Family cultivation: I am the reincarnation of an ancestor

Chapter 92: Bloodline Suppression, Killing on the Spot
"impossible!"

In the void, Yan Renming and Yan Lingyu fought for a moment, but the first one to be repelled was the former, who had a higher level of cultivation.

Yan Renming looked shocked. He did not expect that this young junior was so strong.

Those several inherited seals from the Zhenming Sect were extremely powerful in Yan Lingyu's hands, far exceeding those of the same level.

This isn't tricky.

The spiritual weapon treasure umbrella in the opponent's hand, the mountain and river map transformed into it, has the effect of suppressing it. Although it is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, it can be combined with the high-level Taoist skills Renshui Yinlei and River Walking.

This made Yan Renming's offensive turn into nothingness and became passive.

What made him even more frightened was that there were several deadly qi hidden in this green torrent, locking it, making him feel like a light on his back, and he did not dare to relax.

"How can he be so strong?" Yan Renming shouted in disbelief.

It is true that he fell into a disadvantage because he initially underestimated the enemy.

Yan Lingyu is different from other tribesmen, and his identity is extremely special.

A genius of the Yan family, he is less than 25 years old and has built a foundation. He is a master of alchemy and is expected to become a master of alchemy. He has deep friendships and is the core link between Yan, Hai and Kongtong. More importantly, he is the designated fiancé of the only daughter of Shaonan County.

These vests shocked Yan Renming, who had returned from Qingshui Sect, and he had to pay attention to them.

Therefore, when he first fought, he held back, not wanting to hurt the opponent. If Yan Lingyu was injured, the alchemy would have to be postponed, which would harm his own interests.

However, Yan Renming never thought that he could not beat this junior.

The opponent's early stage of foundation building was too confusing, and as soon as he started, he attacked with all his strength, laying out various Taoist techniques.

Yan Renming was caught off guard and was thrown into a passive position. It was not easy to stand up and take back the initiative in a short period of time.

But he is worthy of being a disciple of the Qingshui Sect.

Even in a disadvantageous situation, he can cope with it. Various Taoist techniques emerge in endlessly, and they are interlocking and cooperate in different areas to avoid defeat.

Moreover, Yan Renming knows the way of defense well, and a spiritual weapon, the Golden Snow Silkworm Soft Armor, can block almost all missed attacks.

The situation between the two parties is changing.

When he looked at Yan Lingyu, his eyes grew colder and his anger grew.

He is ready to spend time with the other party.

It is true that Yan Lingyu learned Xuanxi Shuimian Jue, which can make his magic power and true energy particularly mellow.

But Yan Renming himself has also mastered the unique skill of Qingshui Sect, so he is not bad at it.

Moreover, he is still in the middle stage of foundation building and has been practicing for nearly a hundred years. There is no way he can be lower than his opponent in terms of total mana.

Thus, the two sides stalemate.

Time passed little by little.

And Yan Renming's face became more and more gloomy.

"Why is this kid still able to export his true energy?"

He was very puzzled.

It was Yan Renming who was the first to show his timidity in a full-scale confrontation with a stick of incense.

The battle situation was changing rapidly, and the advantage began to fall to Yan Lingyu's side again.

This made him even more impatient and reminded him of his junior brother.

It was understandable that his junior brother Duan Feng could defeat him with his early foundation-building cultivation. After all, Duan Feng had the full support of the sect and his own talent was extremely high.

But why could Yan Lingyu leapfrog and challenge him?

Yan Lingyu is just a monk from the Xiaoyan family. He does not have the guidance of a master with advanced cultivation, nor the support of various resources from the Shangzong. His cultivation time is still very short. Why does he have such strength?
Yan Renming's face was gloomy and bleeding.

He felt that he was being insulted by his juniors.

In an instant, Yan Renming's voice suddenly increased in strength, and he didn't know what secret method was used, overwhelming Renshui Yinlei.

"Sir, I am your ancestor!"

"You dare to be disrespectful and attack me. This is treason!"

"I'm going to punish you!"

Yan Renming's eyes turned red and he shouted angrily.

However, what greeted him was Yan Lingyu's sneer.

"Yan Renming, you still don't know what's wrong!"

The mighty divine voice echoes in the heaven and earth.

Yan Lingyu stood upright, holding his back with one hand and making secrets with the other hand. He was calm and disdainful.His brows opened, and countless rays of light emitted. In his pupils were the passage of time, right and wrong, and the vicissitudes of life.

At a glance, it is ten thousand years.

Yan Renming, who activated the forbidden technique and doubled his momentum, just looked at each other and his momentum froze.

Yan Renming had the illusion that he had returned to his childhood.

At that time, Yan Ping, the ancestor of the Yan family, was still an ignorant child.

He seemed to be facing the anger of his ancestor, and did not dare to speak softly or move.

"Grandpa."

Looking at the figure in front of him, Yan Renming had visions and murmured.

He felt an underworld pressure pushing against his body.

The blood in his body began to flow backwards, and his legs began to tremble.

For a moment, Yan Renming had the urge to kneel down!
"Whoosh-"

While Yan Renming was distracted, a dark attack, covered by the water flow, had already arrived at his chest.

This is the blessed hidden flow spirit finger.

Yan Lingyu's assassination technique was much more cunning than Hai Chongyang's Lianyou Huangquan Nail. Although it was not a soul attack, its strength and concealment were superior to the former. Lin Zixun, who had practiced hard, did not dare to block it. Zhang Zhengyi couldn't even complete self-destruction, so he died under fingering.

This shows the power of Yan Lingyu's enhanced version of the hidden flow spirit finger.

For a moment, Yan Renming's ghost came out, and he woke up from his sluggish state. A strong sense of crisis swept through his body. He wanted to defend, but he had lost the opportunity and it was difficult to make sufficient preparations.

The golden snow silkworm soft armor that protected the body could not withstand the violent collision and was shattered by the fingerprints!

With one finger, Yan Renming was seriously injured and teetering in the void.

It can be seen that Yan Lingyu did not look happy in this situation, but instead became more solemn.

At this moment, Yan Renming's eyes were distracted, and his heart was full of anger, unwillingness, shame, and despair. There was actually a trace of black energy emerging from his body and lingering around his chest.

The former shouted: "The whole family disperses and stays away from here, Yan Renming is possessed!"

Then, murderous intent flashed in Yan Lingyu's eyes.

He didn't expect that things would happen like this.

Originally, he had not thought about how to deal with Yan Renming. After all, he was not only a member of the Yan family, but also a member of the Qingshui Sect.

Kill at will, the hidden dangers are endless.

Therefore, Yan Lingyu's initial idea was to severely punish him and ban him from the clan to atone for his sins.

It's no longer necessary.

Those who are possessed by demons should be punished!
"Well, they all deserve to die!"

The crazy Yan Renming kept roaring, and the black energy around him was violent.

His dark red eyes were fixed on Yan Lingyu, and he rushed towards the latter regardless.

"die!"

Yan Renming, who was possessed by demons and crazy, had a great increase in mana, but lost his mind and displayed a lot of strength.

It's just not easy to deal with.

Yan Lingyu's few spells could not threaten him.

And the family formation disk is in the opponent's hands.

For a moment, Yan Lingyu could only restrain the other party in embarrassment, preventing Yan Renming from harming other tribesmen and leading him away from Qiushuiling.

Suddenly Yan Lingyu's heart moved.

Liu Yuxi has been rescued with the help of others.

"Elder of the clan! Let me borrow the Qingming Sword!"

"Sword come!"

In an instant, lotus flowers bloomed.

The sword shadow came to Yan Lingyu's hand.

Feeling the familiar texture and the faint excitement coming from the sword, Yan Lingyu put on a smile.

Hand up, sword down.

Yan Renming was executed!
(End of this chapter)