Inside the hall of the Duanmu family.

The sluggish light filled the entire room, and the dark leader Black Hawk could be seen standing there through the light that was not very bright.

In addition to the Black Hawk in the Anbu, the Wind Demon also stood there.

He bent down, with a grimace mask on his face, and a pair of green eyes exposed from under the mask were fierce and full of beast xing.

In front of them was a man who looked like a scholar. His face looked a little pale. Combined with his slender figure and a black robe, it can be described by the four words "Yushu Linfeng".

He is the leader of the Duanmu family, Duanmu Heiming.

On one side was the vicious and charming woman Hua Sanniang.

"The Lord of the Clan, the death knives have already started... The four guardian elders and everyone in the clan will come tomorrow."

The leader of the Anbu, Black Eagle, suddenly said slowly in that low and hoarse voice.

Duanmu Heiming smiled slightly and nodded gently: "Okay."

Then he raised his eyes and looked at a stone statue of Rakshasa in front of him, and said slightly: "The annual Rakshasa event is the largest event in our Duanmu family."

"I hope that this time we can select outstanding talents from the Duanmu family. In this way, it will be much easier for us to deal with the other three major families." Duanmu Heiming said with his eyes in front of him.

The Rakshasa event?

Perhaps not many people have heard of the Rakshasa event, but among the Duanmu family, this Rakshasa event is even more supreme and glorious than the Duanmu family's family conference.

The dark Duanmu family itself is a family that advocates darkness and force. What about the Rakshasa event? It is a project for the rising stars of the Duanmu family to conduct a death competition.

In the dark Duanmu family, death is not scary, what is scary is failure and shame.

From the moment they were born, the children of the Duanmu family were destined to die in darkness and blood. They began to receive special training from the family very early, and then once every ten years, they could sign up for the Rakshasa event and compete.

Once those who survive the competition at the Rakshasa event will be officially honored by the Duanmu family and declare that he has become a true member of the Duanmu family. On the contrary, those who die or fail at the Rakshasa event will be a shame to the Duanmu family. These people will be killed and closed because according to the Duanmu family style, they will not be considered members of the Duanmu family...

The Rakshasa event is precisely an important event once a year, because the meaning of the Rakshasa event is death.

Once the death bell rings, it means that the Rakshasa grand event is about to begin.

No wonder when Li Tian came back, he saw the members of the Duanmu family showing strange faces, and their expressions were all filled with fear and despair.

"A ten-year event, I don't know how many talents will emerge in our family this time..." Duanmu Heiming said in front of him, with a strange smile on his lips.

"Master, the four elders heard that except for the great elder Luo Hefutu, this year, the other three elders will send people to participate in the war." The black eagle yin in front of him said whizzingly.

"Oh? Is that right?" Duanmu Heiming was quite surprised.

It turns out that the Rakshasa event itself is a family conference of the Duanmu family itself.

However, except for the second elder, the other three are not from the Duanmu family. Some of them defected to the Duanmu family, while others were invited by the Duanmu family...

For example, the fourth elder blood monk was chased by both black and white outsiders because of the heavy killing. He had no choice but to enter the Duanmu family.

The gods like the Buddha Tu of Luohe were great god-level figures invited by Duanmu Jingzang, the leader of the Duanmu family, of the previous generation.

This Rakshasa event itself is the place where the Duanmu family selects talents, but I didn’t expect that they would also participate in this session?

Hearing Black Hawk say this, Duanmu Heiming gently touched the Skeleton Supreme Ring on his right hand with his left hand.

He said slowly, "Since they want to participate, then let them."

"Anyway, this time, I only have those who survive and those who can help me kill people." Duanmu Heiming suddenly laughed.

"Once the Rakshasa event is over, I will focus on dealing with the Ouyang family."

The Black Eagle said, "Master, according to the news we received outside, the Ouyang family has also begun to prepare. I heard that the three elders of the Ouyang family have returned from Laoshan, and the most important thing is that the old man who has entered the demigod realm of Ouyang family has also heard that he is going to be born."

When Black Hawk finished these words in a hoarse voice, Duanmu Heiming's face suddenly turned pale and ugly like paper.

His eyes were filled with strong murderous intent, and the terrifying aura that filled his body slowly gathered into a powerful airflow that surged quickly around him.

"Even he was born?" Duanmu Heiming said coldly.

"It seems that I must learn Rashomon: Nine Styles..." He suddenly murmured in his mouth.

Rashomon: Nine Styles are the highest martial arts of the Duanmu family.

Facing the old man of the Ouyang family who has entered the realm of demigods, perhaps only Narashomon: Nine Styles can subdue him.

But at the moment, Rashomon: Nine-style Duanmu Hei Ming doesn’t know how to use it at all, but only one who knows how to use it and is an outsider, Li Tian.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Heiming clenched his fists tightly, revealing a terrifying aura all over his body.

"I must learn Rashomon: Nine Styles, desperate." A terrible and vicious thought slowly emerged in his heart.

"Master, although the Ouyang family has made sufficient preparations and has invited all the old people out of the mountain, I don't think we need to take it much, after all, they don't know where we are." Black Hawk said in a hoarse voice.

Duanmu Hei Mingyin in front of him nodded with an owl.

"You are right. There is no need to show off with them now. Once I learn the Nine Rashomon Styles, I will deal with them one by one." Duanmu Heiming said coldly.

"This time we start the Rakshasa Conference first, and we must select jing English talents from the Rakshasa Conference." Duanmu Hei Ming said.

"yes!"

The black hawk said in a hoarse voice: Yes, and soon exited the hall.

At this moment, there were only Duanmu Heiming, Hua Sanniang, and Feng Mo standing there.
Chapter completed!