Sovereign of the Era

Boom!

When the eight golden lights bloom, a virtual shadow gradually appears behind him.

The shadow was as long as ten Zhang long, winding up, with only one eye as bright as a light.

"Martial spirit!"

"Isn't it said that Lin Yun is a waste of the spirit of martial arts, and can't sacrifice it?"

"My God, what kind of martial spirit is it? It's ten Zhang high as soon as it's sacrificed!"

"It hasn't been formed yet. It should not be long before the spirit of Wu was born. The eight twinkles of yellow mansions are born, and they are yellow eight grades?"

Whether it is more dazzling than Wang Yan's yellow light, or the length of the shadow of the ghost of the martial arts, it's amazing.

The shadow gradually became clear when the magic tiger was about to come.

The human face dragon body, the forehead front two winding dragon horns, dragon whiskers snow white thick, body like a dragon, scales and claws. Red as blood, filled with the ancient atmosphere, strange and evil charm.

"What kind of martial spirit is this?"

Xin Yan's eyes showed a look of shock. She saw that the martial spirit was not small, but it was beyond her cognition.

One side Luo Feng's eyes are also full of shock, pondering: "is the candle dragon! In the middle of the year, it is called the night of the sun. They don't drink, eat or rest. They have scales and claws. They are as red as blood. "

"Now I understand why this little guy has not been willing to sacrifice the spirit of martial arts. This is clearly an ancient fierce soul. The potential is limitless. Once you grow up, how wonderful it will be. If the strength is not enough, it will be harmful and unhelpful to expose it in advance. "

Bang!

When the candle dragon is completely clear, his eyes are swept. Under the gaze of both eyes, the magic tiger shivers and moves for a moment.

The fierce spirit, which exudes the ancient flavor, rushed to the place and directly bumped the trembling magic tiger into the sky.

Two claws fierce a tear, yellow level nine grade martial spirit magic tiger, was torn in two on the spot.

It turned into two disordered lights and escaped into Wang Yan's body. His mouth was covered with a trace of blood, and his face turned white. Obviously, he was hurt badly.

But after all, he was a terrible cultivation of six levels in the Xuanwu realm. He took a breath and killed Lin Yun again with his sword.

"Stop it!"

Come to xinjue, like a thunderbolt sword, fell in front of Lin Yun who couldn't rise.

When he raised his hand, he waved it out.

Wang Yan vomited out a mouthful of blood, and was shocked to fly into the fighting field on the spot. After landing, his face was extremely ugly.

"Wang Yan, if you dare to step forward, don't blame me for being rude!"

Xin Jue's face was cold and stern, and he glared at Wang Yan fiercely. The warning meaning in his words was very strong.

Wang Yan looked at Lin Yun, who was struggling to get up. He was so angry that he knew that he had no chance to kill Lin Yun again.

At the same time, he looked at the dragon spirit which was slowly shield back into his body, and his look was full of shock. What kind of waste military soul is this

Presided over the overall situation of Bai Ting, the body is shaking several times, scared a little bit flustered.

The biggest reliance has always been on the determination that Lin Yun is the ghost of Wu.

As long as it is an abandoned warrior soul, there is no value there. Even if he kills it regardless of his identity, no one dares to say anything.

But now, it's not easy.

"Are you?"

Lin Yun looked at the young man in front of him. He was puzzled and asked.

If not for the young man's hand, even if the candle dragon's spirit had shaken back the magic tiger, he would not have been able to block Wang Yan's sword.

At present, his internal organs are all broken, and his whole body is ready to shake and disperse. He has no power to fight.

The cultivation of Wang Yan was really terrible.

He is six small realms, the gap is too big, there is no resistance. If he had not been astonishing in his body and had the intention of a sword, he might have been killed by a sword just now.

It's like, he can easily cold, this Wang Yan can also easily kill.

Xinjue turned around and said with a smile, "I am brother Xinyan, xinjue."

Lin Yun suddenly, no wonder two people have so many similarities, it turns out that they are blood brothers and sisters.

Dawdle!

Xinyan and Luofeng, quickly step on the arena, a few flash to come to Lin Yun side.

"Little guy, I was worried about death before. I didn't expect that it would not be a worry when I came out."

Xin Yan said with a smile that the joy in her eyebrows was hard to hide.

"What are you doing? Get down here!"

Without waiting for the two people to exchange greetings, Bai Ting, with a large number of deacons, stormed to him in a loud voice: "Lin Yun, a swordsman, bullied others, wounded many of his classmates, and even killed Wang Ning in public. I've broken our rules. I'm depriving Lin Yun of the identity of a new man of the sword clan. Take it for me! "

"Who dares to do it?"

Luo Feng had a big drink and looked at the deacons with a cold face.

The deacons looked at each other and did not dare to come forward.

Luo Feng and Bai Ting are both elders of neizong, much higher than their deacons. However, at present, Bai Ting is in charge of the overall situation, and the deacons present have to obey his orders.But they didn't have the courage to offend Luo Feng.

"Luo Feng, do you dare to interfere in my affairs?"

Bai Ting's face was overcast and cold. He was going to take a road to the dark. Now he had to catch Lin Yun and kill Wang Ning.

If you lock him up first, you can never give him a chance to get ahead.

"It's up to you to fight for the nine stars. I can't interfere. But Lin Yun has broken through the dark forest. He is a disciple of the sword Pavilion. He can't take your turn to abolish his identity! "

If before, Luo Feng did not dare to offend Bai Ting because of Lin Yun.

But now Lin Yun shows his fierce soul in public and has a complete sword sense. Such evil spirits are worth protecting even if they kill the royal family!

In many cases, right and wrong are not so important. The clan is a place of interest.

A demon with such potential, Luo Feng has great confidence and dare to protect Lin Yun.

Bai Ting said with a cold smile: "I know what you are thinking, but this guy killed in public in the nine star competition, and even didn't hesitate to contradict me. Such a rebellious person has never been found in my Lingxiao sword Pavilion for more than a thousand years. "

"Today, I must abolish this person's status as a disciple of the sword Pavilion, otherwise, what will I become? Is it possible for anyone to kill in the sword Pavilion in the future? What are the rules of the clan? "

Luo Feng didn't want to let him go. He said in a cold voice, "Wang Ning is in the dark forest, and he almost killed Lin Yun. Why don't you care? With me here, no one will want to abolish his identity today. "

White Ting saw the situation, Yin measure of the smile, pointing to Luo Feng way: "good! Good! Good! I'll see if you can laugh later. I've sent someone to the sword holding hall. I see a new man who killed the royal family. Who dares to protect him? "

Sword holding hall!

Xin Yan's face changed slightly, and there was a little tension on her pretty face.

Zhijian hall is famous for its ruthlessness and ruthlessness. It is committed to upholding Zong's rules and is merciless. Over the years, as long as anyone dares to violate the rules, no one has a good end.

After all, Lin Yun still killed people, which is not allowed in the clan.

Otherwise, in the future, if we don't follow the rules, then the nine star competition will be completely chaotic.

With this in mind, I can't help but feel flustered. However, his brother xinjue was calm and calm.

Luo Feng comforted with a smile: "no hurry, I'll see the play later."

Before long, a young deacon came running over. But he was alone, and there was no elder with sword.

Wang Yan frowned and said, "what about the sword holding elder? My brother is dead. It's such a big thing that no sword elder has come. "

The Deacon looked a little ugly, looked at Bai ting and said, "the sword holding Hall says that the nine stars fight for hegemony. Since elder Bai Ting is in charge of it, they don't have to show up. Everything here is handled by elder Bai ting."

When Bai Ting hears the speech, he suddenly shows a smile. The sword holding elder is in the future.

But this meaning arrived, everything is left to him to deal with.

Luo Feng slightly frowned, slightly puzzled, but in doubt, when he was young, he stammered: "holding sword hall also said..."

"What else?"

"It is also said that the king's lineage died in the nine star struggle. As the principal, the elder Bai Ting is duty bound to bear the main responsibility. Lin Yun's crime is unforgivable, but he is still young and can understand. It is up to elder Bai ting to deal with it at his discretion. "

Poop!

As soon as his voice fell, Wang Yan spat out a mouthful of blood. He was young and full of vigor, and he could understand What is it called.

Zhijian hall is so partial to Lin Yun.

Bai Ting's smile on his face has not dissipated, so he becomes a fool. Wang Ning is Lin yunsha's, but the sword holding hall holds him responsible.

It's no wonder these people refused to show up. They made it clear that they wanted him to be attacked by the pot.

At the foot of the mountain, other senior disciples are laughing.

However, if you think about it, although the Wangs are four big clans, they have a deep foundation and great strength in the Empire.

But Lingxiao sword Pavilion, after all, is superior to the imperial clan, not afraid of the royal family.

If Lin Yun is really a waste of martial spirit, it may not be impossible to leave it to the Wang family.

But the potential of Lin Yun's performance, whether it's the spirit of martial arts, the root of his bones, or his perception of kendo, is full of possibilities to grow into a demon!

This kind of outstanding person can't keep, how to recruit people in the future.

No matter how depressed, Wang Ning's death of the black pot, his white Ting all back set!

"How to deal with it, elder Bai Ting is just saying something. What are you doing Luo Feng elder, a light smile, softly asked.

Bai Ting's face was as ugly as pig's liver. He gnashed his teeth and said, "Bai Ting is ashamed of his trust in zongmen. He let the royal family die of the nine star struggle. Bai is willing to take full responsibility."

His voice trembled and trembled, and his heart had already cursed the sky.

Wang Ning's death has something to do with him Can hold sword hall, insist that he supervises not strong.

He couldn't refute that he could only swallow the bitter water himself.

If you don't understand the current situation and offend the whole sword holding hall, there will be no place for him in the sword Pavilion."But Lin Yun made a big mistake in public. If he didn't punish him, he would be hard to convince the public..."

Luo Feng and Xin Yan, look a little nervous, if this old man does not know the current situation. It is really difficult to drive Lin Yun out of the clan.

Bai Ting looked at Lin Yun angrily and said in a deep voice: "punish Lin Yun into the peak of grass and trees, do chores in March, and Li Wuyou, as an accessory, will enter together."

This speech a, Luo Feng and Xin Yan are relieved, white Ting is not dare to disobey the sword hall after all.

If you kill one person, you don't lose your identity. You don't go to jail. Only in March, it's totally itchy.

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