Chapter 2 Who dares to move the family tree? “Qian'er, are you okay?”

Jiang Fan hurried over and helped Ye Qian'er up, and clenched his fists at the same time.

Although I have been poorer in recent years, no matter how much suffering I have suffered, I have never let Qian'er suffer much grievances.

"I'm fine, Brother Fan." Ye Qian'er shook her head quickly.

At this time, a disciple of the Jiang clan broke into the door and was shocked when he saw Jiang Fan in the room. However, he then spoke sinisterly: "Jiang Fan? You are not dead, you are such a coward?"

After saying that, he stared at Ye Qian'er again: "Stupid girl, hand over the body fluids, don't mislead yourself."

"Why should I leave it to you? This is my thing." Ye Qian'er bit her lower lip tightly and held the crystal bottle tightly, as if she was afraid that others would take it away.

With his eyes flowing, Jiang Fan understood everything in the blink of an eye. No wonder Qian'er, the girl, hurriedly left just now. She turned out to be going to get the body fluids, but she was discovered by Jiang Hu, who belonged to the law enforcement hall, and wanted to take away the body fluids.

Every generation of the Jiang clan tribe, from the age of six to the age of six and adulthood, will receive a bottle of body fluid every year to help practice. This is a good thing to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence. It can help warriors lay a solid foundation and successfully temper their bodies in the early stage of their body tempering. As for the bones of the meridians and bones after the age of sixteen, they will be completely fixed and have not been able to successfully temper their bodies, so they are basically out of reach for cultivation.

Unfortunately, Jiang Fan had never seen this thing in recent years. The body fluid that belonged to him was secretly detained every time, and he used various excuses to prevent him from giving him or falling into the hands of others.

"Please hand over the body fluids, and this matter will be over. If it is passed to Young Master Yu, it will be handled according to the clan rules. Silly girl, if you think it through." At this time, Jiang Hu in front of him walked up and stared at the body fluids in Ye Qian'er's hand, with coveted eyes.

"Your sins are unforgivable!"

Suddenly, Jiang Fan took a step forward and punched Jiang Hu hard in the center of his chest.

Dingdengdeng!!!

Jiang Hu was directly knocked out of the door, and only felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest. With the sound of his ribs shattering, his whole body screamed in a shrill voice.

"This is impossible..." He looked at Jiang Fan in great horror. Jiang Hu only had these four words in his mind.

How could a waste who has fallen from the altar for ten years be seriously injured by a punch who opened six major veins?

"Jiang Hu, you are just a slave from another family. You have worked diligently for many years before joining the law enforcement hall. You were given the surname Jiang, and finally got to this day. Unfortunately, you are so brave that you actually provoked me, the young master."

After pausing, Jiang Fan's voice suddenly became colder: "Thinking of you, you have been for the Jiang family for many years. Today, you can be forgiven for the death penalty, but you cannot escape the crime of living. I will use one of your arms to serve as a warning to others."

Zheng…!

Not far from Jiang Fan reached out, an iron sword that had been covered with dust for many years was unsheathed.

"Jiang Fan, you dare!!!"

"I'm doing things for Young Master Feiyu. If you dare to touch me, he won't let you go."

Jiang Hu's heart trembled. He knew very well what the result would be if he had a broken arm with his strength in Tongmai Realm...

"Jiang Feiyu? What is he?" As Jiang Fan spoke, the iron sword in his hand had already slashed down.

A ray of sharpness suddenly appeared, and it was slashed directly on Jiang Hu's right arm. In an instant, Jiang Hu was injured more and more. His meridians were broken and his right arm was destroyed. Jiang Hu roared in pain, and his heart was almost desperate.

"Get out!" Jiang Fan spoke coldly.

Jiang Hu ran away in a panic, but when he almost disappeared from Jiang Fan's sight, a voice of extreme resentment suddenly came: "Jiang Fan, you won't be arrogant for a long time. In the past few days, the clan discussed the removal of your identity. The Seventh Elder has gone to the ancestral hall today and is about to wipe your clan leader's name from the clan genealogy with his own hands. At that time, you are not even as good as a dog."

"What?" Jiang Fan's eyes opened and he suddenly took a step: "Who dares to move the family tree?"

On the genealogy, Jiang Fan, the 18th clan leader, was written by his father.

Some people want to move the family tree, which is not only slapping themselves in the face, but also not taking their father, the real patriarch, seriously.

"Brother Fan, are you...recovered?"

Qian'er's eyes were complicated, and she was both happy, but she was a little worried when she saw Brother Fan who was completely different from the past.

Hearing Qian'er's voice, Jiang Fan's anger dropped a little, turned around, and looked deep into Ye Qian'er's eyes: "A few days ago, it was a blessing in disguise. The sword I was injured was not a bad thing, but it made me realize and re-enter the martial arts. Qian'er, you have suffered for the years, but from now on, with Brother Fan, I will never dare to bully you again."

"Really? Brother Fan?" Ye Qian'er's eyes widened and her pretty face turned red.

"Have I ever lied to you?" Jiang Fan said with a smile.

Ye Qianer looked at Jiang Fan seriously. When she was in Jiang Fan, she suddenly felt a sense of confidence she had never had before. When she contacted everything today, she felt that Jiang Fan had undergone a transformation like a rebirth in the fire.

Could it be that Brother Fan really had an epiphany because of that sword?

There are too many such examples in the practice of warriors. Some people are on the verge of dying, but they suddenly realize in the extreme realm. Instead, they are reborn again in Nirvana, soaring into the sky, becoming a dominant, and even leaving behind an eternal myth.

At this time, Jiang Fan whispered: "Qian'er, you have been exhausted from taking care of me these days. Now, I'll take a good rest first and I'll go out."

"Brother Fan, are you going to find Elder Seven? You have just recovered to the Tongmai Realm." Ye Qian'er said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Qian'er, I'll give him ten courage to the Seventh Elder, and I don't dare to touch a finger. These people are ambitious and want to expel me from the Jiang clan at this time. It seems that I should solve some things before the Honghuang Sword Sect." Jiang Fan said softly.

After settled down Qian'er, Jiang Fan immediately set off and walked all the way to the depths of the Jiang clan...

He used to be low-key, but he was temporarily powerless, but now everything is different. From now on, he will not give anyone the chance to step on himself.

"Jiang Feiyu, Jiang Ling, Seven Elders, you and your father and son are ambitious. I turn a blind eye. After I was sixteen, I will naturally give the token of the clan leader. Whoever wants to sit in this broken position of the clan leader, but you actually try to expel me. No wonder I don't care about the feelings of the same clan." Jiang Fan murmured in his heart, his eyes getting colder.

Seeing Jiang Fan's appearance, many people from the Jiang clan were stunned and a little unbelievable. After all, Jiang Fan was seriously injured and dying a few days ago, why did he suddenly appear like a dragon spirit?

"He...what is he going to do? Do you don't want to live anymore?" Soon, someone stared at Jiang Fan's back and showed a strange look.

Jiang Fan actually went to the important place of the inner tribe, which was where the elders and other sects lived and practiced. Ordinary disciples were not allowed to enter, otherwise it would be equivalent to violating the clan rules and would be severely punished.

Everyone knows the situation of the Jiang clan. The seventh elder and the son are the only ones. It is a foregone conclusion that even the elders have to sell their face. Especially at this critical moment, no matter who the seventh elders are two sons goes to the Honghuang Sword Sect, the remaining one must be the future head of the Jiang clan.

As for Jiang Fan, he might have lived a few more days when he hides now. If he appears so swaggeringly and dares to break into the inner tribe, he is simply seeking death. The seventh elder and the father and son must make a fuss about this.

"He probably knew that relying on the patriarch Yu Yin, the days of living and waiting for death would never come back. Could it be that he went to find the seventh elder to kneel down and beg for mercy?" a disciple sarcastically said.

"Don't say it, it's really possible..."

"I'm finally going to let him get out. A waste has been the young master for many years, which is the stain of our Jiang clan."

While these people were talking, the Jiang clan’s inner tribe was in front of a rather gorgeous hall.

Bang!!!

The empty hall gate shook, and Jiang Fan stepped into it in one step.

"Jiang Feiyu, get out of here." Jiang Fan's voice resounded throughout the hall.

In the middle of the hall, a young man was sitting cross-legged in it and practicing. It was Jiang Feiyu who almost killed Jiang Fan with a sword a few days ago. He suddenly woke up. After seeing Jiang Fan, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"You... Jiang Fan, why are you here?" Jiang Feiyu was angry and extremely shocked.

He knew how fierce his sword was a few days ago. How could such a serious injury recover in just a few days? Moreover, this is the elders' hall exclusively for his father. Even if other elders come, they still need to inform outside. No one dares to break without giving instructions. Jiang Fan is so arrogant?

"What are you? Do I have any questions here? As the patriarch of the Jiang clan, where can I go?" Jiang Fan said lightly: "Why are you the only one, the Seventh Elder?"

When Jiang Fan asked the three words "Seven Elders", Jiang Feiyu seemed to think of something and suddenly laughed: "Did you hear the news to plead with mercy? Unfortunately, my father has already gone to the ancestral hall. I guess he will soon hear the news that you have deposed your position as the leader of the young clan."

"I think who dares to move the family tree!" After Jiang Fan said that, a cold light in his eyes moved and a punch was blown out in an instant.

Dingdengdeng!!!

Jiang Feiyu retreated repeatedly, and was knocked back to the corner of the wall with a punch, panting, and a powerful force entered his body through his chest, almost suffocating.

He felt that Jiang Fan seemed to have become a different person. Not only did he recover from his injuries, but he was even more courageous. He dared to force himself to break into the elder's hall and fight with disagreement. He was really lawless.

"Fire Sword Technique!"

Jiang Feiyu shouted fiercely and slashed at Jiang Fan with a sword.

This is his strongest move. He is confident to directly defeat Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan is a little evil and is suspected to have entered the Tongmai realm, but he is only the first level of Tongmai, and he is still no match for him.

I saw Jiang Fan change his fist into a finger, and his middle finger and index finger were poked out side by side with his right hand, and he pointed forward with a finger on the spot.

"Looking for death." Seeing this scene, Jiang Feiyu's mouth curled up a curve of confidence.

This is not the kind of battle between top masters. Before reaching the fourth level of cultivation: the true body realm, no one dares to use his body to collide with the sharp blade head-on, that is, the mantis arm is trying to perish on his own as a chariot.

"I think you are looking for death."

Jiang Fan's voice was cold, and he took a seemingly simple step, but he forced Jiang Feiyu to drive away most of the sharp edge of his sword. At the same time, his finger bounced on the side of the sword body at a tricky angle.

Buzz..., the sword made a tremolo!

An unstoppable force reversed along the sword body and forcibly broke into Jiang Feiyu's body.

"You...how could you successfully open the meridians?" A mouthful of blood gushed out. Jiang Feiyu was frightened and angry. A few days ago, he even ravaged Jiang Fan at will, but today he couldn't even take a single move.

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