Snowflakes are still falling on the streets of the imperial capital.
The confrontation between the two powerful men in the Purple Mansion Realm made the already cold air even colder.
The world suddenly became quiet, compared to the continuous loud noises before and the destruction caused by the sword energy agitated by the true energy.
The confrontation between the strong men in the Purple Mansion Realm is quieter, but also more suffocating.
Everyone felt that something was a little unusual.
No matter how much noise Lin Yun made before, everyone felt sorry for him because he was here to die.
No one thought that he could leave alive after stopping the convoy and fighting.
But now, when the powerful people in the Purple Mansion Realm appear, the taste begins to change.
The number of powerful people from the Zi Mansion, even among the top four sects of the Great Qin Empire, is extremely rare.
It is impossible to dispatch easily...
Once it moves, it shows a certain attitude. No strong person from the Zifu can appear alone. There must be a powerful force behind him to rely on him.
But right now, the person facing this mysterious masked man is the eldest prince.
To the sect, the eldest prince is not scary.
What is terrifying is the imperial power he represents, the supreme imperial power within the Qin Empire.
If it wasn't for the fear of the imperial power, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion would not have allowed the eldest prince to take Xinyan away.
Everyone began to wonder who the mysterious man was and what force he belonged to. Why did he dare to challenge the eldest prince?
A farce that was originally destined to end suddenly changed.
"Interesting. I really want to know, who is this person? He dares to challenge the eldest prince..."
"This Lin Yun barged into the wedding and almost swollen the eldest prince's face. If Qin Yu doesn't kill Lin Yun, he will lose face in the future. He knows that Lin Yun is the person the prince must kill, yet he still dares to fight
, it’s incredible.”
"People from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion? But there is no need for people from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion to wear masks..."
"Who the hell is this guy!"
Endless doubts appear in the hearts of many people, which makes people feel confused.
Qin Yu's face on the carriage showed a subtle change for the first time, and he was extremely gloomy. He was always cautious and liked to make decisions before taking action, even if Lin Yun made such a big noise and killed people from Shence Camp and Qingxuanhui.
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The murderous intention in my heart was already boiling, but I could remain calm.
After confirming that Lin Yun was indeed one person, he decided to kill him and dispatched the Zifu masters around him.
Get ready to end this farce.
But he never expected that a mysterious man would suddenly appear and forcefully confront him.
Are you from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion?
wrong……
If I took Xinyan away by force, Jiange would naturally have a reason to take action against me, but this was promised by Xinyan herself. Lingxiao Jiange had no reason or excuse to take action against me, and besides, it might not have the guts to fall out with the royal family.
.
Who is this guy?
His eyes fell on the mysterious man, and he remained silent, slightly puzzled.
On the snow, the face of the old man in gray looked very gloomy. He stared intently at the mysterious man blocking his way in front of him. The man wearing a white faceless mask did not block Lin Yun's front.
Choose to turn sideways and fall lightly.
It was as if they were hanging in the air, and their feet did not leave any traces on the snow.
His position was very clever. If he were to block Lin Yun's front, the old man would definitely not stop.
He took one step at a time, and the momentum he had gathered after seven steps was already terrifying. When he finally reached Lin Yun, his momentum would surpass his own peak, and he would be absolutely sure to knock the opponent away, and then attack Lin Yun.
As long as he is given a chance to take action, Lin Yun, who has already been hit by him, will definitely die.
But this mysterious man stands
Lin Yun stood sideways, impartially, and just two positions away. From this position, anyone who dared to kill Lin Yun would have an excellent opportunity to take action.
The other party will leave the problem of choice to themselves.
If you continue to kill Lin Yun, the old man in gray will definitely be attacked from the side. If you don't kill, you will have to give up this perfect opportunity...
A strong man in the Purple Mansion Realm cherishes his life the most, so he didn't want to stop and was forced to stop.
Masters compete with each other, and their qi and machines clash.
A slight flaw may lead to catastrophe and irreversible situation.
He had no choice but to wait and find out the other party's flaws.
But the expression and facial features of this mysterious man are all hidden in the white faceless mask, and there is really no clue at all.
The invisible competition made him seem a little irritable.
No one dared to interrupt this confrontation. For a while, the only sound left on the busy street was the whistling of the wind and snow.
Lin Yun gasped, wondering about the identity of the person next to him. He was a little familiar, but also a little strange.
The most important thing is that this person has long hair and a cold temperament. It is difficult to find a corresponding person in his memory.
The current stalemate situation is undoubtedly excellent for Lin Yun.
No time was wasted, and he took this opportunity to mobilize his true energy to regulate his breath and internal injuries.
at the same time.
In the most solemn and solemn sect hall of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, the four guardians of plum blossom, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, and the seven sword-wielding elders were all present, holding Xiaoyun swords.
Protector Mei stood in front of everyone, with his back to everyone, and raised his eyes to look forward.
On the high wall in front, there is a portrait of the founder Jian Wuming, and under the portrait is a memorial tablet. The owner of the tablet is the successive masters of the Jiange Pavilion.
On the sacred table with the incense burner, there is an ancient sword, with the scabbard engraved with complicated patterns. The sword is not out of the scabbard, but you can vaguely sense the terrifying aura contained in it.
The name of this sword is Hanguang, and it is a transcendent treasure. The sword left behind by the ancestor Jian Wuming was the strongest sword in the Qin Dynasty today!
In history, this sword has only been drawn three times, and each time it was a matter of life and death for the sword pavilion.
Only the pavilion master is qualified to draw this sword.
Protector Mei can also pull it out. In fact, Jian Xuanhe passed the position of Pavilion Master to him twenty years ago. However, he has not withdrawn in name. He wants to wait until he is promoted to the Tianpo realm before officially announcing it.
At the same time, he left Daqin.
In fact, if it weren't for the incident ten years ago, Jian Xuanhe would not have stayed in Daqin long ago.
"Protector Mei, it has been determined that Lin Yun went to the capital of the Qin Dynasty. He did not follow the instructions to kill the thief Han Yang."
"The news was revealed to him by Sister Lin Yan. If Jiange doesn't take action, the eldest prince will undoubtedly kill him based on the noise he made."
"Dharma protector, you make the decision."
Several elders holding swords looked solemn, and their eyes fell on the back of Protector Mei.
Xinyan's decision to agree to the prince's wedding was her own decision, and Jiange had no right to interfere. However, Jiange could not bear the loss of Lin Yun. It would be a pity for such a leader to die in the hands of the eldest prince.
But if you want to protect Lin Yun, you must stand on the opposite side of the eldest prince, and the consequences are self-evident.
How to make a decision depends on the human heart.
Protector Mei closed his eyes. Ten years ago, he had a similar decision to make.
He didn't draw his sword, and the Ye family was all wiped out.
It was the pavilion master who took action in anger and fought with the Emperor of Qin for three nights, but no one knew the outcome. After this battle, although the Ye family was destroyed, Xinjue and Xinyan stayed in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.
This is something that the Pavilion Master used his own strength to forcefully protect.
Ten years later, the same decision came up again, and it was impossible for the Pavilion Master to take action. He had long since left the Great Qin, and the Jiang Pavilion had been decided by himself. His words could determine the life and death of tens of thousands of people in the Jiang Pavilion.
to him
It is easy to draw a sword, but too difficult to put it away.
He could roughly imagine that after Lin Yun learned the news, he rushed to the imperial capital without looking back.
He who can say that he kills people without regrets will definitely not have any hesitation in his heart.
Many pictures appeared in his mind, recalling everything Lin Yun did after appearing in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.
The young man's heart towards the sword never hesitated, he never hesitated, he was fearless in life and death and moved forward indomitably.
Finally, the scene was frozen at the moment when Lin Yun cut off his profound veins.
Protector Mei felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. She opened her eyes and suddenly turned around: "Elders, I have made a decision."
"As the sword-wielding elders, I and others will follow it to the death no matter what decision the protector makes!"
The seven sword-wielding elders held the Xiaoyun Sword in their hands and said, their eyes filled with turbid and sharp edges.
…
On the snowy streets of the imperial capital, the old man in gray and the mysterious man were still facing off.
The stalemate situation made the eldest prince Qin Yu on the carriage gradually lose his patience and suddenly shouted: "Liu Longfei, if you don't take action yet, how long will it take!"
This loud roar made the ten-mile-long street amidst the sound of wind and snow suddenly erupt like thunder on the ground.
Liu Longfei!
The crowd was shocked. Liu Longfei, the commander of the Shence Camp, was also here?
boom!
Without giving everyone time to be surprised, a terrifying aura suddenly rose into the sky behind the guards of the Shence Camp.
Then he saw a figure appear in mid-air.
Wearing a silver helmet, silver armor, and a silver cloak, Liu Longfei wore a silver mask that covered his face, held a spear in his hand, and looked in all directions, dominating the world.
The moment he appeared, the world seemed to lose its color. He was the only one who attracted everyone's attention and was strong enough for people to worship him.
When he danced his spear and pointed the tip at Lin Yun, Lin Yun was running his true energy to heal his wounds.
I was horrified to find that I couldn't move and my heartbeat had slowed down.
Time stands still and endless panic fills the heart. This feeling makes people despair.
The mysterious man wearing a faceless mask, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, rose into the air, trying to block the shot.
But as soon as he moved, the old man in gray sneered at the corner of his mouth and stepped forward.
He blocked it in mid-air, not giving him any chance.
"Get out of the way!"
The mysterious man burst out with murderous intent and shouted coldly.
"Haha, don't even think about causing trouble. I'll just watch how this kid dies!"
The old man in gray clothes sneered again and again, but he didn't show any fear.
call out!
In the blink of an eye, Liu Longfei, who was five miles away just now, landed in front of the eldest prince's carriage.
His speed is so fast that the human eye cannot catch it.
No one could block the shot, and no one could even barely see the shot.
Lin Yun's ending seemed to be doomed.
Click!
But a sudden change occurred, and the Xiaoyun Tokens on the sword pavilion disciple Li Wuyou and others in the crowd shattered at the same time. When they shattered, a series of crystal clear spiritual patterns burst out, appearing in front of Lin Yun.
In the blink of an eye, the flickering spiritual patterns formed a mysterious formation.
Whoops!
When the formation was formed, meteors streaked across the sky, dazzling the eyes, and fell down with the force of thunder and lightning.
Alas!
It is a sword, a cloud sword. When the meteor falls on the vast snow, everyone can see the true appearance.
The seven -handed cloud sword fell from the sky, and every time a handle was inserted on the ground, the heavens and the earth trembled.
The snowflakes on the ground splashed, and the seven -handle long sword shook, standing in front of Lin Yun.
The endless sword light blooms from the sword, it seems to be silently declared ...