Ji Hong's face was expressionless. He turned his palm and grabbed the wooden sword floating by his side. He said coldly: "The imperial ebony sword is here. Ji Luoyan, are you really not afraid?"
The Imperial Ebony Sword, passed down from the ancestors of the Ji family, is a psychic magic weapon held by the head of the Ji family, and its power is unparalleled.
"The psychic magic weapon is indeed powerful. Although you and I are similar in cultivation, you are holding the Imperial Ebony Sword. I will not be your opponent." Ji Luoyan didn't seem to be panic, but there was a little more playfulness in his eyes. "But my lord, do you know the origin of this Imperial Ebony Sword?"
Ji Hong held the Chi Ling Ebony Sword in his backhand without saying a word. A bright blazing white sword light gradually appeared on the sword's blade, and there was a flame that could cut through everything at the tip of the sword.
Ji Luoyan sighed softly and said: "This extremely precious psychic magic weapon is from more than two thousand years ago. An ancestor of my Ji family exhausted nearly half of the Ji family's heritage and asked an ancestor of the Taiyu Ancient Sect to move it. It was refined by an elder, and the blood of the Ji family was incorporated into it, and it became the Ji family's treasure."
"What do you want to say?" Ji Hong gently raised the Chi Ling Ebony Sword. The sword light on it became more and more brilliant, and the elders behind Ji Luoyan all changed their colors.
This sword is no different than others, it is a genuine psychic magic weapon!
If Ji Hong suddenly swiped at them with a sword, with their mere Nascent Realm cultivation, not even the slightest bit of dregs would be left.
Ji Luoyan slowly looked around. At this time, almost all the elite guards of the Ji family had gathered outside the Zhenhai Hall. In addition, relatives of the fourth family of the Ji family and many collateral bloodlines of the Ji family were arriving one after another. The entire Anyang City was there. Quietly watching the main hall of Zhenhai Hall at this time.
Shaking his sleeves and robes, Ji Luoyan's body was filled with the fiery profound energy of Guizhen's first state. He took a step towards the outside of the palace and said loudly: "Ji Hong has behaved violently since he took charge of the Ji family. He is cold-blooded and cruel, and does not care about any affection for his family. The Ji family has suffered for a long time. Today, Ji Hong wants to split the soul of his legitimate son Ji Yuenian and devour his inner fire. This is extremely vicious!"
Outside the Zhenhai Hall, an uproar gradually arose.
Countless eyes were looking at Ji Hong who was holding the Imperial Ebony Sword, and "Ji Yuenian" who was sitting on the futon with an extremely pale face.
After all, Ji Hong has been in charge of the Ji family for a long time and is quite powerful. Although many Ji family members in Anyang City whispered about it, no one dared to take the lead in echoing Ji Luo's words.
Ji Luoyan once again took a step towards the outside of the palace. The momentum of Guizhen's first state swept across all directions, his robes rustled, and he said loudly: "The bloodline of the Ji family in Anyang must not be cut off in Ji Hong's hands! I want to gather the bloodline of the Ji family Use your power to retrieve the ancestral spiritual magic weapon of the Ji family, the Imperial Ebony Sword, depose Ji Hong as the head of the family, and convict him of his crimes!"
After a few breaths, a woman finally emerged from the crowd, stared at Ji Hong hatefully, and cried in a low voice: "My husband is the guard responsible for guarding outside Zhenhai Hall, but he was suddenly killed dozens of days ago. Heng died, I spent all my energy and inquired in many places, only to find out that the master of the house was in a bad mood that day, and he slapped my innocent husband to death as he passed by!"
A young man in colorful clothes stepped forward and said loudly: "There are many spiritual fields controlled by the Ji family in the outer city of Taichu Ancient City. After we collected 80% of the spiritual taxes in them, the family owner actually wanted to increase taxes on us." ! Ji Hong, the Anyang Ji family are not your slaves! You ate meat, but you didn’t even give us soup to drink!"
Many voices were heard one after another, but within a moment, the noise outside the Zhenhai Hall was extremely noisy, and Ji Hong was already being pointed at by thousands of people.
"It's contrary, it's completely contrary! How outrageous!"
Ji Hong's eyes were red, and with a low roar, he slashed hard at where Ji Luoyan and others were with his Chi Ling Ebony Sword!
A blazing white sword light that was several feet long swept out!
Ji Luoyan's expression changed slightly. Under the burst of profound energy from the first realm of Guizhen, he lifted Ji Baiyu beside him with one hand and narrowly avoided the sword light.
The third elder and the fifth elder had also noticed it early and fled far away.
Only the two elders who followed Ji Luoyan into the palace had no time to react and were chopped into countless pieces by the sword light. Under the annihilating white light, these two people died instantly with their souls destroyed!
The power of the psychic magic weapon is so powerful!
The people of the Ji family outside the Zhenhai Hall became even more fearful and angry. An invisible and immaterial force gradually gathered in one place and enveloped the Zhenhai Hall.
Ji Hong's eyes were bloodshot and he growled: "Whoever dares to rebel against me will be killed by me!"
After saying this, he raised his right hand holding the Imperial Ebony Sword again, and was about to strike at the other two elders.
Suddenly, his movements seemed to be slowed down several times. The psychic magic weapon glowing with blazing white sword light trembled slightly, as if it was about to break free at the next moment.
Ji Luoyan shook his head and said: "Ji Hong, do you know now what power is!? This imperial ebony sword was obtained by the ancestors of the Ji family, and it has been integrated into the blood of my Ji family. Now All the blood of the Ji family in Anyang City are your enemies, so how can the psychic magic weapon belonging to my Ji family be used as a scheming force?"
For the first time, Ji Hong's expression changed significantly. He ignored Ji Luoyan and just tried his best to control the imperial ebony sword that was trembling more and more violently in his hand.
Ji Luoyan would not give him such a chance, and directly shouted: "The Ji family bloodline in Anyang has decided to depose Ji Hong as the head of the family and deal with him!"
Thousands of Ji family bloodlines in Anyang City all responded loudly, and the sound surged upwards and swept through the sky.
"The bloodline of the Ji family in Anyang has decided to depose Ji Hong as the head of the family and deal with him!!!"
boom!
On the imperial ebony sword, there is an extremely bright blazing white sword light rising into the sky!
Ji Hong's two fingers were cut off directly. He could no longer hold the psychic magic weapon and let it fly away.
Ji Luoyan's body surged with profound energy, he flew up, grabbed the Chi Ling Ebony Sword, and without any pause, slashed straight at Ji Hong!
The blazing white sword light spreads nearly ten feet, it must not be intercepted forcefully! Ji Hong's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, he grabbed "Ji Yuenian" beside him and directly poured profound energy into his soul, intending to use the power of "Ji Yuenian's" soul collapse to block him.
But what shocked and angered him was that there was nothingness in the soul of "Ji Yuenian". When he came back to his senses and looked down, he didn't know when the "Ji Yuenian" in his hand had turned into a handful of thin The gravel is scattered between the fingers.
The violent sword light has arrived!
Ji Hong's eyes were about to burst, and he used all his strength to open up a dense shield of profound energy.
boom!
The sword energy of the psychic magic weapon directly tore the mysterious energy mask into pieces, and without losing its remaining power, it struck Ji Hong hard!
After all, his cultivation was at the first stage of returning to his true state. He vomited blood and flew backwards under the violent sword light. Although he was seriously injured, his life was not in danger for the moment.
"Quexue, save your dad! Mom, please!"
In the side hall of Zhenhai Hall, Xu Lian'er knelt down directly to Ji Quexue.
Ji Quexue showed a trace of pain and struggle on his face and said: "Mom, how do you want me to save you! If I dare to step forward to stop you, I will only end up dead!"
Xu Lian'er burst into tears, pulling on the skirt of Ji Que's snow-blue dress, and cried: "You are the heart fire of the sixth rank in the sequence. After dawn, your position will be determined. Ji Luoyan can no longer interfere. He won't kill you for this matter! Go and beg him to spare your father's life, mother, please!"
After saying this, she kowtowed hard to Ji Quexue again.
Ji Quexue was silent for a few breaths, her face gradually calmed down, and she said, "Okay, I'll go. But from now on, you are no longer my mother."
Xu Lian'er moved her lips, but couldn't utter a complete sentence. She just looked at Ji Quexue with hopeful eyes.
Ji Quexue felt a twinge of pain in her heart. In her mother's place, she couldn't compare to that beast Ji Hong!
She helped Xu Lian'er up, and then directly used the profound energy from the beginning of the Xuan Dynasty, and jumped towards the main hall of Zhenhai Hall, which was dozens of feet away.
