Destiny Martial God

Pingyang City, Yu Family!

"Yu Honghai!"

Seeing the white-haired old man slowly entering the courtyard, the elder couldn't help but take a step back and whispered with a gloomy look.

"There's more!" Yu Honghai said with a chuckle, looking up at the elder indifferently.

Along with Yu Honghai's chuckled reminder, an old man with gray hair and blue and white gown slowly entered the courtyard.

"Yu Hongbo!" Seeing the second white-haired old man entering the courtyard, the elder gritted his teeth and shouted.

Then, he turned his head to look at the third elder and questioned angrily.

"Third elder, it seems that today's forced palace is probably a conspiracy you have planned for a long time!"

"Elder, if you agreed to let Qing'er become the heir of the family from the beginning, then today's scene would never happen." Facing the angry questioning of the elder, the third elder replied calmly.

"Old Third, do you think you can win with Yu Honghai and Yu Hongbo?" Facing the Third Elder's tone of teaching, the first elder, who was originally angry, suddenly calmed down and sneered.

Then, he turned his head and shouted to the attic behind him: "Come out!"

Along with the call of the first elder, three old men with pale hair and different clothes also walked out of the attic.

However, the most eye-catching of the three old men who walked out of the attic was the older old man holding a cane.

"Yu Hongkang, Yu Hongqing, Third Uncle!" Looking at the three white-haired old men coming out of the attic, the third elder shouted with a sudden change of expression.

"Xiao Hai, Xiao Bo, do you think your wings are hard and you don't take me, an old man who is about to be buried, seriously?" The third uncle, whose face looked even older, slammed the cane in his hand on the ground and shouted with full energy.

But to the surprise of the Third Elder, when faced with the three masters of the same clan who suddenly appeared and the Third Uncle who was older and stronger, Yu Honghai, who walked in front of him, was not at all panicked, and said sarcastically in an extremely relaxed tone.

"Third Uncle, since you already know that you are about to be buried, why don't you stay in your own courtyard and wait for death, but have to interfere in the affairs of us younger generations."

Faced with Yu Honghai's sarcasm, the shrewd Third Uncle did not get angry, but began to speculate about how Yu Honghai, who was not as strong as himself, had the courage to ridicule him.

Unfortunately, because of the heavy pressure brought by Yu Haoran's siblings, the Great Elder has been irritable and violent in recent times.

Thinking of the Third Elder who has always been loyal to him, choosing to betray him for the position of the family heir.

And thinking of the absolute strength of his side.

The Great Elder did not give the Third Uncle time to think and guess, and after a rage, he took the initiative to rush towards Yu Honghai.

The elder took the initiative, which made Yu Hongkang and Yu Hongqing step forward to help subconsciously.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing the elder, Yu Hongkang and Yu Hongqing rushing over, Yu Honghai sneered without panic.

Then, a sharp sword emitting a hint of pressure appeared in his hand.

"A sword of the lower grade of the sect!" After seeing the sharp sword in Yu Honghai's hand, the third uncle who had been staring at him could not help but shout out in shock.

Unfortunately, when the third uncle heard the shout, the elder who took the lead in attacking had already rushed to a distance of less than two meters from Yu Honghai.

The cultivation of the peak of the ninth grade of martial arts can basically exert 30% of the power of the lower grade magic weapon of the sect.

Facing the elder who was less than two meters away, Yu Honghai seemed to swing the sword very casually, but in fact he had already used all his strength.

The sword swung out, shooting out a cold light.

The cold light flashed, and the elder's left arm was instantly lifted up.

"Ah...!"

Looking at his instantly lost arm, the elder was stunned for a moment, and then the intense pain made him howl miserably.

Ignoring the elder who was howling in pain because of the loss of his arm, Yu Honghai, holding the lower-grade sword of the sect realm, looked up at Yu Hongkang and Yu Hongqing, and then rushed up with a grim smile.

Although Yu Hongkang and Yu Hongqing's strength was not inferior to Yu Honghai, facing the threat of the lower-grade sword of the sect realm, they could only dodge in a panic and did not dare to fight him head-on.

However, when Yu Hongbo and the third elder joined the battlefield, Yu Hongkang and Yu Hongqing immediately fell into danger, forcing the third uncle to join the battlefield with a cane.

"Stop!"

The ninth elder, who came quickly, could not help but roared when he saw the people in the courtyard in a melee.

These people who were fighting desperately in front of them were not only relatives with blood, but also the foundation of the Yu family in Fuyang City. Losing any one of them would be a loss that the Yu family could not bear.

But unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him, and they continued to fight with all their might.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that no one paid attention to his roar, the Ninth Elder cursed secretly, then rushed into the battlefield, trying his best to suppress everyone.

Although the Ninth Elder was very strong, stronger than anyone on the scene, he was no match for the people who joined forces in the melee.

What's more, there was Yu Honghai holding a lower-grade sword in the sect realm, which made the Ninth Elder dare not approach easily.

In the corner of the courtyard where the great elder lived, there was a big tree as thick as a bowl.

In the lush leaves at the top of the tree, Yu Haoran sat cross-legged on a forked branch.

Looking at the top group of masters of the Yu family fighting for the position of the heir, Yu Haoran couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment.

Even if all these people died in the end, Yu Haoran would not feel distressed or careless.

However, these people in front of him couldn't die now.

Because only they knew the real reason why their parents were killed.

So, seeing the elder who had lost his left arm and was about to be killed by the third elder, he had to help.

The force formed by the Yuan force directly bounced the third elder away and saved the elder who was in danger in time.

"Who?"

In order to find out the reason why his parents were killed, the elastic force formed by the Yuan force just now was used to directly knock the third elder away, but did not really hurt him.

So, the third elder, who stabilized his body, asked with his eyes scanning back and forth.

"Don't look for it, I'm here!" Seeing that his eyes were scanning back and forth, but he didn't notice the big tree that was most likely to hide the enemy, Yu Haoran couldn't help but remind him.

Then, he flashed away from the tree and appeared in the melee.

A strong momentum directly oppressed the chaotic crowd, and they had to do their best to resist the pressure of the momentum.

But at this moment, Yu Haoran suddenly withdrew his momentum, making the crowd who tried their best to resist the momentum feel a sense of weightlessness as if a heavy fist hit cotton.

This sense of weightlessness made the oldest uncle, the third uncle, spit out a mouthful of blood.