The Peerless Emperor

In the hall, Yan Rulie saw the behavior of other young geniuses. To understand the things here, he must know in the hall.

In the current situation, even if his identity as a traitor pretending to be his father is exposed, it will not help.

The father was seriously injured. If the other party killed him and killed his father, then the elders in the clan would really choose him as a junior in the enlightenment state?

His own father is dead, and Yanjin Clan wants to keep the place of hegemonic power, so it needs a figure who is also powerful among the soul martial artists of the Taoist realm.

This guy who wants to call his uncle himself is such a person.

For the Yanjin Clan, the elders will definitely choose to forgive their uncle's rebellion, but will try their best to suppress this matter.

Those elders, in order to express their apologies, are estimated to report their lives under house arrest, so that they can spend the years to come without worry.

Yan Rulie's heart was very tense, and at the same time he lost his pretense.

And his original posture would be much more handsome, and after his face was revealed, the geniuses around were all surprised.

"Isn't he Yan Rulie, I heard that he died in a secret realm, how could he..."

"Sure it is him, I thought he died young and was still alive."

"Wait, something is wrong with these things, the patriarch of the Yanjin clan who is lying down, the young patriarch of the Yanjin clan who is still alive?"

The younger generation in the palace are all talented and clever-minded people, and they understand the situation more or less in their hearts.

And the next moment, another figure appeared, and it was Yan Rulie's identity, Yan Deli, a small-named genius in the Yanjin clan.

After he appeared, he looked at Yan Rulie in surprise, not understanding why they were summoned from the Heavenly Cave Horcrux.

After seeing Yan Deli, most of the geniuses in the hall already understood something.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, the gate of the hall appeared, and a figure suddenly appeared, and a roar of anger resounded.

On the other side, a figure suddenly appeared beside Lin Qian, who could not be Wei Ziliang.

When Wei Ziliang came to Lin Qian's side, he saw a medicine bottle suddenly appeared in the hands of the former, with seven colors of liquid rippling in it.

"This is..." Wei Ziliang swallowed what he wanted to say, but instead asked curiously.

"Similar to the potion you took at the beginning, the quality will be much better and the effect will be quicker."

Lin Qian's expression was indifferent, but his behavior was extremely rude. He poured the potion from the medicine bottle into the population in front of him. Yan Rulie on one side also saw this scene.

Not long after, his father's face was covered with potion, and even his nose choked a lot.

The father, who was in a coma, suddenly coughed violently and looked very uncomfortable.

However, in Yan Rulie's eyes, there was not much worry, but joy.

In the past, his father’s injuries were beyond cure, and he was dying. There was no response, and he was not far behind the dead.

But now, there is such an obvious reaction.

In the next moment, Yan Rulie reduced the joy in his eyebrows, but revealed a sad look.

Lin Qian on one side saw Yan Rulie's expression change and nodded secretly: "It's very smart. Be a little sad. Your father will recover. It will take some time to consume the medicine."

"It's best to show that when you come back this time, you are looking for your uncle to settle the account. Your father is definitely dead, understand?" Lin Qian said here, looking at the figure at the entrance of the hall.

At this moment, the person with the strength at the entrance of the hall looked exactly the same as the person lying on the bed in front of Lin Qian, no difference.

After the person at the door came here, he saw Lin Qian's direction, his eyes stopped, and he looked very surprised.

The next moment, his expression was full of haze, staring at the person on the bed sternly.

Whoosh whoosh!

Afterwards, many figures suddenly broke through the air from a distance in mid-air, and came to this side hall one after another. Among them were people from various forces in the North Profound Sky.

They all knew what was going on here, and rushed over with curiosity to watch the show.

Among them, the Yanjin clan elder who followed, also took a clear look at the situation, and took a breath.

Especially when they saw the Yanjin clan patriarch's real body on the bed, and Yan Rulie, they understood in their hearts.

At the beginning, the patriarch said that his son Yan Rulie was not convinced and entered the secret realm again, while his younger brother went to rescue him and died with him.

But now, Yan Rulie is fine, or the patriarch is lying on the bed, dying.

So who the patriarch in front of him is, the truth is ready to come out.

"Lie'er, you shouldn't come back." At the gate of the palace, the so-called Yanjin clan chief, after a moment of silence, suddenly shouted.

As his voice fell, his appearance also began to change. Before long, his face turned into a white mask, which he took off and held it in his hand.

At this moment, he also revealed his original appearance.

Compared with the real Yanjin patriarch on the bed in front of Lin Qian, this Yanjin clan is indeed very similar.

Obviously, he is Yan Rulie's uncle, the brother of the former Yanjin patriarch.

"Yan Zhengfei, you..." The elders of the Yanjin clan, the most aggressive, obviously much older, pointed at the counterfeit at the entrance of the hall, extremely angry.

The rest of the elders looked at Yan Zhengfei with weird expressions, and stepped back a little bit towards the surroundings, their expressions alert and cautious.

"Yan Zhengfei, you still have the face to call me like this!" Yan Rulie stared at him with hatred when facing the person in front of him who used to call his uncle kindly, "When you deal with father, you and I have nothing to do. It’s just a deadly vengeance that doesn’t share the sky!"

Looking at Yan Rulie, who was staring at him, Yan Zhengfei chuckled slightly, but instead looked at his unconscious brother on the bed: "Yan Yifei, look at the good son you taught. He is no big or small, he has no respect. ."

While speaking, Yan Zhengfei slowly approached that side step by step.

All the elders heard what they said, their expressions changed, especially when they saw his movements, their hearts tightened, their bodies shifted, blocking them, and standing in front of Yan Rulie.

These elders' behavior made Yan Rulie a little bit astonished. Obviously, he didn't expect these elders to stand on his side so decisively.

Regarding the immediate situation, Yan Rulie hadn't really expected that such a thing would happen.

In the face of these elders' behavior, Yan Zhengfei looked as usual, and still stepped forward: "Can you stop me, or do you think that killing me will be better for the future of Yanjin Clan?"