Chapter 440
But under this boundless pressure, he still stood tall and straight, like a sword, fixed on the ground, motionless.
A swordsman should have a sharp edge and an arrogance.
When there is a mortal heart, it is better to break the jade than to complete it!
There are strange flowers in the world, at the edge of the sky, at the corner of the sea, in one thought, breaking the soil, budding, luxuriant, angry, full, and withering. This flower is lonely because of its beauty.
Suddenly Fanghua!
The purple iris flower resembling ice crystals at the pubic area, when Bai Ting was about to kill, was like a towering mountain, it was extremely difficult, spinning around in a circle.
At the foot of Lin Yun, a purple iris flower suddenly formed, blooming with gorgeous light.
The young man’s hair was flaunting, his clothes danced wildly, and he opened his hands with a palm printed in the past.
boom!
The power of horror burst out from his palm, and the huge Xiaoyun Square burst immediately and the dust was flying. Countless big trees supporting the sky, stone carvings on the towers, were crushed into powder, and disappeared.
The corners of Bai Ting’s mouth twitched several times, and the expression in his eyes was extremely shocked.
The cursing in my heart continued, this little sword slave, could it be that he wanted to die with me?
Immediately, he retreated wildly, and didn’t dare to respond at all.
The so-called celebrity flicks the old, the famous general Yi Baitou. But even if life is short, it must be gorgeous and colorful, like me, like flowers, like meteors, like fireworks, bright to eternity.
A thought is blooming, no matter what the red dust is bound to, it disturbs one after another. I just want this flower to bloom for a moment, and it will live up to the world and live up to the blood of the young man’s heart.
Lin Yun’s eyes were full of sharp edges, and the brows were arrogant. He didn’t give the opponent a chance to step back, and he patted out without turning back.
Boom boom boom!
Just listened to the continuous and explosive sound, endlessly, Bai Ting desperately condensed the body protector’s essence, repeatedly shattered, and this palm finally fell on him.
“Do not……”
Puff!
Bai Ting vomited blood, as if a sandbag was blasted out, and while flying upside down, he smashed many rocks and floors that rose into the air all the way.
After landing, I kept coughing, only felt that there were cracks in my internal organs.
The elders in the rear looked shocked, and the eyes of Lin Yun looked at them with a touch of deep shock.
In a flash of beauty, once it is displayed, the true essence will almost be exhausted.
If you don’t use it, you can do it. Once you use it, there is no way out.
But Lin Yun still didn’t have any hesitation. Shi could be killed but not insulted, the sword could be broken, and the breath in his chest could not be killed.
If you want to humiliate him Lin Yun, you have to pay the price, the elders, the elders are no exception!
Bai Ting struggled to stand up, all over his body, painful when he moved, almost severely injured. He looked at the front, the young man with thin clothes and exhausted true essence, took a breath, and felt inexplicably cold in his heart.
“kill him!”
Right now, Lin Yun clearly had no threats, but Bai Ting was shocked.
He just didn’t dare to step forward, and then act on Lin Yun.
I could only order a group of subordinates to take action for him, but the elders looked at each other with embarrassment.
“He killed nine people in a row, insulted in public, and severely injured the elders of the Zongmen. No one could keep him. If he didn’t do anything one by one, could it be that his party failed!”
Seeing no one did it, Bai Ting immediately furious, and shouted coldly.
“Who dares to do it!”
When the elders were under the threat of Bai Ting, Luo Feng led another group of elders and walked over aggressively.
Behind Bai Ting, many hesitant elders were relieved when they saw Luo Feng.
From their instincts, they are not willing to mix Lin Yun’s affairs at all.
“See Elder Luo Feng.”
Several people hurriedly stepped forward and bowed their hands in salute.
In the elders hall, apart from the lord, Bai Ting and Luo Feng have the highest status. They have equal status and have the same power.
“Old ghost Luo, this man killed nine sect disciples and injured the old man in public. Do you still want to protect him?”
Bai Ting’s face was pale, he wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, staring at Luo Feng, gritted his teeth and said.
“Tsk tusk, Bai Ting, as an elder in the Purple Mansion realm, you will be seriously injured by a disciple. I don’t believe…If this is the case, it can only mean that your strength has fallen too much and you are no longer qualified to serve as an elder.”
Luo Feng touched his beard and laughed coldly.
“you!”
Bai Ting was suddenly very angry when he heard this, and he trembled in anger, and he was a little speechless.
After a while, he slammed down his sleeves severely, and said coldly: “Okay, let’s not mention this. Then he killed nine people in a row and beheaded Wang Yan in public. What do you want to say?”
“The murder is true, but you have figured out the reason? It is not your turn to decide this matter. If Lin Yun killed him by mistake out of self-defense, why should he be condemned to death? You are indiscriminate. Why do you want to kill Lin Yun in public?”
Luo Feng coldly said, “Is it possible that you are also involved in this matter, want to kill Lin Yun and clear your own suspicion?”
Seeing the other party’s clever tongues and fighting each other, he turned himself into a suspect.
Bai Ting angrily wanted to vomit blood, he could understand it, this Luo Feng was here to protect Lin Yun.
“Haha, Old Ghost Luo, it’s useless to say a thousand words and ten thousand words. This person, you can’t keep it, take it away. What’s the reason? I’ll be tortured severely and I will know it by just asking!”
Bai Ting said coldly with a straight face.
“Who dares!”
Luo Feng strode forward and stopped in a cold voice.
The two couldn’t help but argue each other, but Lin Yun was relieved.
The location of the Lone Star Alliance.
On a mountain peak, the eldest prince Qin Yu, who was looking at Xiaoyun Square in the distance, shook his head and said, “Lin Yun, I’m afraid I won’t die…”
Beside him, there are several disciples of the outer sect, without exception, they are the core disciples of Xuanwu Tenth Layer.
All of them are ranked in the second rank of the Great Qin Empire. These people are among the younger generations of the Great Qin Empire, and they are all the existence second only to the Eight Young Masters. All have the ability to sprint to the top eight in the Longmen Competition at the end of the year.
If Lin Yun was here, he would not even feel strange to one of them.
It was Xuan Tianzong Han Gang, Qiongtai princess banquet, he broke with Xin, and he was defeated.
These people are either from Xuantian Sect, Hunyuan Sect, or Qin Tian Academy, or Moyue Villa.
The identity is endless, but in Qin Yu’s eyes, these people have only one identity, a member of the Qingxuan Society.
The Qingxuanhui, the secret organization used by the royal family to win over and divide talented disciples from various sects, has grown into a very large one in Qin Ming’s hands.
Without exception, the four major sects have been secretly infiltrated, and they are highly profitable.
Today, they originally came with Qin Yu to congratulate Bai Lixuan who broke through the Eucharist, but they didn’t expect to see such a big show.
The expression in his eyes flashed a touch of astonishment.
The larger the sect, the stricter the rules.
Each sect encourages competition, and most sects cannot help fighting, but killing is strictly prohibited. Whether killing people in Moyue Villa or Xuan Tianzong, killing is a capital crime.
But right now, Lin Yun killed nine people in a row, and even the direct descendants of the Wang clan were killed in front of the elders.
Especially the sentence, “No regrets for murder, is even more deafening.”
Behind this group of people, there is another person, dressed in a white shirt, with long hair split, swaying in the wind, free and unrestrained. The slender figure, with his hands behind him, was misty and dusty.
Fengshen’s handsome face is matched with the sharp edge between his eyebrows, his temperament is like a sword, and his temperament is like jade.
He only has the eighth level of Xuanwu cultivation, but standing beside a group of core disciples of Xuanwu tenth level, no one can conceal his demeanor.