Chapter 384

it hurts

Lin Yun felt like his head was about to explode, and his whole body felt weak, as if a ball was constantly deflating.

Activating the red-blooded war blade consumed very little of his true energy. He was stabbed by the old man in the Purple Mansion Realm and was already seriously injured.

That sword was too cruel, coming from a swordsman in the Purple Mansion Realm, and it was a bit of a despairing blow.

He endured a serious injury and used the Mirror Flower Water Moon, which not only depleted his true energy, but also caused a serious overdraft.

At this moment, when I relaxed, endless fatigue and pain surged from all parts of my body, straight to my forehead.

There were no words to describe this kind of pain. Lin Yun felt dizzy and his eyelids felt extremely heavy.

I tried my best to hold on and not close my eyes, but it was extremely difficult.

Lin Yun screamed over and over in his heart, knowing that if he fell down, he might never be able to stand up again.

But he couldn't do it. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't resist the overwhelming fatigue and pain.

Whoosh!

Just when he was about to fall down, a figure rushed over like lightning and slapped him on the shoulder.

But Xin Jue, at this critical moment, sent a ray of true energy into his body.

Xin Jue's face was calm. He seemed quite calm at this time of life and death, and there was no trace of panic on his face.

He controlled his own true energy, flowing through Lin Yun's meridians, absorbing the scattered purple true energy in Lin Yun's body like a sponge. He guided this purple true energy to swim slowly in Lin Yun's body, not tight or tight.

Slowly, slowly.

In a daze, Lin Yun opened his eyes and said weakly: "Brother, am I going to die?"

"Can't die."

A smile appeared on Xin Jue's face and she said softly: "You have to live well. At the end of the year, we will participate in the Dragon Gate Competition together and fight for two places in Jiangge."

"I can't do it. The young masters are capable of killing Zi Mansion. I seem to be a little reluctant."

When it came to the Dragon Gate Competition, Lin Yun's wandering emotions seemed to gradually gather together.

"Who says it can't work? How will you know if you don't try? Live well and stop thinking nonsense."

A smile emerged from Xin Jue's eyes, knowing that Lin Yun had really been rescued. The true energy in his body was already running on its own under his guidance.

At the moment, while saying this to Lin Yun, he helped him recover from his injuries.

Mainly because of the sword struck by the elder of the Purple Mansion Realm on his chest.

On the snow, the old man in gray clothes fell to the ground and never got up again. His vitality disappeared and he soon became a cold and shriveled corpse.

At this point, everyone finally believed that this Zifu Realm elder was dead after all!

In the wasteland of Nirvana, countless sect elders and disciples took in a breath of cold air, with extremely surprised expressions in their eyes.

The bloody battle between the five sects was quite huge, with many casualties. However, none of the elders in the Zifu Realm died before. At most, they were severely injured by the Xiaoyun Sword.

The elder holding the sword wanted to pursue him, but he couldn't get away, so he could only let the other party go.

It is quite difficult to break through the Purple Mansion Realm. For any sect, the elders of the Purple Mansion Realm are extremely important. They are the core cornerstone and possess great power.

Even more clearly, what determines whether a sect is strong or not is the number of elders in the Purple Mansion Realm of the sect.

The loss caused by the death of a person in the Zifu realm is greater than that of Jing Jue, Bai Yue and Mu Xiuhan combined.

The Zifu realm is quite difficult to kill, even if you lose, you can still retreat.

But now, a master of Zifu Realm really died in front of everyone.

He died in Lingxiao Jiange, under the joint efforts of Xin Jue and Lin Yun, which made people feel a little chilling.

"It's too scary. This Lingxiao sword pavilion is really full of talents. Lin Yun is scary enough. I didn't expect Xin Jue to have such strength."

"There have long been rumors that this boy has strength comparable to that of Young Master. Now it seems that the rumors are true."

"It is said that Lingxiao Jiange intends to let this person participate in the Dragon Gate Competition at the end of the year to compete for the eighth son's spot."

"With his strength, he is really qualified."

"But Lin Yun should not be underestimated. That last sword was really terrifying. This

With Zi’s swordsmanship talent, I’m afraid it will be difficult to find someone who can match him in the Great Qin Empire.”

After a brief moment of surprise, the elders and disciples of each sect started talking one after another.

The camp where the Beast Gate is located.

An elder stared at the people in the sword pavilion in the chaos, with a faint murderous intention in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Feng Ye, this Lingxiao sword pavilion is obviously at a disadvantage. As long as Lin Yun doesn't die, I guess Xuantian Sect and Mo Yue will

The villa won’t help me, it’s up to you whether you want to or not.”

The sects that are outside the territory, said to be sects, are actually no different from bandits, and they often take advantage of the situation to rob.

Right now, Jiange is one against four. If nothing happens, they will be defeated sooner or later.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune is undoubtedly a sure-fire deal. Many elders in the Hundred Beasts Sect have started to think about it.

Moreover, although the major sects of the Great Qin Empire were aggrieved and quite sympathetic to Jiange's experience, Xuantian Sect and Moyue Villa did not take the lead, and these sects did not dare to act rashly. After all, their strength and foundation were far behind.

Feng Ye was a little excited. The storage bag on Lin Yun's body probably contained quite a lot of treasures.

If it could be controlled, it would be a huge fortune.

But thinking about his contact with Lin Yun in the Magic Lotus Secret Realm made him hesitant.

At this time, taking advantage of the situation would undoubtedly offend Lin Yun to death. It would be fine if he really killed the other party, but if he didn't kill him, it would undoubtedly be a huge disaster.

Forget it, it’s better not to get involved in this muddy water.

Feng Ye shook his head and said: "Don't act rashly yet. I think even if the sword pavilion is defeated, the sword-holding elder has the Xiaoyun Sword in his hand. If he wants to take Lin Yun away, I don't think anyone can stop him, let alone"

"Besides what?"

Feng Ye showed a smile in his eyes and said softly: "What's more, Bai Yue, Mu Xiuhan and Jing Jue are all dead. What will these three sects do to fight with our Hundred Beast Sect in the future? I swallowed one in the Demon Lotus Secret Realm.

It’s a strange fruit, but it hasn’t been completely refined yet.”

Even if you don't take action, Baishoumen is already the biggest winner, so why take any more risks?

Rumble!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, the Wasteland of Silence suddenly shook for no reason, and all the sect camps could not stop shaking.

Loud noises resounded from all directions, echoing between heaven and earth, continuously.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically and they looked around quickly.

I saw flags fluttering in the haze of wind and snow, roaring like a dragon. On the flags, two words were written in the vast and sharp direction, Shen Ce!

"Shengce camp!"

Feng Ye's face changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but feel scared.

Then he laughed and said softly: "The Demon Flame Sect is going to be in trouble."

"what happened?"

The elder of the Hundred Beasts Sect was very puzzled and asked in confusion.

"Just wait and see the good show."

Feng Ye smiled mysteriously and didn't say much.

Compared to Feng Ye, who knew the inside story, the elders of various sects all looked confused and confused.

"The Shence Camp and the Eighth Route Army Camp moved out at the same time. What is going on? The entire army was dispatched."

"Strange, the Shence Camp has always ignored the disputes between the sects. The reason they are stationed here is to prevent monsters from invading the imperial capital."

"What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?"

Each and every elder of the sect frowned tightly. The Shence Battalion was the elite among the elites of the empire. If they fought alone, they might not be able to defeat the disciples of the sect, but in terms of large-scale combat, the advantages were quite obvious.

The most important thing is that this is the Wasteland of Destruction. Shence Camp has been operating here for thousands of years and is very powerful.

Various sects have come from far away, but there is no comparison.

In other words, in this desolate wasteland, Shence Camp is the unparalleled overlord, and no sect can compete with it.

The five major sects that were fighting each other were also aware of these changes.

The eyes of the Demon Flame Sect and the four sects of Qijuebao all had a hint of anger, seeing that so many people were about to die and Lingxiao Sword Pavilion was about to be defeated.

A group of people from the Shence camp suddenly appeared, and the entire army was dispatched. What was going on?

After a while, the Shence camp's army surrounded all five sects.

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Clang Clang Clang!

Densely packed soldiers, wearing silver black armor and holding heavy and exquisite silver shields, formed a tight square formation that was as tall as a city wall.
To be continued...