and his body shook, and white feathers flashed. He came to the center of the yard. This technique was shocking to see, and the fifth uncle blurted out: "Phantom Feather Step!"

"This bodywork requires extremely huge internal strength. Even if he opens the Yuan, how can he support this loss?" The second uncle narrowed his eyes and turned to the warm tent and shouted, "Uncle, what method did this son use to replace his internal strength? He can directly determine that he was defeated; and, in the competition, he used his magic power to defile the sacred martial arts hall, please expel him!"

"He doesn't, the competition continues." Xie Tao spoke lightly.

"If my uncle protects me like this, what's the point of this competition?" The second uncle said coldly.

"Do you doubt me?" The warm tent was stirred up by an inexplicable aura. Xie Tao had stood up at some point. The wooden clogs collided with the wooden floor, making a crisp sound. "I said no, it's not. No matter how much you talk, do you believe me or not?"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he felt as if an ancient beast had woken up and the whole yard was silent.

"I don't dare..." The second uncle gritted his teeth and bowed and took a few steps to avoid a head-on conflict with Xie Tao.

The competition continues.

"Brother Qingyun, you must catch this next move well, otherwise you will die."

Xie Yao said sinisterly, the white steaming fog on his body was extremely violent and violent, and the movement created was extremely inconsistent with the tone of his speech. There was no rule in the competition. He secretly glanced at his grandfather, whose old eyes were full of ruthlessness and cruelty. He immediately understood--the grandfather asked him to take the opportunity to kill Xie Qingyun.

People from this family can get rid of one person!

"Accept it!"

He shouted violently, his body movements unfolded, approaching Xie Qingyun like a dragon, and his palm was rushing like a whirlpool, and he slapped at Xie Qingyun's chest. His palm reserved three points of change. If the other party did not conflict with him head-on and used the magic feather step to avoid it, then he would use the body movement to pursue him; if the other party decided to fight head-on, he would increase the transport of his internal strength...

Unexpectedly, the third situation occurred. Xie Qingyun suddenly raised his palm and hit his chest at a faster speed. His internal force was shaken and he retreated in surprise. He stopped until the ninth step, "You..."

He was not sure whether Xie Qingyun used magic power or internal power at that moment, because it was too obscure, and the other party seemed to deliberately make him confused.

"What are you?" Xie Qingyun said.

"You are looking for death!" Xie Yao shouted softly, and the white steaming mist on his arm suddenly strengthened. He flashed and slapped Xie Qingyun's chest again.

"It's the heart-destroying palm!" Xie Yuanjing lay on the wall, showing concern on his face. Xie Yuandi, who was beside him, also frowned. This palm technique was created by Taigong when he was young. Once the palm power penetrated into the human body, it would cause huge destructive power and could directly break the human heart meridians, which was very cruel.

Xie Qingyun smiled slightly, and no longer hid, the dantian boiled, and a large amount of white steaming mist gushed out of his body. He raised his palm and patted it.

When his palms were met, the energy was crackling like firecrackers, and the two forces collided with each other. Xie Yao found that the palm power of his "heart-destroying palm" was at a disadvantage, and his face looked like he had seen a ghost.

"impossible!"

But immediately followed the dull "bang", Xie Qingyun's internal strength somehow gained the upper hand. The white steam fog in the field bulged a large tent and then shattered. Xie Yao screamed and fell out. The sleeves of his right hand were shattered, revealing his purple and swollen arms. The ferocious blood vessels swelled and bloody, looking extremely miserable.

"Third level?" Xie Yuandi looked surprised, "What did that stinky girl Xie Yangqing do to him? How could she be the third level?"

"Impossible, impossible... I have been working hard for eighteen years, he must have used magic power, he must..." He screamed and rolled, and said loudly incoherently, "He is a Qi Refiner, he is a Qi Refiner!"

The second uncle's face changed again and again, and gave a wink to the fourth and fifth brothers. The fourth and fifth uncle suddenly flashed and grabbed Xie Qingyun, one left and one right. Seeing this, the second uncle flashed to Xie Yao's side, spitting out white steam mist in his palm, pressed Xie Yao's shoulder, drove away the internal force that invaded his arm, cursed "waste", and then stood up and looked at Xie Qingyun coldly:

"You dare to use magic in the same clan to compete. If you take action so viciously, keeping you will definitely be a disaster. I will destroy you today!"

"Let him go."

Xie Tao tapped the wooden steps with a dragon-head crutch, and immediately there was an unignorable energy to control the entire audience.

The fourth and fifth uncles subconsciously let go of Xie Qingyun. After being plucked by the second uncle, he tried to catch him again. Xie Qingyun still didn't move. He just smiled and looked at the two of them. The two old uncles' hearts trembled and gave up this idea at the same time.

"Why, your side loses to our family and is not convinced, so he is wrongly accused of using spells?" Xie Yuandi lay on the wall and laughed loudly. There were dozens of young girls lying on the wall. In front of everyone, the three tribes' old men couldn't stand their faces, and the second uncle glared at him coldly:

"Shut up!"

"When will this family become the place where you give orders?" Xie Tao looked unhappy. "You want to hold a clan meeting, and you also ask for the competition. Now, let me get back."

The second uncle looked at the fourth uncle and the fifth uncle, and the three of them surrounded him in a triangular shape. The second uncle smiled faintly and said, "Uncle, if my father had not died on the battlefield, it is still unknown who was the family and who was the side branch. You have occupied the Marquis' Mansion for forty years, and the Martial Soul Monument has been in your hands. It is time to give up the position and give the young people a chance."

Xie Yangqing couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

"Why are you laughing at?" The second uncle looked at the boy coldly, wondering whether to capture her and question her secret directly.

"Ah, compared to Taigong, you three are indeed young people." Xie Yangqing said with a smile.

"Young man." Xie Tao also laughed, "It's really a young man who overestimates himself."

There was no sign of internal force fluttering on his body, but suddenly there were particles in the void, and the three old uncles were slapped in the face.

"Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba!"

It seems to be the same time

When they sounded, it seemed that they would happen to each other, so the sound sounded a little strange.

The three old men, who were almost three hundred years old, were slapped out by this loud slap and rolled dozens of times before finally stopping under a tree in the courtyard wall. They coughed and got up, their eyes full of horror. The horror that happened decades ago seemed to occupy their minds...

Xie Qingyun felt relieved when he looked at him. Although he could not beat the elders, the elders were beaten by the elders, and the feeling was really healed. Of course, he had not suffered any grievances since he entered the mansion, so the pleasure was not lasting. And the image of Mrs. Xie in his heart became clear - the old man with a bad temper but amazing strength.

"From today on, it's not your turn to interrupt my family's business. Now, get out of here immediately."

Once Xie Tao spoke, he would never give anyone a chance to argue. His voice was buzzing, and the yard was filled with terrifying sounds, making his scalp numb. The people on the side quickly helped their grandfathers up and ran away in panic.

He then looked at Xie Qingyun, "Qingyun, from today on, Fengmingyuan will have it for you."

Xie Qingyun was stunned, and Xie Baokun hurriedly ran up and pressed his shoulder to kneel down: "I haven't thanked Taigong yet!"

"Thank you, thank you, Grandpa." He finally reacted and said happily, "Then my father's ashes..."

"You have won a place for your father in the ancestral temple, and choose a day to enter the niche." Xie Tao looked at him and slowly showed a satisfied smile, "But from now on, you have to work hard for the incense of the Xie family, and your descendants will not become Qi Refiners anymore. This is the condition."

"Qingyun knows." Xie Qingyun thought to himself that when I have a child, you may have passed away. Maybe you can still care about whether the bastards will become Qi Refiners?

"Big and second brother." Xie Tao called again. Xie Baoren and his brothers hurriedly walked out and bowed. He looked at the brothers and said, "Fengmingyuan has been distant for a long time. This child has been suffering since childhood. The newly recruited ones are not well served. You can do some of them in your family."
Chapter completed!