A slightly mocking voice appeared in everyone's ears, the atmosphere in the air quietly became solemn, and the stopping of Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue also made everyone feel stunned.
"What do you call this senior brother?"
Lin Huang turned around and looked up indifferently at the young man in yellow shirt in front of him. He was eight feet tall and could be regarded as a jade tree in the wind. His clothes were gorgeous but he lacked a bit of grace and dignity. He had a faint smile on his face and looked
Very confident.
"Outer Gate Xuanyuan, Xue Ping!"
Seeing that Lin Huang didn't seem to be angry at all, the smile on Xue Ping's face became more and more contemptuous, "Why, do you have any advice? Did I say something wrong just now?"
"If you don't dare to see the teacher, you can see the real chapter!"
The smile on Lin Huang's face froze, and he gently pushed away Lin Cangxue's jade hand, and then fiercely moved towards Xue Ping. The demon-suppressing knife in his hand had already been raised high into the air.
A disagreement can lead to life and death!
The sudden scene made everyone present startled, and then they showed a playful smile, "This boy named Lin Huang really doesn't know how great the world is. He dared to challenge the old students of the sect on the first day he entered the school."
"It's ridiculous that a stupid young man who doesn't even reach the Earth Yuan realm dares to draw a sword!"
"This is Lin Cangxue's younger brother."
"Looks silly".
…
Listening to everyone's discussion, Lin Cangxue's expression was deserted, her starry eyes fell on Lin Huang, and she didn't have any unnecessary worries.
Even if she were to decline, a disciple of the Outer Profound Academy would not be able to harm Lin Huang at all.
"What a ungrateful thing!"
Seeing Lin Huang coming to kill, Xue Ping smiled brightly on his face and did not take Lin Huang into his eyes at all. Even if you are Lin Cangxue's younger brother, you are just a boy from the ninth level of the Yuan Dynasty. How dare you draw a sword against him?
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Xue Ping punched into the air, and the Gang Qi in his fist condensed into a sharp thorn, heading towards Lin Huang.
As Xue Ping took action, the aura in the air rushed towards the forest wasteland, and the gap between the realms of the earth element and the human element was fully revealed in a few breaths.
However, Lin Huang didn't show the slightest fear. Instead, he had a cold expression on his face, and the demon-suppressing knife in his hand instantly tore out a series of knife shadows in the air.
Three thousand miles.
Kill Kunlun.
Shoot the Sirius.
Shura's Wrath, twice the combat power!
A formation formed by the condensed energy of dozens of swords.
All of Lin Huang's moves exploded in an instant. The cold light on the demon-suppressing knife shone, and he attacked Xue Ping with all-powerful means, causing the situation in the field to be reversed at this moment.
Xue Ping's expression changed greatly, and he stepped back quickly, but in the end he was not faster than the knife in Lin Huang's hand. The cold light on the demon-suppressing knife shone like a guillotine falling from the sky, and it instantly cut into the latter's shoulder.
At the same time, at the moment when the demon-suppressing knife fell, the sword energy in the formation roared and criss-crossed, cutting the latter's body with criss-cross wounds and blood flowing like a stream.
Xue Ping screamed, and his figure swept back extremely quickly, looking at Lin Huang with a horrified expression.
In the middle of the field, Lin Huang had already sheathed his sword and looked at Xue Ping who was in a state of embarrassment. His voice was extremely cold, "You can scold me, but you can scold my sister without first looking at what you are."
"you……"
Xue Ping covered the bone-deep wounds with his hands and glared angrily. This result was completely unexpected for him.
He was actually defeated by a new disciple.
Not only Xue Ping was shocked, but everyone present was a little stunned. They haven't reacted yet, thinking that their eyesight was dazzled.
Although Xue Ping is a disciple of Xuanyuan, he has been a disciple for more than a year, and his own realm has reached the second level of Earth Yuan. Lin Huang is just a warrior of the ninth level of Personal Yuan.
In everyone's eyes, this battle ended in Lin Huang's disastrous defeat. But the result was beyond everyone's expectations. Lin Huang actually crushed Xue Ping with absolute overwhelming force in less than ten breaths.
Those who were killed were embarrassed.
Moreover, Lin Huang turned out to be a first-level formation master!
This makes everyone a little unbelievable. How rare is the formation master on the mainland? This guy is actually a first-level formation master.
To be able to become a first-level formation master at such a young age, it seems that only Mo Yuqiang Han Ming of Tianlei Sect can do it.
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Lin Cangxue on the side was still deserted, but her eyes looking at Lin Huang clearly had a hint of surprise. She had been ready to take action at any time, but she didn't expect Lin Huang to be so domineering.
Looking in front of Lin Huang, who was slightly thin but had a strong face, the woman couldn't help but reveal a proud smile.
"I was careless this time. Just wait for me. Next time I will let you taste the pain. And your sister is just a fading genius who pretends to be a saint who doesn't eat fireworks every day."
, it’s disgusting to look at.”
Xue Ping looked at Lin Huang with a look of resentment on his face.
In the field, Lin Huang, who turned to leave, paused in his steps. The palms in his sleeves were clenched into fists. A crazy killing intent surged from his heart. He turned his back to Xue Ping and said with a biting coldness in his voice:
"You won't do it again!"
Accompanied by a low sound like a tiger's roar, Lin Huang turned around silently under the gaze of everyone, and slowly unsheathed the demon-suppressing knife in his hand again, and a cold light flew out of the scabbard.
Xue Ping looked at Lin Huang, who was full of murderous intent, and smiled unscrupulously: "Piaoxue Palace has regulations that prohibit disciples from sparring in private. The battle just now was a taboo, do you still have the guts to kill me?"
Lin Huang looked up at the latter, with an extremely sarcastic smile on his lips, "So what if I kill you?"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Huang sprang out like a cheetah, his demon-suppressing knife pointing directly at Xue Ping.
Looking at Lin Huang, who was approaching at a high speed, Xue Ping finally showed fear and retreated again. However, he was seriously injured, how could he escape Lin Huang's sharp attack.
Looking at the approaching Demon Suppressing Sword, Xue Ping's face became paler. When the Demon Suppressing Sword was less than a foot away from him, he was already frightened. A breath of death enveloped his heart, making him suddenly feel...
Cold.
Lin Cangxue's face at the back changed slightly. She didn't want Lin Huang to die on the first day he entered Piaoxue Palace. In this case, it would be difficult for Lin Huang to survive in Piaoxue Palace.
And it was too late to stop all this.
In the corridor, Lin Huang's blade moved toward Xue Ping's throat...
Keng!
The moment the blade grazed Xue Ping's neck, there was a sound of weapons clashing in the void. Lin Huang suddenly felt his arm go numb, and the Demon Suppressing Knife was bounced away.
"How dare you be so presumptuous!"
Then there was a calm and angry voice.
The sudden change caused everyone's expressions to change. Looking at the middle-aged man walking from the end of the corridor, they were all a little surprised and secretly exclaimed: "He is actually the elder of Xuanyuan."
Then everyone felt relieved, and the expressions of surprise on their faces gradually became weird. Looking at Lin Huang and his brother, they all smiled playfully, "This matter seems to have become interesting."
At this moment, Lin Cangxue had already walked to Lin Huang, stood side by side with him, and looked at the middle-aged man walking indifferently.
"Elder Meng, this... this kid is crazy. He dares to ignore the rules of Piaoxue Palace and want to kill me here!"
Looking at the resolute middle-aged man, Xue Ping was overjoyed and cried miserably, "If Elder Meng had not appeared in time, this disciple's life would not have been saved!"
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, scolded lightly and shut up, then turned to look down at Lin Huang and said sarcastically:
"The iron law of Piaoxue Palace is that if it is not during the martial arts competition, those who fight privately will be expelled from Piaoxue Palace with a fifty-fifty imperial staff; those who kill will have to pay with their lives!"
"What kind of status do you have, how dare you ignore the iron rules of the palace and act so recklessly!"
Elder Meng's words exploded in the air like sharp blades. A pair of sharp eyes stared at Lin Huang, appearing quite tough. His Tianyuan realm aura spread out, shocking the hearts of everyone present.
Lin Huang silently raised his head, looked at the domineering Elder Meng, narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you call this elder?"
"Elder Xuandan, Meng Zhiqiu!"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly.
"Oh...it turns out that Meng Laogou. I just saw that Xue Ping was in a higher realm than me and was hiding in the dark. Now that the disciples in your courtyard have been beaten into dogs by me, they come out barking. The elder is like a snow-falling palace iron.
Lu said it so righteously, did he really lose his face?"
Lin Huang looked at Hou Meng Zhiqiu and gushed out words in a solemn tone.
Lin Huang's words swept through every part of the corridor like wind, and the ridicule in them made Meng Zhiqiu's face turn livid. He sneered and said: "What a sharp-tongued boy, but you violated the iron law of Piaoxue Palace. This is a fact. I will wait for you."
I will capture you and take you to the law enforcement hall, and everything will be decided by itself."
Meng Zhiqiu stepped forward and slowly walked towards the forest wilderness.
Lin Cang Xuelian moved lightly and stopped in front of Lin Huang. She raised a snow-white face and said coldly: "Elder Meng, don't you think this is going too far?"
In Piaoxue Palace, although private fights among disciples are prohibited, wherever there are warriors, there will definitely be conflicts and frictions, and it is impossible to completely ban them.
Therefore, the palace always turns a blind eye to private fights, unless the matter gets serious or someone is killed.
Otherwise, if every private fight has to be dealt with, the people in the Law Enforcement Hall will probably become crazy dogs.
"Lin Cangxue, although you are an inner disciple, this matter is related to the rules of the palace, so don't stop me." A false smile appeared on Meng Zhiqiu's face, "And you should understand that you cannot be my opponent now.
You... are no longer the Dong Ling legend you were before, but a..."
Meng Zhiqiu did not continue what he said, but everyone present knew the meaning.
Lin Cangxue is no longer the Lin Cangxue she was before, but has become a waste!
Before Lin Cangxue could speak, Lin Huang's low roar suddenly sounded behind him. The murderous intent contained in his voice was even more shocking than the previous battle with Xue Ping.