Chapter 211 Ancient Fierce Soul

boom!

When the eight rays of golden light bloomed, a phantom figure gradually appeared behind him.

The phantom was ten feet long, winding up, only a pair of red eyes were as bright as lights.

“Wuhun!”

“Isn’t it said that Lin Yun is a waste of martial soul and cannot sacrifice a martial soul?”

“My God, what a martial spirit is this, it was ten feet high as soon as it was sacrificed!”

“It hasn’t been condensed, it shouldn’t be long before this martial soul was born, with eight flashes of yellow light, and it was born as an eighth grade of yellow grade?”

Whether it is the yellow light that is more dazzling than Wang Yan, or the length of this Wuhun phantom, it makes people a little breathtaking.

That phantom image gradually became clear as the Demonweave Tiger was about to pounce.

The human face is a dragon body, with two winding dragon horns on the front of the forehead. The dragon’s whiskers are snow-white and dense. Scarlet as blood, filled with ancient aura, weird and evil.

“What kind of spirit is this?”

Xin Yan showed a look of shock in her eyes, and she could see that this martial soul was not small, but it was a little beyond her cognition.

Luo Feng’s eyes were also full of shock, and he muttered: “It is the candle dragon! In the ancient times, the god of Zhongshan, called the candle dragon, regarded day as day, night as night, winter as winter, and summer. No drink, no food, no Breath, human face and dragon body, with scales and claws, red as blood.”

“Now I understand a little bit why this little guy has been refusing to sacrifice a martial soul. This is clearly an ancient fierce soul. The potential is limitless. Once it grows up, how much it will be. The strength is not enough, exposed in advance, harmful and unhelpful!”

Bang!

When the candle dragon was completely clear, his gaze swept away, and under his gaze, the magic pattern tiger shivered, and the action paused.

The fierce soul exuding the ancient aura rushed madly and knocked the trembling Demon Tiger into flight.

The claws were torn fiercely, and the ninth-rank yellow martial arts demon tiger tiger was torn in half on the spot.

Turned into two messy rays of light, they escaped into Wang Yan’s body, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his face turned pale, and he was obviously injured.

But after all, he was a terrifying cultivation base of the Sixth Layer of the Xuanwu Realm. He took a sigh of relief, holding the sword and slayed towards Lin Yun again.

“stop!”

The Xin Jue who rushed here, like a thundering sword, fell in front of Lin Yun who fell to the ground.

When he raised his hand, he waved it out with a palm.

Wang Yan spit out a mouthful of blood, and was shocked into the battlefield on the spot. After landing, his face was extremely ugly.

“Wang Yan, you dare to step forward again, don’t blame me for being polite!”

Xin Jue’s face was stern, and he gave Wang Yan a fierce look. The warning in his words was very strong.

Looking at Lin Yun who was struggling to get up, Wang Yan was furious, knowing that there was no chance to kill Lin Yun again.

At the same time, looking at the Candle Dragon Martial Spirit who slowly shielded back into his body, his expression was even more shocking. What kind of waste Martial Spirit is this…

Bai Ting, who was in charge of the overall situation, shook his body several times, making him a little panicked.

The biggest reliance has always been to identify Lin Yun as an abandoned martial arts soul.

As long as it is a waste of martial arts spirit, there is no value there, even if he kills him regardless of his identity, no one dares to say anything.

But right now, it’s a little difficult to handle.

“You are?”

Lin Yun looked at the young man in front of him, with doubts on his face, and asked.

If it weren’t for this young man to take action, even if the Zhulong Wuhun shook back the Demonweave Tiger, he would not be able to stop Wang Yan’s sword.

Right now, his internal organs are all shattered, and his true essence is shaken away, and he has no power to fight.

That Wang Yan’s cultivation level was really terrifying.

He was six small realms above him, the gap was too big, and there was no resistance at all. If it weren’t for his amazing body and sword intent, he might have been shocked to death with a single sword just now.

Just as he can easily cold-moon, this Wang Yan can also easily beheaded.

Xin Jue turned around and smiled, “I am Big Brother Xin Yan, Xin Jue.”

Lin Yun suddenly felt that there were so many similarities between the two. They turned out to be brothers and sisters of blood.

Cengceng!

Xin Yan and Luo Feng quickly stepped onto the martial arts arena, and a few flashes came to Lin Yun’s side.

“Little guy, I was worried to death before, but I didn’t expect that after coming out, it wouldn’t make people worry.”

Xin Yan said with a smile, the joy in her eyebrows was hard to conceal.

“What are you guys doing, let me down!”

Without waiting for the two of them to greet each other, Bai Ting sullenly brought many deacons to rush forward, and said loudly: “Lin Yun is a sword slave who bullied others and wounded many of his fellows, and even killed Wang Ning in public. It’s bad my door rules, Ben. The elders are now depriving Lin Yun of Jianzong’s rookie status and take it for me!”

“Who dares to do it?”

Luo Feng yelled and looked at the deacons with a cold face.

The deacons looked at each other and dared not step forward.

Luo Feng and Bai Ting are both Nei Zong elders, much higher than their deacons. It’s just that Bai Ting is presiding over the overall situation right now, and all the deacons present have to obey his orders.

But if they wanted them to offend Luo Feng, they didn’t have the courage.

“Luo Feng, do you dare to intervene in my business?”

Bai Ting’s face was gloomy, he was planning to go all the way to the dark, and now he had to catch Lin Yun and kill Wang Ning to make a fuss.

Lock him up before talking, and never give him a chance to get ahead.

“You are in charge of this nine-star hegemony, I can’t intervene. But Lin Yun, who has passed through the dark forest, is a disciple of the sword pavilion, and it is not your turn to abolish his status!”

If we say that before, Luo Feng didn’t dare to offend this Bai Ting because of Lin Yun.

But now Lin Yun showed the ancient fierce soul in public, and he was full of sword intent. Such enchanting evildoers, even if they kill the royal family, are worth protecting!

In many cases, right and wrong are not so important, the sect is a place where interests are emphasized.

With such a potential enchanting evildoer, Luo Feng had great confidence and dared to save Lin Yun.

Bai Ting chuckled coldly: “I know what you are thinking, but this guy killed people in public in the Nine Stars Contest, and even hesitated to confront me. Such a rebellious and unruly person has been in my high sword pavilion for more than a thousand years. It has never been.”

“Today, I must abolish this person’s status as a disciple of the sword pavilion, otherwise, what kind of style? Is it possible for anyone to kill in the sword pavilion in the future? What are the rules of the sect!”

Luo Feng didn’t want to let him go, and said coldly: “Wang Ning almost killed Lin Yun in the gloomy forest. Why don’t you care? With me, no one wants to abandon his status today.”

Upon seeing this, Bai Ting laughed overcastly, and pointed to Luo Feng and said, “Okay! Okay! Okay! I see if you can laugh out loud later, I have sent someone to the training hall. I am. Looking at a newcomer who killed the royal family, who would dare to protect him!”

Hold the sword hall!

Xin Yan’s face changed slightly, and there was a hint of tension on her pretty face.

The Commanding Sword Hall is known for being cruel and ruthless, committed to upholding the rules of the clan, and acted mercilessly. Over the years, as long as anyone dared to violate the clan rules, without exception, no one had a good end.

In the end, Lin Yun killed someone, which is absolutely not allowed in the sect.

Otherwise, in the future, if everyone doesn’t follow the rules, wouldn’t the nine-star hegemony be completely chaotic.

Thinking of this, I can’t help feeling flustered. On the contrary, his elder brother Xinjue, his expression calm, quite calm.

Luo Feng smiled comfortingly: “Don’t worry, it’s better to watch the show later.”

Not long after, a young deacon ran over angrily. But he was alone, and there was no elder holding the sword to follow.

Wang Yan frowned and said, “Where’s the elder holding the sword? My brother is dead, so why hasn’t a single elder holding the sword come.”

The deacon’s expression was a bit ugly, and he looked at Bai Ting and said, “The sword hall said that the nine-star hegemony is presided over by Elder Bai Ting, so they don’t need to come forward. Everything here will be handled by Elder Bai Ting.”

Upon hearing this, Bai Ting suddenly smiled, holding the sword in the future.

But the meaning came, and everything was left to him.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, slightly puzzled, and while he was puzzled, he hesitated when he was young: “Zhijiantang also said…”

“What else?”

“It is also said that the royal family member died in the nine-star hegemony. As the principal, Elder Bai Ting has the unshirkable responsibility and the main responsibility. Lin Yun is unforgivable, but he is young and vigorous and can understand it. Elder Bai Ting will deal with it at his discretion.”

Puff!

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Yan spit out a mouthful of blood, young and vigorous, and still able to understand…what did this mean?

In the sword hall, he was so partial to Lin Yun.

Before the smile on Bai Ting’s face disappeared, he was dumbfounded on the spot, Wang Ning was killed by Lin Yun, but he was in charge of the sword hall.

No wonder this group of people refused to come forward and made it clear that he was allowed to be caught in this pot.

At the foot of the mountain, other senior disciples kept laughing secretly.

But think about it, although the Wang family is the four major clans, it has a profound background and huge strength in the empire.

But Lingxiao sword pavilion, after all, is a sect that is detached from the empire, not afraid of the king’s family.

If Lin Yun is really a waste of martial arts soul, it may not be impossible to hand it over to the Wang Family.

But the potential that Lin Yun showed, whether it was martial arts, roots, or kendo insights, all covered everything, and it was completely possible to grow into a monster!

This kind of leader can’t keep it, and how to recruit people in the future.

No matter how depressed, Wang Ning’s death is a black pot, Bai Ting is convinced!

“How to deal with it, Elder Bai Ting said something, stupidly doing it.” Elder Luo Feng smiled faintly and asked softly.

Bai Ting’s face was as ugly as pig liver, and he gritted his teeth and said: “Bai Ting is ashamed to trust the sect, and let the Wang family die in the nine-star hegemony. Bai is willing to take full responsibility.”

His voice was trembling and trembling, and his heart had already been cursed.

Wang Ning’s death has a half-wool relationship with him… but he can be in control of the sword hall and insist that he is ineffective in supervising.

He couldn’t refute, this bitterness could only be swallowed by himself.

If he doesn’t know the current affairs and offends the entire holding sword hall, there will be no place for him in the sword pavilion in the future.

“But Lin Yun made a big mistake in public, and it would be difficult to convince the public unless punished…”

Luo Feng and Xin Yan both looked a little nervous, if this old guy didn’t know the current affairs. It was really difficult to even bite the bullet and drive Lin Yun out of the sect.

Bai Ting glanced at Lin Yun angrily, and said in a deep voice, “Punishing Lin Yun to enter the grass and trees peaks and do miscellaneous March, Li Wuyou, as an accomplice, enters together.”

As soon as these words came out, Luo Feng and Xin Yan breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Bai Ting did not dare to rebelliously hold the sword hall.

Killing one person does not negate your identity or imprisonment. It only tickles the three months.