Young Martial God

"Did you forget? In two days, the Dragon Tiger Ranking war will begin, and he will also participate in it. At that time, I will let him suffer all kinds of humiliation in public. Humph! " Nangong Yan said with a hideous smile.    

    

Dragon Tiger Ranking war! "    

    

Nangong Qi's eyes lit up, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.    

    

Ye Zhi, who had left the courtyard, punched the tree heavily. His heart was filled with anger.    

    

"Zhi, this is normal. Even though I was Evil Venerable, I have never joined any forces."    

    

Unparalleled Old Devil said calmly, "However, it will not be easy for you to leave the Nangong family."    

    

Ye Zhi raised his eyebrows. "Why do you say that?"    

    

"Your Miss Xue must have noticed something. If you let her go a step further and investigate your aptitude or even your secrets, I'm afraid you will be even more inseparable from this place." Unparalleled Old Devil said coldly.    

    

"I will leave this place sooner or later. I have made up my mind." Ye Zhi gritted his teeth.    

    

"Heh, it would be best if I could leave this place freely. If I really can't leave this place, I can only rely on the Spirit Fire Pavilion. Their power is something that even the Nangong family can't afford to offend."    

    

"I hope that we can leave this place as we wish."    

    

Meng family, inside the Elder Palace.    

    

There were only five people in the empty hall.    

    

However, these five people were the core strength of the Meng family.    

    

Among them, four elders, each of them was a One Thought Stage warrior, and Patriarch was a Clear Mind Stage warrior.    

    

Meng Ling sat on the top seat. His eyes were as deep as a pool of water, causing people to fall into it, unable to extricate themselves from it. His body emitted a shocking aura that was like a vortex, and it was terrifying to the soul.    

    

He was the Patriarch of the Meng family, the top martial artist of the Meng family. He possessed the Clear Mind Stage cultivation base.    

    

"Tell me, what happened? Are you here to disturb my seclusion?" Meng Ling glanced at the four elders and said coldly.    

    

The third elder, Meng Feng, took a deep breath. He looked sad and said to Meng Ling with a trembling voice, "Patriarch, little dog Meng Qi disappeared a few days ago. There hasn't been any news yet."    

    

"Disappeared?" Meng Ling raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the situation?"    

    

The First Elder took it. "Patriarch, it's not just Meng Qi. Three days ago, Meng Hong, Meng Chen, and Meng Shuo went to the Misty Cloud Mountain, and until now, there has been no news of them. In the end, it was still Meng Jiang who found their corpses."    

    

Bang!    

    

Meng Ling slammed his palm heavily onto the table, and the granite table cracked open with a cracking sound. His hair surged, and his eyes erupted with rage. A shocking aura surged into the hall, and it caused the expressions of the four elders to turn green while they trembled with fear.    

    

"Someone is going against the Meng family?" Meng Ling's anger rose, and he became furious.    

    

"Tell me more about it." He looked at the First Elder.    

    

"Meng Jiang, Meng Qing."    

    

The First Elder took a deep breath and called out to the outside of the hall.    

    

Two figures entered the hall from front to back.    

    

After entering the hall, the two of them sensed the pressure spreading in the air. Their faces were deathly pale, as if they were about to suffocate.    

    

"Tell me." The First Elder glanced at Meng Qing and Meng Jiang and said.    

    

"Patriarch, Elder, this is the truth. Before Meng Hong and the others went up the Misty Cloud Mountain, they found a Spirit Root Grass. Two days after that, they went up the mountain. I felt something was wrong, so I went up the mountain to look for it. Unexpectedly, I only found three piles of bone slag and a broken sword of Meng Hong. The Spirit Root Grass was also picked by someone."    

    

Meng Jiang took a deep breath and said.    

    

"Spirit Root Grass? Killing people for that thing? But at Misty Cloud Mountain, who dares to oppose my Meng family?" Meng Ling said with a frown.    

    

Meng Hong was one of the top geniuses in the Meng family. He was called the third son of the Meng family together with Meng Jiang and Meng Qing.    

    

Now that Meng Hong was dead, Meng Ling's heart was filled with killing intent.    

    

One had to understand that if Meng Hong were to develop well, the Meng family would also have a One Thought Stage warrior in the future.    

    

"Qing'er, what do you think?"    

    

Meng Ling turned to Meng Qing.    

    

"Dad, I asked Meng Qi to help me deal with a man. His surname is Ye Zhi, and he is a servant of the Nangong family. He is only a First Rank of Blood Soul Stage warrior, but Meng Qi has never returned." Meng Qing didn't dare to hide anything from his father and the Fourth Elder. He told them everything.    

    

"A servant of the Nangong family?" Meng Ling's eyes lit up. He scolded, "Nangong Huanxue covered up this matter for a mere servant? Then there is nothing special about this servant?"    

    

Meng Qing swallowed his saliva and continued, "Father, there is nothing special about her."    

    

"But," Meng Qing said. He suddenly remembered the latest news he received and suddenly said, "Father, that servant entered the battlefield under Nangong Huanxue's arrangement."    

    

"What did you say? Nangong family's battlefield? How could a servant be allowed to enter?"    

    

The First Elder couldn't help but exclaim.    

    

Meng Ling's face was gloomy.    

    

The Meng family was originally a vassal of the Nangong family, and Nangong Huanxue's status was higher than his. If this matter was really related to the Nangong family, then the Meng family could only suffer in silence and pretend that nothing had happened.    

    

Meng Ling's expression was gloomy, and a trace of ruthlessness suddenly appeared in his eyes. He said to the First Elder and the Third Elder, "Do you have their personal belongings? The kind that can come into contact with Qi and blood?"    

    

In the hall, the eyes of the Fourth Elder lit up.    

    

A trace of excitement appeared on Meng Feng's face. He said with a trembling voice, "Clan, Patriarch, could it be that you want to use the Secret Qi and Blood Art of the Clear Heart?"    

    

"Yes."    

    

Meng Ling nodded lightly.    

    

"Yes." A trace of anticipation appeared in Meng Feng's eyes. He trembled as he took out some hair.    

    

It was not easy for him to get a son, so he valued Meng Qi very much.    

    

Now that his only son had lost contact with him, he might even lose his life. He was on the verge of collapse.    

    

Towards the real murderer, his killing intent was even stronger, and he swore to cut him into pieces to vent his hatred.    

    

Meng Jiang took out the broken sword and respectfully handed it to Meng Ling.    

    

Meng Ling swept his hand, and the broken sword and hair floated in front of him.    

    

In the hall, everyone held their breaths and watched Meng Ling's actions with rapt attention.    

    

Only Clear Mind Stage warriors would use the Mind-Heart Blood Qi Secret Art.    

    

Usually, it was used by large families. When a disciple of a family encountered an accident, they could use it to display the scene before their death.    

    

Bang!    

    

Meng Ling had a solemn expression, and he instantly enveloped the hall with a shocking imposing aura as if he wanted to blast the hall out.    

    

Everyone couldn't help but tremble, and their eyes revealed deep fear.    

    

Meng Ling's two hands shot out seals at the broken sword and hair in front of him in a flash. Intense spiritual energy surged out, and his eyes were like a vortex that could steal one's soul.    

    

"Bright eyes, bright heart, and blood."    

    

Meng Ling suddenly shouted, and his hands emitted a blinding white light as they heavily smashed into the void.    

    

Bang!    

    

Two medicinal Light Screens appeared in midair.    

    

The scene flashed rapidly, revealing two blurry scenes.    

    

Everyone stared at the scene.    

    

Although they were blurry, everyone present was a martial artist, so they could roughly see the person inside.    

    

"Ye Zhi, it's impossible, right?"    

    

"It's actually him?"    

    

In the hall, Meng Qing and Meng Jiang's shocked voices could be heard.    

    

Bang!    

    

The Light Screen dispersed, and Meng Ling's face turned pale. The energy in his entire body shrank, and his aura also became weaker.    

    

All eyes were focused on Meng Qing and Meng Jiang's bodies.    

    

Meng Qing swallowed his saliva, and his eyes were full of shock. Father, the person in the Light Screen is that servant, Ye Zhi!"    

    

"It can't be, right? He is just a person, how can he kill Meng Hong and the other two?"    

    

The painting was very blurry. Meng Qing could only roughly recognize that it was Ye Zhi, but he couldn't see anything else. He didn't know how Ye Zhi killed Meng Hong and the others.    

    

But this was enough.    

    

Because of Meng Qi, the death of Meng Hong and the others must be closely related to Ye Zhi.    

    

Meng Jiang said slowly, "Before I went up the mountain, I met him. At that time, I asked him if he saw Meng Hong and the others. He said he didn't, but I always felt something was wrong. I didn't think that the murderer was really him!"    

    

"Also, his cultivation base should be Fifth Order Blood Soul Stage."    

    

"What did you say? It can't be, right? It's only been ten days, how did he break through to the Fifth Order Blood Soul Stage realm from the First Rank of Blood Soul Stage realm?" Meng Qing opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief.    

    

Ye Zhi. "    

    

Meng Feng's body was trembling, and his eyes were filled with anger.    

    

The other elders and Meng Ling had gloomy expressions as well.    

    

What they could be sure of now was that Meng Qi must have died at the hands of Ye Zhi. As for Meng Hong and the others, it was very likely that Ye Zhi was the one who killed them. Even if it wasn't him, it was still closely related to him.    

    

Ye Zhi was the servant of Nangong Huanxue of the Nangong family.    

    

He was even selected by Nangong Huanxue to enter the battlefield. It could be seen that he valued Ye Zhi very much.    

    

"Patriarch, no matter what, I must avenge my son." Meng Feng slapped the table and stood up. His eyes were red as he stared at Meng Ling.    

    

Meng Ling's brows were tightly knit. After hesitating for a moment, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes.    

    

As a vassal of the Nangong family, the Meng family often had to act according to the eyes of the Nangong family. However, if a servant casually killed a member of the Meng family, how could the Meng family establish themselves in the Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm?    

    

"I will personally come to the battlefield for the Dragon Tiger Ranking war this time." Meng Ling made a decision.    

    

...    

    

Nangong family Clan.    

    

Ye Zhi, who was practicing, suddenly trembled. He opened his eyes and said with a pale face, "Why do I suddenly feel scared?"    

    

"Because there is big trouble."    

    

Unparalleled Old Devil sighed.    

    

"What?" Ye Zhi was shocked.    

    

"Someone used it just now. Clear Heart Qi Secret Art, this secret art can only be used by Clear Mind Stage warriors. Usually, when a member of a big family dies for no reason, the elders of the family can use this secret art to display the image before their death."    

    

"Meng family!"    

    

Ye Zhi exclaimed.    

    

"Yes, it will only be the Meng family." Unparalleled Old Devil's spiritual fire suddenly flew out of Ye Zhi's body and said in a heavy tone.    

    

"A Clear Mind Stage warrior, show us the scene of death." Ye Zhi's face was pale and his body was trembling.    

    

If the Meng family found out that he was the murderer of Meng Hong and the others, they would be in big trouble.    

    

He was merely a servant of the Nangong family. Even if the Meng family followed the Nangong family's lead, he had killed four people of the Meng family in a row, and they were all elite disciples. The Meng family would never forgive him no matter what.    

    

"Evil Venerable, what should we do now?" Ye Zhi asked in a trembling voice.    

    

"There's only one path to Mount Hua since the ancient times, so this is the only way."    

    

"What should we do?" Ye Zhi's eyes lit up.    

    

...    

    

Today was a very important and special day for the young geniuses of Nangong family.    

    

Because on this day, the Dragon Tiger Ranking battle officially began.    

    

The Dragon Tiger Ranking war arena was a ranking list established by the Nangong family Clan. There were a total of 50 people. As long as one could enter the Battle Arena and enter the Dragon Tiger Ranking, one would receive rewards from the clan, including spirit water, money, and even high-level martial arts.