After listening to Liu Ma's report, Lin Yang did not say a word.
And 10 minutes later, the representative of the ancient faction who went to Qilinmen for support also called Lin Yang.
The situation at Qilin Gate has also stabilized, but like Wangyou Island, Qilin Gate suffered equally heavy losses.
It happened that Yi Guilin was at Qilin Sect, desperately resisting these elites from the Blood Demon Sect. However, the gap between the ancient sect of Qilin Sect and the hidden sect of the Blood Demon Sect was too big. In the entire sect, only Yi
Guilin and a few elders are capable of fighting, but the rest are not among the elites of the Blood Demon Sect.
Yi Guilin fought hard to wait for the support of the ancient sect, and he himself was seriously injured.
The Ancient Sect arranged a special plane to quickly send Yi Guilin to the Xuanyi Sect Academy to seek treatment from Lin Yang.
After learning the news, Lin Yang got off the helicopter, walked to a big tree next to the playground, lit a cigarette, and started smoking silently.
The breeze blew by, lifting up his pale white hair.
Clothes that don't fit me also move around.
A reporter who climbed over the wall to take secret photos saw this scene and immediately picked up the camera in his hand and captured it.
This was until Lin Yang finished smoking the entire pack of cigarettes, and another helicopter landed in the college playground.
Several medical staff in white coats rushed down carrying a figure covered in blood and ran towards the prepared operating room.
"Head!"
A Qilin Sect disciple looked at Lin Yang under the tree, ran over with tears on his face, knelt in front of him, and cried bitterly.
"How many died?" Lin Yang asked hoarsely.
"Four of the eight elders were killed in the battle, and more than three thousand disciples were injured. Many of them had no bones left. They were smashed to pieces by the people of the Blood Demon Sect!" The man cried and kowtowed to Lin Yang: "Palm
Sect, you must avenge Master Yi for our sect members who died for us..."
Lin Yang looked at him silently, threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, stamped it out, turned around and walked into the operating room without saying a word.
Yi Guilin's injury came from his heart.
His heart was pierced by a sharp blade, and he was hit by more than one sword, and his heart was almost rotten. This injury was more serious than Ma Hai's, and it was impossible to save him simply by relying on silver needles.
Lin Yang took out the ginseng emperor, cut out a small piece, ground it into powder, applied it on Yi Guilin's heart, and then performed the "Wandering Dragon Acupuncture Technique".
The operation lasted for a full four hours before it ended.
By the time Lin Yang walked out of the operating room, he was sweating profusely.
It's getting dark too.
He breathed out, took out his cell phone, and dialed the number.
"Leader!" Yuan Xing's voice came over the phone.
"Pass my order, tomorrow morning, immediately gather all the followers to go to the Blood Demon Sect!"
"All the members?" Yuan Xing was stunned: "Leader, you mean..."
"Everyone, including the Shoushan cult members, who doesn't come will be put to death!" Lin Yangsen said coldly.
Yuan Xing trembled, knowing that Lin Yang was angry, and immediately responded: "Yes, leader, I will issue the Eastern Emperor's Divine Order immediately!"
Later, Lin Yang took out his phone again and dialed Cao Songyang of the ancient sect.
After receiving the order, Cao Songyang immediately took action.
The two super sects took action.
Lin Yang took a car alone and rushed to the Blood Demon Sect in advance.
On the way, he made a special phone call.
It belongs to Zheng Nantian.
"I know your kid will call me, how about it? Has the college stabilized?" Zheng Nantian's bitter and helpless voice came over the phone.
Lin Yang said nothing.
After a while, he opened his mouth.
"Commander Zheng, if you can't restrain those martial artists, then let me restrain them."
Zheng Nantian was slightly startled, and immediately understood what Lin Yang meant, and shouted hurriedly: "Lin Yang, I tell you, don't mess around, this matter is not that simple!"
But Lin Yang obviously didn't listen and only whispered: "I hope there won't be a next time!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
"Lin Yang! Lin Yang..." Zheng Nantian called anxiously into the phone, but there was no response.
He immediately understood that something big was going to happen, and immediately shouted: "Secretary Liu!!"
"Great Commander!"
A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses trotted in.
"Quick, tell Shaoqiu, Fang Hong and the others right away! Something happened!"
"Good commander."
"By the way, don't let that guy Wang Simiao know about this. I'll go see my superiors right away. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
....
A few hours later.
Lin Yang stood outside the mountain gate of the Blood Demon Sect again.
He changed into clean clothes and straightened his face.
It's five o'clock in the morning.
The sun has gradually risen.
A little halo illuminated the roof of the Blood Demon Sect.
Lin Yang looked calmly at the road leading to the gate of the Blood Demon Sect, and walked forward.
"Lord Blood Demon, here I come!"
A loud and cold voice resounded in all directions.
