Chapter 6250 No Taboo

The Quan Family, the Shashen Hall, in the middle of the Patriarch's place is the Blood Slaughter Sword, and the eight clan elders are seated separately.

The position of the elder of the second clan was occupied by a middle-aged man, presumably overnight, a new elder of the clan had been elected in this vein.

Among the eight clan elders stood four people, all of them were collateral disciples of Quan Yusheng's lineage, and their cultivation bases were all peeping at the middle and late stages of the sixth level of Taoism.

"Every clan elder, the position of patriarch should have been elected by our disciples surnamed Quan. This new elder of the second clan was like that at the time. How did it change when we came here?"

The middle-aged man standing in the front had an ugly face, with two mustaches on his mouth, if the clan Laotang hadn't suddenly stopped the nomination by the disciples surnamed Quan, he would have been sitting at the top.

"I'm not elected. If you have the ability, you can choose my path!" The new elder of the second clan gave the middle-aged man with a moustache a meaningful look and replied.

The face of the middle-aged man with the mustache suddenly became even uglier. He naturally understood the trace of the new elder from the second clan, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and he didn't say anything else.

"Second clan elders are really good at joking, if the four of us have this ability, why do we need other people to recommend us, don't you think?"

Next to the middle-aged man with a mustache, a middle-aged man with a tear mole on his face laughed.

"Several clan elders must have given orders. Since the four of us were asked to come, the patriarch should be born among us. If there are any regulations in the clan elder hall, it is better to speak up!"

A young man behind the middle-aged man with a mustache spoke calmly.

"If it's the condition of the patriarch's authority, I ask all the clan elders not to open their mouths. Although we really want to sit in that position, we haven't burned our brains yet!"

The last middle-aged man with short hair had a sonorous and powerful voice, with an unquestionable taste.

The eight clan elders exchanged glances with each other. It was obvious that the four descendants of the family head of the power line must have been linked together, but it was obvious that these four were thinking too much.

Quan Yusheng died, and his only daughter, Quan Xiuxiu, was also sacrificed some time ago to open the secret realm, which was the only one in the line of succession, so the four people in front of them had a chance. Clan Laotang promised the royal power and wealth to support him, so naturally he would not allow the four of them to be elected as Patriarchs.

Interruption is also a proper meaning, but it is not a conspiracy against the authority of the Patriarch.

"It's normal for you to have questions. Of course, the Clan Laotang will not interfere with the election of the Patriarch, but if your election itself is not in compliance with the rules, naturally you cannot continue!"

The elder of the great clan explained slowly.

"I don't know where is the problem?" The eyes of the four were full of doubts, and they clasped their fists and asked almost at the same time.

The elder of the clan is dedicated to cultivation, he doesn't care much about family affairs, and has no conflict of interest, but he is the most trustworthy in the elder clan's hall when he speaks by himself.

"Although Yusheng and Xiuxiu are gone, Wang Fugui is not dead. He joined the Quan family, so his identity is naturally a direct line of the Quan family. He didn't participate in the election last night, so what you did was naturally against the clan rules."

The old man didn't go around the bush, told them directly, and then closed his eyes.

"Is the clan Laotang teaming up to insult my Patriarch's lineage?" The middle-aged man with a mustache wanted to spit fire in his eyes, clasped his hands tightly, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Dare to ask the two elders of the same family, if you can't write two characters of Quan in one stroke, do you really think so?" The middle-aged man with tear mole was also dissatisfied, but it was not obvious. The other two bloodlines clasped their hands together and asked.

The two clan elders nodded expressionlessly. Although they both have the surname Quan, in order to seize the position of Patriarch, Quan Yusheng used many means to deal with people with the same surname from the other two lines. Well!

"It's really ridiculous for a married person to be the head of the Quan family. The clan elders are all confused!" The young man sneered, tearing off the last layer of hypocrisy, and his words were no longer polite.

"Wang Fugui is not a married woman. On Quan Xiuxiu's tombstone, it is written as Wang Quan's family. Although the old patriarch did not say it clearly, the meaning is very clear. Quan Xiuxiu is the wife of the Wang family. Why do you say that she is a married woman!"

The short-haired middle-aged man pointed out the loopholes in the old saying with a cold face.

The eyes of the other three suddenly brightened.

"Indeed, Quanfugui is not my son-in-law, so naturally he can't be counted as a direct descendant of our lineage!" The middle-aged man with a mustache seemed to have confidence, and said in agreement.

"Don't say that Wang Fugui is not, even if it is, the younger generation only hears that there is a rooster outside, and has not heard that the son-in-law is in charge of the family. The elders of the clan have really worked hard, let me open my eyes!" The middle-aged man with a mole said Shi also lost his good face, and sneered at the same time.

"The patriarchs killed Yu Sheng, the sovereign of the family yesterday, so why not kill all of my patriarch's lineage today? Why bother making people so happy!" the young man yelled at the same time.

The four of them knew in their hearts that the old clan had clearly supported Wang Fugui as the head of the family. If they were still submissive at this time, the head of the family would definitely belong to Wang Fugui. , might as well give it a go in the killing hall.

"enough!"

The big clan elder snorted coldly, making the scene quiet.

"Zu Laotang believes that Wang Fugui, like you, has the status of inheriting the position of the Patriarch, but he will not interfere in how the Patriarch is born. If you think Wang Fugui is not worthy of being the Patriarch, then kill him!"

The old man of the clan coldly glanced at the dead man's eyes one by one, his murderous intent made people shudder, and he seemed to kill with a sword when he disagreed with a word. "I don't agree..." The middle-aged man with a mustache lost his composure at this time, and still shouted, and was about to continue to refute, but the middle-aged man with a tear mole next to him covered his mouth.

"If the elders of the great clan say that, we will naturally be speechless, but the position of the head of the family cannot be hung in the air forever. If Wang Fugui really wants to fight, then just like the elders of the two clans, let's start a bloody fight to the death at this time. Without us, he is the head of the Quan family!"

The middle-aged man with a tear mole changed his temperament in an instant, staring into the eyes of the old man, asking for advice and bargaining resolutely, as if you disagreed with it.

The other three people's eyes lit up, and they all nodded in agreement.

Wang Fugui's inhuman appearance came to mind yesterday. The four of them were all at the middle or late stage of the sixth stage of the Taoist Realm. There was no suspense about the outcome of Wang Fugui who was seriously injured at the early stage of the Liuzhong Realm of the Peeping Dao Realm.

After the middle-aged man's voice fell, the entire clan hall fell silent, no matter whether the elders of the clan or other clan elders understood what he meant.

The Blood Successor Deathmatch is the method used by the new boss of the second clan.

The Quan family is a family of evil ways. In addition to normal elections, killing all competitors by one's own power is also allowed, but it must be under the witness of the clan.

Everyone in the clan hall knew that this should be the bottom line of the Patriarch's line!

After all, Wang Fugui's name is not justified, if it wasn't for the promise in advance, and the pure blood pill afterwards, they themselves would not be willing to let Wang Fugui join the sovereign family, let alone the family master's line.

"Can!"

A weak voice reverberated in the Killing Hall with an unshakable sense of strength. The speaker was naturally the king who came back from the cemetery, and Ye Qian was beside him with a heartless smile.

"Go and gather the clansmen of the Patriarch's lineage. In a quarter of an hour, in front of the Killing God Hall, we will fight to the death!"

King Quan Fugui walked past the four of them, picked up the Blood Slaughter Sword, and naturally sat in the Patriarch's seat.

"You, you are so daring!" The middle-aged man with a mustache was gasping for breath when he saw Wang Fugui's behavior.

"Let you sit for a quarter of an hour first!" The middle-aged man with a mole of tears filled his eyes with murderous intent. He looked around and closed his eyes to rest his mind. The clan elders who turned a blind eye said something meaningful, and left the killing body hall.

"Bah!" The young man spat in disdain and left.

"Hehe!" The short-haired middle-aged man squinted at Wang Fugui, then turned around and pulled the moustache away.

"When will Master Ye open the alchemy furnace?" The old man of the clan asked Ye Qian, opening his eyes without looking at Wang Fugui.

"Prepare the medicinal materials, and I'll go over here to see your master finish the matter!" Ye Qian understood that this was the elder of the big clan who finally confirmed that the king, rich and noble, was not fooling anyone.

"So we'll wait for the Patriarch's good news here!" The elder of the clan nodded, then turned to Wang Quanfugui and said.

"Alright!" Wang Quan Fugui stood up, and said to Ye Qian with a smile on his face, "The old clan wants to avoid suspicion, is Master Ye interested in going out to watch the bloody struggle of the Quan family?"

"Is there any suspense?" Ye Qian rolled his eyes. He is mentally strong, and he has long discovered that the weakness of Wang Quanfugui is completely fake, and he doesn't know what he took.

King Quan Fugui smiled and walked out of the Shashen Hall holding a sword.

Ye Qian said that there was no suspense, but he still walked out of the killing body hall.

According to Ye Qian's thinking, those four people should have no chance.

The royal power, wealth and wealth can kill the peers who are at the peak of the fifth level of the Dao Realm. Now it is only one or two small realms higher, so there is no suspense at all. This duel should be quite boring.

A quarter of an hour later, in front of the Shashen Hall, dozens of people from the Patriarch's family gathered in front of the Shashen Hall. Ye Qian looked at this group of people, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. They were basically old, weak, sick, disabled, women and children. No wonder the four young and strong people in front of him stood at the front became the candidate for the head of the house.

The corners of Wang Quanfugui's eyes were also twitching. If he killed the four people in front of him, even if he became the head of the family, he would still be alone.

"Let's forget about blood succession!" Wang Quanfugui himself felt that it was boring, as if he was bullying a group of vulnerable groups, "If you four can catch me, I will lose!"

"What did you say?" the middle-aged man with a mustache pointed at the royal power and wealth like a long sword in his hand and said angrily.

"Okay!" Wang Quanfugui's blood butcher sword inserted into the stone slab on the ground, and casually signaled the four of them to shut up.

"here we go!"

As soon as the words fell, the four people's eyes suddenly lost the trace of royal power and wealth.

"it's over!"

The voice rang in the ears again, and then a huge force came from the chest, blood spurted out, and the four fell out one after another.

Almost too much! Ordinary cultivators at the sixth level of Dao Realm may not be able to clearly see the actions of kingship and wealth.

Ye Qian admired, in his eyes, royal power and wealth directly turned into a bloody light and slapped each of the four chests, and then returned to the original place.

The gap between geniuses and mortals! But it's not the pride of heaven! Ye Qian made his own evaluation in his heart, king power and wealth should believe in the principle that speed cannot be broken, majoring in speed, there are few opponents in the same realm, but when encountering a genius like Ye Qian, defeat is also a trick.

Is the gap that big? The faces of the four were ashen, and their eyes were full of despair. Not to mention fighting for the head of the family, they were full of doubts about the way to find the way.

"The dead wife is from Wang Quan's family, so I will be rich and powerful!"

The royal power and wealth pulled out the sword of blood butchering, and ignored the four people. It is kindness to save their lives. At this moment, it should be established:

"From today onwards, the Quan family is the royal family!"