Peerless Martial Soul

This person is the third steward of Yan Mansion, Yan Ping'an, and also Yan Nanxing's confidant.

Yan Nanxing smiled and said: "Yan Gaoyang, Yan Ping'an has found out where this news spread from, follow him and see!"

Yan Gaoyang rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, I will definitely go with you. If I know who is spreading this news, I will crush him to ashes and die in agony."

His face showed an extremely bloodthirsty light, and his hands were constantly clenched and opened, as if he was killing someone right now.

Yan Gaoyang and Yan Ping'an led the masters of the Yan family to the beggar's den, but they found that there were only corpses on the ground and nothing else.

Yan Pingping inspected the corpse on the ground and said in a deep voice: "The perpetrator did not use any true energy, only physical strength. From this, it is impossible to determine his identity and the martial arts skills he practiced."

Yan Gaoyang came with high hopes. He originally thought that he could go on a killing spree this time, but he didn't expect it to end like this, which made him tremble with anger.

He punched the wall next to him hard, causing the wall to collapse.

When Yan Pingan and Yan Gaoyang returned to the mansion, they happened to see several luxuriously dressed and imposing people being escorted out of the mansion by his father, third uncle and other distinguished family elders.

A few people exchanged polite words, and then they all got into the extremely gorgeous chariot pulled by high-level monsters and drove away slowly.

His father, third uncle, and several family elders all had expressions of anger on their faces, but no one dared to show off.

Yan Gaoyang suddenly had an ominous premonition. Yan Nanxing caught a glimpse of him walking slowly over and said lightly: "It seems that it is a foregone conclusion that that little bastard will participate in this family competition."

"Just now, the other four powerful families in the city, as well as distinguished figures from the city lord's palace, came to the mansion at the same time to put pressure on the family elders' council, forcing us to allow this little bastard to participate in the family competition."

"Why?" Yan Gaoyang cried out, "Why do they care about my Yan family's private affairs?"

"Why should they control it?" Yan Nanxing sneered: "Because they are powerful enough to suppress our Yan family without the power to fight back, so they are qualified to control it!"

"And why do they do this? Because they want our Yan family to be as chaotic as possible. It is best for an outsider with no foundation to become the head of the family, so that they can divide the family's property."

Yan Nanxing patted Yan Gaoyang's shoulder, smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, even if this little bastard trash comes to participate in the family competition, there is absolutely no way he can be your opponent. He is said to be a master of the Qianyuan Sect, but in It seems to me that my strength is definitely not as good as yours."

"You have few rivals among your peers, and his master is just a loser. What kind of good disciple can a loser master teach?"

When Yan Gaoyang heard this, he felt relieved and laughed: "Haha, dad is right."

Qianyuan Zong, the back mountain, the valley, and the bank of the big lake.

Han Yu'er stood there quietly, with a solemn expression.

Suddenly she moved, incredibly fast.

A sharp cold light flashed across her waist, and then, a huge boulder three meters away in front of her had been directly pierced, and a small hole appeared on it, more than one meter deep, narrow and thin, and very smooth.

And almost at the same time that the boulder was pierced, Han Yu'er had returned to the original place.

Her face was pale, and her hands were gently stroking the belt around her waist, making it impossible to see how the sword she had just pierced.

In fact, she just rushed forward with extremely fast steps, and then used the sword drawing technique to draw out the soft sword from her waist, stabbed it out, then quickly sheathed the sword and returned to the original place.

And this series of movements were all done in a flash of lightning, so fast that it couldn't even be captured by the naked eye.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

There was a burst of applause, and Chen Feng smiled slightly and said: "Sister, your sword-drawing technique is very powerful. It is fast and unparalleled, making it difficult for people to guard against. It can be used as a killing move."

Han Yu'er looked at him, with a touch of tenderness in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, I would like to thank you more. You see me more clearly than I see myself. Sure enough, I am more suitable for practicing swordsmanship, and more It’s suitable for practicing this kind of sword-drawing technique that focuses on speed and is extremely powerful!”

"This martial art is very suitable for me. I can advance very quickly by practicing this sword-drawing technique, which is much faster than the whip technique I originally practiced."

Chen Feng smiled and joked: "Senior sister, if your seed martial spirit is broken open, maybe there will be a sword martial spirit inside!"

Having said this, he asked: "By the way, senior sister, how is your seed martial spirit doing now?"

Han Yu'er shook her head and said, "It still looks the same, but it seems to have grown up a little."

As she said this, she looked around. The valley was very private and no one else was there, so she felt relieved to release the seed martial spirit.

Sure enough, the seed martial spirit was still the same as before, but a little bigger. It used to be the size of your little finger, but now it's the size of your thumb.

Han Yu'er said: "The seed martial spirit is indeed very magical. Although it has not hatched yet, I don't know what is inside."