boom!

When all eight yellow lights like golden light bloomed, a phantom gradually appeared behind him.

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

"Martial soul!"

"Didn't it mean that Lin Yun is a useless martial soul and cannot sacrifice it?"

"My God, this martial soul is ten feet high as soon as it was sacrificed!"

"It has not yet condensed and formed, and this martial soul should have been born not long ago. Huang Ming Ba Shi Shi, and he is a yellow-level eighth grade in his first life?"

Whether it is the yellow light that is much more dazzling than Wang Yan or the length of the phantom of this martial soul, it is a bit amazing.

The phantom gradually became clear as the magic pattern tiger was about to pounce on it.

The human face and dragon body are two winding dragon horns on the forehead. The dragon whiskers are snow-white and dense, the body is like a dragon, with scales and claws. It is red like blood, and the whole body is filled with an ancient aura, strange and evil.

"What kind of martial soul?"

Xinyan's eyes showed a look of shock. She saw that this martial soul was quite big, but it was a little beyond her perception.

Luo Feng's eyes were also shocked, and he pondered: "It's Zhulong! In the ancient times, the god of Zhongshan, named Zhulong, regarded it as day, night, blowing it as winter, and calling it as summer. He did not drink or eat,

The human face and dragon body have scales and claws, and are as red as blood."

"I now understand why this little guy has been reluctant to sacrifice his martial soul. This is clearly an ancient evil soul. It has unlimited potential. Once it grows up, how great it is. If you don't have enough strength, it will be exposed in advance, which is harmful and useless!"

Bang!

When the Zhulong was completely clear, his eyes swept, and as he looked at his eyes, the magic pattern tiger shivered and moved.

The fierce soul exuding an ancient aura rushed over and knocked the trembling demon-patterned tiger away.

The two claws were torn violently, and the yellow-level ninth-grade martial soul demon-patterned tiger was torn into two halves on the spot.

It turned into two messy rays of light and fled into Wang Yan's body. A trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, his face turned pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.

But after all, he had a terrible cultivation level of the sixth level of Xuanwu Realm. He held his breath and killed Lin Yun again with his sword.

"stop!"

Xin Jue, who arrived, fell in front of Lin Yun who could not rise up as a thunderous sword.

With a raised hand, he waved his palm out.

Wang Yan spit out a mouthful of blood and was shaken away from the martial arts arena on the spot. After landing, his face looked extremely ugly.

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

Xin Jue's face was cold and glared at Wang Yan fiercely, with a very strong warning in his words.

Wang Yan looked at Lin Yun who was struggling to get up, and was furious, knowing that he had no chance to kill Lin Yun again.

At the same time, he looked at the Zhulong martial soul slowly returning to his body, and his expression was even more shocking. What kind of waste martial soul is this...

Bai Ting, who was in charge of the overall situation, shook his body several times, and was so scared that he was a little panicked.

The biggest reliance of all time is to recognize Lin Yun's abandoned martial soul.

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

But now, it is a little difficult to deal with.

"Who are you?"

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

If this young man hadn't taken action, even if Zhulong's martial soul shook off the demon-patterned tiger, he would have been unable to stop Wang Yan's sword.

At present, his internal organs were shattered, and his true energy was shattered and he no longer had the power to fight.

Wang Yan's cultivation level was really terrible.

He was six small realms higher than him, and the gap was too big and he had no resistance at all. If he hadn't had the amazing body and the sword intent, he might have killed him with one sword just now.

Just like, he could easily kill Lu Mo, Wang Yan could also easily kill him.

Xinjue turned around and smiled, "I am Brother Xinyan, Xinjue."

Lin Yun suddenly realized that no wonder the two had some similarities, and they turned out to be blood brothers and sisters.

Rush!

Xinyan and Luo Feng quickly entered the martial arts arena, and they dodged a few times and came to Lin Yun.

"Little guy, I was worried about it before, but I didn't expect that after I came out, it wouldn't be worry-free."

Xinyan said with a smile, but the joy in her eyebrows was hard to hide.

"What are you doing? Let's go on for me!"

Before the two of them greeted each other, Bai Ting had a gloomy face and rushed over with many deacons in a fierce manner, saying loudly: "Lin Yun, a sword slave, bullying others with his power, injured many fellow disciples, and even killed Wang Ning in public. Break the rules of our sect.

The elder now deprives Lin Yun Sword Sect of the identity of a newcomer and wins it for me!”

"Who dares to do it?"

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

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

Luo Feng and Bai Ting are both elders of the inner sect, and are much higher than the deacons. However, Bai Ting is in charge of the overall situation at the moment, and deacons present have to obey his orders.

But if they want them to offend Luo Feng, they don’t have the courage to do so.

"Luo Feng, you dare to interfere in my business?"

Bai Ting's face was cold. He planned to go all the way to darkness, so he had to catch Lin Yun and kill Wang Ning to make a fuss.

Keep him locked up first and talked about it, and you must never give him a chance to stand out.

"You are in charge of this nine-star battle, and I can't interfere. But Lin Yun broke through the dark forest, even a disciple of Jiange, and it's not your turn to destroy his identity!"

If Luo Feng hadn't dared to offend Bai Ting because of Lin Yun before.

But now Lin Yun showed his ancient evil soul in public and had complete sword intent. Such a monster is worthy of protection even if he kills the Wang family's direct descendants!

Many times, right and wrong are not that important, and sects are places where interests are concerned.

Luo Feng has great confidence to protect Lin Yun for such a potential monster.

Bai Ting laughed coldly and said, "I know what you are thinking, but this guy killed people in public in the Nine Stars Battle, and even refused to contradict me. Such a rebellious person has been in my Lingxiao Sword Pavilion for more than a thousand years.

Never before.”

"Today, I must abolish this person's identity as a disciple of Jiange, otherwise what kind of discipline will it become? Will any person be able to kill people in Jiange in the future? Where is the rules of the sect?"

Luo Feng didn't want to let him go, and said in a cold voice: "Wang Ning almost forced Lin Yun to death in the dark forest. Why don't you care? With me here, no one can destroy his identity today."

Seeing this, Bai Ting laughed sinisterly, pointed at Luo Feng and said, "Okay! OK! OK! I see if you can laugh out loud later. I have sent someone to Zhijiantang.

Look at a newcomer who killed the Wang family’s direct line, who dares to protect him!”

Sword Hall!

Xinyan's face changed slightly, and there was a little more nervousness on her pretty face.

Zhijiantang is known for its cruelty and ruthlessness. It is committed to maintaining the sect rules and taking action without mercy. Over the years, as long as anyone dares to violate the sect rules, no one will have a good ending without exception.

After all, Lin Yun killed someone, which is absolutely not allowed in the sect.

Otherwise, if everyone doesn’t follow the rules in the future, wouldn’t the Nine Stars Contest be completely in chaos?

As soon as he thought about this, he couldn't help but feel panic. However, his brother was happy, with a calm expression and a calmness.

Luo Feng smiled comfortingly and said, "Don't worry, you'll be fine if you watch the show later."

Not long after, a young deacon ran over in anger. But he was alone, and no elder holding the sword was followed.

Wang Yan frowned and said, "Where is Elder Zhijian? My brother is dead. Why didn't even have a single Elder Zhijian come for such a big deal?"

The deacon looked a little ugly, and he looked at Bai Ting and bowed to Bai Ting, "The Sword Hall said that the Nine Stars Battle for Hegemony is the leader. Since Elder Bai Ting is presided over, they don't have to come forward. Everything here will be left to Elder Bai."

When Bai Ting heard this, he immediately smiled, and the elder holding the sword future.

But this was the case, and everything was left to him.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, feeling a little puzzled. While he was confused, he said hesitantly when he was young: "Zhi Jiantang still said..."

"What are you talking about?"

"It is also said that the Wang family's direct descendants died in the Nine Stars Contest. Elder Bai Ting, as the chief, has no choice but to bear the main responsibility. Lin Yun's crime is unforgivable, but he is young and energetic, and can still understand it. Elder Bai Ting will handle it at his discretion."

Puchi!

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan angrily vomited a mouthful of blood. He was young and energetic, and could understand... what is this called?

Zhijiantang is so partial to Lin Yun.

Before Bai Ting's smile had dissipated, he was stunned on the spot. Wang Ning was killed by Lin Yun, but Zhijiantang asked him to be responsible.

No wonder these people refused to come forward, it was obvious that they were letting him get stolen.

At the foot of the mountain, other senior disciples laughed secretly.

But thinking about it, although the Wang family is one of the four major clans, it has a profound foundation and has great strength in the empire.

But Lingxiao Jiange is a sect that is transcendent to the empire and is not afraid of the Wang family.

If Lin Yun is really a waste of martial soul, it may not be necessary to leave it to the Wang family for handling.

But Lin Yun's potential, whether it is martial soul root or swordsmanship, is fully equipped, and it is completely possible to grow into a monster!

Even such a leader cannot be protected, so how can we recruit people in the future?

No matter how depressed he was, Bai Ting was responsible for the blame for Wang Ning's death!

"How to deal with it, Elder Bai Ting said something, why are you standing there stupidly?" Elder Luo Feng smiled faintly and asked softly.

Bai Ting's face looked as ugly as a pig's liver, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Bai Ting was ashamed of the trust of the sect and made the Wang family die in the battle for the Nine Stars. Bai is willing to take full responsibility."

The voice trembled and shivered, and he was already cursing in his heart.

Wang Ning's death had a semi-wool relationship with him... But he was in the sword hall and insisted that he was ineffective in supervision.

He couldn't refute it, and he could only swallow the bitterness himself.

If he does not know the current affairs and offends the entire Jianzhitang, he will never have a foothold in Jiange in the future.

"But Lin Yun made a big mistake in public. If he didn't punish him, he would be unable to convince the public..."

Luo Feng and Xin Yan both looked a little nervous. If this old guy didn't know the current situation and had to bite the bullet and drive Lin Yun out of the sect, it would be really difficult.

Bai Ting looked at Lin Yun angrily and said in a deep voice: "Punish Lin Yun into the grass and wood peak, and for three months, Li Wuyou, as an accomplice, was invaded together."
Chapter completed!