Disciple Lin Yun, fortunately, he has not been humiliated!
Those who insult my Sword Sect will kneel down! Please order the saints to punish me and promote the name of my Sword Sect!
Lin Yun turned around and bowed, and every word was sonorous.
The new disciples on the Taoist platform heard it and heard it, and it sounded like thunder. When the words fell, they felt their blood boiling and stirring.
This is the real swordsman, and the Huayou Duke is indeed well-known!
Xiahou Yan and the other two knelt on the ground, their faces flushed and frustrated, and they were quite dissatisfied. However, they were severely injured and swept through a white dragon. Everyone was covered in bruises and blood. Xiahou Yan, who had the innate sword body, was slightly better.
That's a little bit.
But it was just a little better. He was dressed in a torn manner and was in a mess.
Especially the sword wound on the chest, which was cut off with the ribs, and several gaps were cracked in the heart.
Blood is full of blood and constantly overflowing.
As for Chen Bing and Huang Yancheng, it was even more miserable. Not only did they have no power to fight, but their meridians were even damaged.
The six saints each looked at each other, and their eyes fell on Lin Yun, all showing a look of praise.
Lin Yun said this very cleverly. He defeated the other party, but he handed over the real power to deal with it to the Holy Lord. His respect for the Sword Sect to the Holy Lord was immediately revealed.
"Lin Yun, today you will be a great achievement in my Sword Sect. After you enter the sect, the sect will have a reward. You can go down first."
The Holy Lord Chiyang looked at Lin Yun and said softly.
Lin Yun nodded, took his leave from the side, and brought the astrology, the Holy Spirit, and the Canglong into his body one by one.
Whoosh!
The Holy Lord of Chiyang flashed and landed in front of Xiahou Yan and the other two. Wow, the three of them changed drastically, and their hair stood up in an instant.
Especially Xiahou Yan, who was kneeling in the center, his face was pale, and suddenly thought of something, and his heart became extremely frightened.
I was far apart before, and I only felt that the saint was very powerful, but I didn’t feel too much pressure.
But when the saint truly stands in front of him, even if he does not release the holy power, it will make him feel extremely uncomfortable and inexplicably awe.
"Xiahou Yan, what else do you have to say?"
The Holy Lord Chiyang looked at the latter and spoke coldly.
Xiahou Yan opened her mouth, how could she say half of the truth? Will she continue to be dissatisfied?
Three against one, he was beaten to his knees and fell to the ground. Today he was just a joke, losing all his face and in a mess.
But he really hates it!
"I have nothing to say."
Xiahou Yan said with his lips trembling and gritted his teeth.
The Holy Lord Chiyang said in a deep voice: "Okay, you have nothing to say. I have something to say. You are the prince of the Xiahou family and there are also saints in your clan. Do you know what punishment will be for humiliating the saint?"
Swish!
Xiahou Yan's face turned pale immediately, and he came... The thing he was most afraid of was finally here.
He was emotionally out of control at the time and said a lot of bad things. When he thought about it, he was trembling and frightened all over.
It would be fine if he won today, but the Saint of the Sword Sect would definitely not dare to punish him. At that time, the Sword Sect itself would be a joke, and there would be no face to punish him.
Even the older generation in other clans will support him and seek justice.
But he lost, not only did he lose, but he also lost miserably.
Not only did he lose his face, but he also lost almost all of the Xiahou family.
Even if the other party killed him, the Xiahou family would never dare to have any objection.
Because of the same principle, if someone provokes the Xiahou family and humiliates the saints of the Xiahou family, the fate will only be even more miserable.
In this situation, the Xiahou family will not protect him at all.
Besides, it cannot be kept at all. The saint family is not like the ancient saint family. There are also saints in charge, but the two are completely different from the same level.
In an instant, Xiahou Yan was completely panicked and his lips were trembling and could not speak at all.
"Xiahou Yan, the saint should not be humiliated!"
The Holy Lord Chiyang looked at the other party and said expressionlessly.
Xiahou Yan's face completely lost her spirit, pale as paper, and she trembled: "I...I know..."
"Okay, I won't kill you. But death sentences can be avoided, and living sentences cannot be escaped. I will abolish your ten years of cultivation, so you have any objections!"
The cold voice of the Chiyang Holy Lord came, and the leaders of the Xiahou family were all stunned.
Ten years of cultivation?
What level would he have to retreat? Xiahou Yan is now the One-Star Heavenly God Pill Venerable. Ten years ago... He may not have broken the Star Lord.
"No, no, senior, spare me..." Xiahou Yan was crazy and immediately begged for mercy and kept kowtowing.
Bang bang bang bang!
After a while, his forehead was broken, blood flowing, extremely miserable.
The disciples of the Dao Sect all had no expression on their faces, without any sympathy, and their eyes were even extremely disgusted.
If I had known today, why should I be the first one?
Deserve it!
If he abolished his ten years of cultivation, then from now on, there will be no Xiahou Yan in the world, in a fierce and cruel world like the ancient realm.
He will completely become a useless person, if he was still the leader of the junior kendo.
Even in the near future, the ranking on the Divine Alchemy List will continue to rise, and there are considerable opportunities for the top ten.
One day, you will become a stolen figure among the young people in the ancient world with a bright future.
After the ten years of cultivation was abolished, all this will be a passing cloud. The many "wastes" he despised on weekdays are ten times stronger than him.
Xiahou Yan has been doing high-profile over the years, and I don’t know how many people he has stepped on.
You can think about it, after these people learned that they were deposed, they would definitely take revenge and humiliate wildly.
A dignified prince will instantly become a prisoner who is worse than a dog. I don’t know how many people in the clan are waiting to laugh at him.
"Xiahou Yan, the saint should not be humiliated!"
The Holy Lord Chiyang repeated the expressionless face, and then slapped his head with a palm.
Click!
Xiahou Yan's face was distorted, he let out a heart-wrenching scream, and his cultivation level plummeted in an instant. Tianshen Pill, Great God Pill, Small God Pill, Star Lord... Only after being beaten back to the peak of Tianpo
Stop this trend.
Kick!
But more than that, the Holy Lord Chiyang destroyed his sword intent again. He was proud of it, and the enviable Shenxiao sword intent fell instantly.
Shenxiao, Tongtian, Tongling... His sword intent fell to the realm of Tongling under the public eye!
There is silence in all directions, a dead silence.
Too...so terrible!
The saint's methods are really unimaginable. The cruelty of such punishment is simply unbearable to see it.
Whether it is sword intent or one's own cultivation, it is not easy to go along the way.
But now, it’s a waste!
Everyone realized that from now on, Xiahou Yan would not be the one who had been away from now on. He would definitely escape far away. He would have to hide his name and be a human being in the future.
The saint cannot be humiliated!
Everyone now really understands how important the weight of these words is.
Puchi!
The Holy Lord of Chiyang let go, and Xiahou Yan vomited blood. He was weak and weak, and it was difficult for him to stand up.
"Hahaha!"
Xiahou Yan laughed terriblely, he looked crazy and said hissing: "Today, I, Xiahou Yan, are not as skilled as others, and I have accepted all the punishments. But I really don't accept it. Why doesn't Yaoguang Sword Saint accept me?
Why doesn’t the sect accept me? Hedong and thirty years, Hexi will definitely regret it in the future!"
He staggered away. When he left, no one from the Xiahou family went to support him.
Even his personal brother hesitated for a moment and did not step forward.
There is no way, after today, he will be a useless person. Not only a useless person, but also a sinner from the Xiahou family. Anyone who is involved with him may be affected.
Huang Yancheng and Chen Bing, on the side, had long been so scared that they collapsed to the ground, feeling uncontrollable and panicked.
However, both of them had a hint of gratitude in their hearts. They had never lost their minds from beginning to end.
Even when he was dissatisfied with the public, he did not humiliate the saint at all and left a way out.
"You two were invited to come, but were not selected by the saints. I feel resentful, which I can understand."
The Holy Lord Chiyang looked at Chen Bing and Huang Yancheng, his expression was not too turbulent, and he said calmly: "In the words, except for a slight disrespect to the Sword Sect, he did not humiliate the saints. This Holy Lord saw it in his eyes.
, there will be no random punishment."
"Thank you senior!"
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed to thank them.
"The Sword Sect will not ask about the exchanges between the younger generations, and will not care about the past, present and future. If you two are not convinced, you can come and challenge them in the future. The Sword Sect will be respectful at any time!" The Saint Lord Chiyang looked at the two of them and said in a deep voice.
Said.
One code is converted into one code, and it is quite fair to deal with this matter.
"The Holy Lord's Bright Learning!"
The two of them were allowed to stand up and saluted again.
But the challenge that the Holy Lord Chiyang said was to be unheard of. Should he kneel down again?
Let’s forget it!
He didn't kill Lin Yun to death today. He didn't know how strong this man would be in the future. To challenge him again, he would just bring shame on himself.
"As a person who has experienced this, we will definitely inform others and elders all the time after we go back, and we will never add any more fuel to the fire." Chen Bing took a deep breath and looked at the Chiyang Holy Lord and said slowly.
Chen Bing is not stupid, and Jian Sect chooses to let them go.
In addition to the fact that the two did not humiliate the saints, the bigger reason was the ancient family of the Holy beings behind them.
Since the Sword Sect is proud, they naturally know how to say it after they go back.
Although he lost all his face, his cultivation level was still there and he did not receive any substantial punishment.
Unlike Xiahou Yan, he said he would save him from his death.
But if ten years of cultivation is abolished, it is better to die than death.
"Huang will never dare to slander the Sword Sect at all!" Huang Yancheng woke up and quickly expressed his opinion.
"Let's go."
The Chiyang Holy Lord said lightly.
When this group of people left, the storm came to an end.
The opening ceremony of the Sword Sect ended from now on.
Countless eyes fell on Lin Yun involuntarily, with admiration in their eyes.
From now on, the name of the Burial Flower Prince is destined to spread in this ancient domain.
"Who will come first for me? Participate in the sect entry ceremony. After that, you will officially become disciples of the Sword Sect." Elder Juechen glanced at everyone, smiled and said softly.
"Lin Yun, after the sect entry ceremony, someone will take you to meet Master Yaoguang in person."
Lin Yun in the crowd heard a voice in his ears. He looked up and said that the one who sent him the message was the Holy Lord Chiyang.