Two Hundred and Seventy. I Am the Family Law!

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When Yan Zhaoge appeared, the two old men who were confronting each other in the field had already noticed his existence, they were just restraining each other, and had no time to be distracted.

When Yan Zhaoge kicked him away, the old man on the right finally couldn't hold back: "Yan Zhaoge!"

"What is your position in Guangcheng Mountain? That's another matter. You dare to be so presumptuous in your ancestral house. Do you really think that there is no family law that can rule you?"

Yan Zhaoge looked at the old man calmly: "Yan Wendao, at the most critical moment between Guangcheng Mountain and my father, how should I behave towards you people who are making trouble and plotting wrongdoing?"

The fourth uncle Yan Wendao was even more furious when he heard Yan Zhaoge call him by his name: "What a boy!"

After all, he is a grand master of the Yuanling Realm, and his anger this time really has the power of a landslide.

As the true essence circulated, the brilliance seemed to turn into horned dragons, entwining around him.

After one step, he was in front of Yan Zhaoge, and he slapped Yan Zhaoge with his palm.

On the side, a power from the same vein emerged, and the third uncle Yan Wenzhen who had confronted him before flashed forward and came to Yan Zhaoge, raised his palm upwards, and the horned dragon was also with him.

Two elders of the Yan family, grand masters of the Yuanling Realm faced each other hard!

Although both of them took into account that they were in the ancestral house, they didn't dare to let go of their strength completely, so the fight seemed ordinary and there was no disturbance.

But everyone present felt as if there was a bright light in front of them, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness.

There was a deafening roar, and nothing else could be heard.

There was a martial artist from the Yan family who had a lower cultivation base, and his body was so soft that he couldn't control it.

Yan Wendao glared at Yan Wenzhen: "Just attack him as a grandson. If you dare to talk to the old man like that, the old man will break the family law today, and Yan Di has no reason to protect him!"

Yan Wenzhen looked calm: "Fourth brother. I am also very interested in which side is standing behind you."

"Da Ri Sacred Sect? Guangcheng Mountain Elder? Leiyu Zhaozhou Yan Family and Tianlei Palace? Or... Jueyuan?"

The two elders make another move. A light pattern lit up on the foreheads of the two of them.

The light patterns floated into the air and expanded instantly, and the entire Yan family's ancestral mansion also shook together.

The formations of white light are like horned dragons, roaring and rising, rising and falling.

A huge spiritual array covering the entire Yan family's ancestral house took shape in an instant.

It's just a time when the spirit array is in motion. It was clearly stagnant and unstable, as if it would be torn in half at any moment.

The elders Yan Wendao and Yan Wenzhen stared at each other.

As the old masters of the Yan family's two grand masters of Yuanling, the two usually control the Yan family's ancestral house guarding array. At this moment, the battle happened between each other. focus.

Yan Wendao saw that he couldn't help Yan Wenzhen for a while, suddenly his figure flashed again, and he continued to rush towards Yan Zhaoge!

He and Yan Wenzhen are similar in strength, one wants to kill. A proposer, the former undoubtedly has the initiative and advantage.

"Boy, you have to pay for your arrogance!" Yan Wendao shouted coldly.

Yan Zhaoge quietly looked at Yan Wendao. Suddenly smiled: "Yan Wendao, you seem to have made a mistake."

Saying that, Yan Zhaoge tapped his forehead lightly, and there also appeared a gleaming rune pattern!

"Only in terms of this time and this place, if you talk about family law, I am the family law."

As the talisman on Yan Zhaoge's forehead lit up, the ancestral land protection formation was shocked.

The next moment, Yan Wendao and Yan Wenzhen found the shining runes on their foreheads. Dissipated suddenly.

Yan Wenzhen didn't care, Yan Wendao's heart sank suddenly.

The head of the family, Yan Di. He is the real master of the guardian formation of the Yan family's ancestral house!

Yan Zhaoge, obviously with the help of Yan Di. He also has the authority to control the guardian formation of the Yan family's ancestral house.

And this young man's attainments in formation far surpassed these old fellows, and surpassed them, the grand masters of Yuanling!

Yan Zhaoge smiled lightly, stretched his hands forward, palms down, spread his five fingers, and then pressed down suddenly.

The ancestral mansion reacted immediately, and the courtyard where everyone was in was instantly filled with white light, and dragons of light rushed out of it, all rushing towards Yan Wendao!

Yan Wendao had no choice but to resist.

But Yan Wenzhen behind him had already let out a long roar, his palms were flying, and he quickly attacked.

Facing the pincer attack from the ancestral formation and Yan Wenzhen, Yan Wendao was suddenly at a loss and couldn't hold on.

He was shocked to discover one thing, under Yan Zhaoge's control, the Yan family's ancestral house guarding the formation had actually displayed its peak power, not inferior to those controlled by them, the grand masters of Yuanling.

The power of the big formation is stronger than his Yan Wendao, without Yan Wenzheng's help, he can hardly resist, at best, he will struggle for a while.

Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "Set up a trap to lure me, so the ambush should also appear at this time, right? Otherwise, the bait will be consumed."

Before the words were finished, several black figures rushed out from the crowd and rushed towards Yan Zhaoge together.

"So it's Jueyuan's man." Yan Zhaoge's expression remained unchanged, his outstretched hands, palms facing each other, suddenly closed.

Following Yan Zhaoge's high-five, the power of the Yan family's ancestral formation surged wildly, and the beams of light and dragons converged to form a huge dragon head, overlooking all directions.

The dragon head opened its mouth, and suddenly let out a shocking roar, which shook the attackers so that their feet were unsteady, and their bodies were floating, as if they were drunk and about to fall down.

Singer Yanzhao swung a short stone stick flying out, turning into a huge pillar of the shrine and pressing it down, suppressing the enemy.

Ah Hu beside him rushed out with a grinning grin, and killed the enemy like a tiger joining a flock of sheep.

Someone attacked from behind, and the crane wings that Yan Zhaoge was wearing suddenly spread out, and the feathers, like a rainstorm, shot in all directions.

Those who were suppressed by the Yan family's ancestral house guarding formation were all from Yan Wendao's side, and people like Yan Zhaoge's seventh uncle, Yan He and others were not affected.

Although seeing Yan Zhaoge quell the civil strife like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves at this moment, some Yan family warriors feel a little uncomfortable.

But they were also touched by Yan Zhaoge's thunderous method of distinguishing between the enemy and the mess, and immediately launched an offensive together.

That's all for other forces, everyone in Jueyuan will be punished if they get it, and they only focus on capturing their own clansmen, and they will show no mercy to those Jueyuan warriors who intend to attack Yan Zhaoge.

A chaotic situation, on Yanzhao Singer, was about to be quelled quickly.

However, everyone present couldn't feel relaxed. After all, this was a family strife, and it wasn't such a glorious thing.

After killing an opponent, Yan He retreated to Yan Zhaoge's side, and asked in a low voice, "Those Absolute Abyss warriors who sneaked in are nothing more than that, what about Fourth Uncle and the others?"

"Catch it first and wait for it to be locked up." Yan Zhaoge turned his head to look in the direction of Yan Wendao.

As soon as he turned his gaze, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt a chill covering himself!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yan He was looking at him with a sneer, a strange box opened in his hand, and bursts of cold air came out from it.

Affected by the cold air, Yan Zhaoge's right eye was stinging, and the purple lightning flashed, but it seemed to be temporarily paralyzed, tending to stand still for a moment.

"Yan Zhaoge, if you talk about family law, you are not worthy to talk about it." Yan He sneered, stabbing fiercely at Yan Zhaoge with the long sword in his hand.

Ah Hu was far away, unable to arrive in time, being swept up by the cold air, Yan Zhaoge couldn't even move the golden talisman, and was about to die under Yan He's sword.

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: "At this time, here, for the existing people, I am the law."

After finishing speaking, Singer Yan Zhao flipped his palm, and slammed down on the top of Yan He's head! (To be continued.)