[Chapter 251 Ancient Martial Arts Conference Held Ahead of Time]

“Drive home and talk later~” Duanmu Xingtian said.

“Oh~ OK, let’s talk when we get home, let’s talk when we get home.” Duanmu Long calmed down and drove quickly. He was happier than anyone else to have a nephew come out. This is his sister Duanmu Wan’er’s child!

After returning to the Duanmu family, it was already eleven o’clock in the evening. Duanmu Xingtian arranged for Yang Yiyu to rest, knowing that he was tired from fighting all day.

The next day when Yang Yiyu woke up, Dugu Wuqing and others were already sitting in the Duanmu family.

Grandpa Duanmu Xingtian was particularly good to Dugu Wuqing, greeting him warmly, with a look in his eyes as if he was looking at his granddaughter-in-law, which made Yang Yiyu embarrassed.

The Duanmu family is one of the two ancient martial arts families in the South, and they and the Liancheng family each occupy one north and one south.

Now Liancheng Haipeng, the backbone of the Liancheng family, has been killed by Yang Yiyu, and the entire South is completely the Duanmu family’s territory.

Yang Yiyu took a casual look at the Duanmu family, and there were only two words in his mind-local tyrant!

The family’s residence is at least nearly 10,000 square meters, with all the necessary facilities, and it is a European castle manor.

While eating, Yang Yiyu also saw the heritage of the ancient martial arts family. Yesterday, more than a dozen disciples above the fifth level of dark energy were killed or injured. Today, I heard that my grandfather summoned all the side branches and direct descendants back early in the morning.

The hall that can accommodate a hundred people is full of people, which means that there are hundreds of ancient martial arts disciples of the Duanmu family. Of course, Yang Yiyu took a look at the majority of them with two or three levels of dark energy.

But even so, it is a force that cannot be underestimated.

There are about twenty people with the fifth level of dark energy in the hall, more than ten people with the sixth and seventh levels, eight people with the eighth level, five people including my grandfather above the lower section of the ninth level, and the rest are ancient martial arts practitioners in the early stage of dark energy. They

are all children of the Duanmu family.

This is a very powerful force.

Even the four major families in Yancheng that he knows don’t seem to have so many ancient martial arts practitioners. Seeing these ancient martial arts practitioners still has a great impact on Yang Yiyu’s heart.

But he didn’t expect that a bigger shock is still to come.

Yang Yiyun didn’t know what his grandfather was going to do by gathering so many family members, and he didn’t ask much. He just waited aside. At this moment, his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian was sitting in the hall with his eyes closed, as if waiting for everyone to arrive.

But in Yang Yiyun’s eyes, there were enough disciples of the Duanmu family. He thought that those who should come had already arrived, so why was he still waiting for someone?

However, he and Dugu Wuqing stood in a corner of the hall without saying much, just waiting. The two of them were specially asked by the old man to come to the hall, and as for Qingque and the others, they were naturally arranged outside.

At a certain moment, the commotion stopped at the door of the hall, and the disciples of the Duanmu family made way.

Yang Yiyun turned around and found that three old men with white beards and white hair walked in. Seeing the three old men, Yang Yiyun was surprised.

In his spiritual consciousness, he found that the three old men were all the ninth level of dark energy, which was stronger than the aura of his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian.

Yang Yiyun was shocked by the foundation of the Duanmu family. The three old men were only one step away from being innate. The strength of the big family was indeed extraordinary. At this moment, he suddenly wondered if there were such masters of the Zhen clan in those families in Jiuzhou?

There were also greetings in his ears. The children of the Duanmu family in the whole hall bowed to the three people in unison and called them ancestors.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun saw that his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian, who was sitting in the hall, also opened his eyes.

The three old men came forward and bowed to Duanmu Xingtian: “Meet the head of the family.”

Although it seems that the three old men are the elders of the Duanmu family, the head of the family is always the master. Yang Yiyun knows this in his heart, so it is not surprising to see the three old men bowing to the grandfather .

The primary and the secondary must be separated first.

Then he saw his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian stand up and bow to the three old men, saying: “Xingtian disturbed the three uncles’ cultivation. I hope the three uncles will forgive me.”

He saluted the three people while speaking.

“Xingtian, has something big happened in the family?” One of them asked.

Duanmu Xingtian nodded and said, “Uncle, something has happened that has affected the family. Liancheng Haipeng is dead.”

“What? Liancheng Haipeng is dead?”

“What happened?”

“Liancheng Haipeng’s death is indeed good news for my Duanmu family, and it is also a big deal.”

The three elders of the Duanmu family spoke one after another.

At this time, Duanmu Xingtian said, “Liancheng Haipeng was not killed by me, but by my grandson. This is also the main reason why I am anxious about the family meeting this time.”

After speaking, Duanmu Xingtian’s eyes fell on Yang Yiyu standing in the corner.

At this time, many disciples of the Duanmu family looked at Yang Yiyu and started to discuss.

Many people didn’t know Yang Yiyu, but when they heard Duanmu Xingtian mention his grandson, it caused an uproar in the scene.

Everyone knows that the patriarch’s favorite disappeared in the Western Region Death Desert more than ten years ago. How come a grandson suddenly appeared now?

More importantly, this grandson is also a master who killed Liancheng Haipeng?

Every child of the Duanmu family knew that Liancheng Haipeng was a master of ancient martial arts with evil and poisonous internal strength. Even the three ancestors might not be able to kill him. How could Yang Yiyu kill Liancheng Haipeng?

Under all the attention and speculation, Duanmu Xingtian looked at Yang Yiyu and smiled: “Yiyu, come up and greet your three grandfathers.”

Yang Yiyun was a little uncomfortable being stared at by everyone, but he was not afraid of the stage. He stepped forward and saluted to the three old men and called them Grandfather.

At this time, including Yang Yiyun, no one understood what Duanmu Xingtian was going to do.

After the two sides greeted each other, Duanmu Xingtian said loudly: “From today on, Yang Yiyun is the young master of my Duanmu family. He is the direct descendant of my Duanmu family. Any disciple of the family must recognize my grandson Yang Yiyun as a member of the Duanmu family. There must be no mistake.”

This sentence is equivalent to saying it as the head of the family.

Everyone in the field was stunned, and then they reacted and said in unison: “I will follow the instructions of the head of the family and meet the young master.”

The disciples of the Duanmu family knew that the young master Yang Yiyun would be like the young master from now on. Duanmu Xingtian had a son, but unfortunately he had no offspring so far, so Yang Yiyun’s status in the Duanmu family was equivalent to the young master.

Of course, Yang Yiyun himself didn’t know much about this. He was a little uncomfortable with his grandfather introducing himself so solemnly, but he was more moved. He knew in his heart that this was his grandfather recognizing his relatives.

He immediately returned the greetings to everyone.

Then Duanmu Xingtian took Yang Yiyu’s hand and introduced him to some core members of the Duanmu family, and briefly described the process of Yang Yiyu killing Liancheng Haipeng.

After that, everyone looked at Yang Yiyu differently. Not only did they have awe for his strength, but they were also grateful.

The Duanmu family and the Liancheng family had been fighting for decades. Now that Liancheng Haipeng was killed by Yang Yiyu, it was equivalent to destroying the foundation of the Liancheng family. In the future, only the Duanmu family will be strong in the South Country. It is almost foreseeable that the fate of the Liancheng family will be completely crushed by the Duanmu family.

Then Duanmu Xingtian asked everyone to disperse, but left the three old men and Yang Yiyu in the hall.

At this time Duanmu Xingtian said: “Child, what are your plans next? Grandpa wants you and your sister to bring your grandmother to live in the South. Do you think it’s feasible?”

Yang Yiyu smiled bitterly in his heart, and he nodded his head and said: “Grandpa, this is impossible. My foundation is all in Jiuzhou, and grandma and sister may not like the climate of the South. How about you go to the mainland?”

“I can’t do it. When there was an internal struggle in the family, we actually had an agreement with the owner of Shenlongtan. Shenlongtan secretly helped my lineage, but the condition was that the Duanmu family would always guard the border, and also not let the disciples of the Duanmu family set foot in Jiuzhou.

We can only go back to the mainland once a year for the ancient martial arts conference. Since you don’t want to come to the South, grandpa won’t force you, but grandpa hopes you can come to see grandpa more often~” Duanmu Xingtian was reluctant.

Yang Yiyun nodded: “Grandpa, rest assured, I will come often.”

At this time, one of the three Duanmu family elders next to him said: “Xingtian said that the Ancient Martial Arts Conference has been advanced this time. We received news that it will be held in advance ten days later.”

“Yes, this time it is estimated that those ancient sects will send people out, otherwise it will not be held in advance.” Another person also said.

“This time we can bring more family members to go, those old monsters come out of the mountains, it’s extraordinary~”

Yang Yiyun’s heart moved and asked: “Three grandfathers, from what you said, the ancient sects that have closed the mountains have always been connected with secular families?”

(End of this chapter)