When the King of Qin became angry, everyone in the court was immediately frightened!
Everyone had expected that the Dragon Gate Competition would end with Lin Yun taking the top spot, but no one expected that it would turn into such a scene.
Qin Yu went crazy and died, but the King of Qin put the blame on Lin Yun.
First came Ji Yun, the deacon of Xuanyang Palace, and then King Qin, a strong man in the Heavenly Soul Realm. Everyone in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion instantly became extremely stressed.
Especially Lin Yun, King Qin was full of murderous intent and stared at him.
It seems that the next moment, he will take action to kill him.
"You're such a ruthless kid. You've already won the top spot, but you still want to kill someone?"
Ji Yun, the deacon of Xuanyang Hall, looked at Qin Yu who turned into a pile of ashes, and his face immediately turned dark.
He was sent to Da Qin by the sect to protect Qin Yu's safety.
But the other party is dead and there are no scum left. How can he return to the clan and explain."
"Prince Qin, I am afraid that the death of the eldest prince has little to do with Lin Yun. Anyone with a little bit of intelligence can see that Qin Yu died because of his obsession. How can he be blamed on Lin Yun?"
Luo Feng looked solemn. Although he felt huge pressure, he still fought hard with reason.
"Are you trying to say that this king is confused?"
King Qin's face was as cold as frost and he laughed coldly.
"I don't dare. But everything must be rationalized!"
A large amount of sweat appeared on Luo Feng's forehead, and he could feel the murderous intent on the other party's body, which was obviously much heavier.
He secretly felt helpless in his heart. The King of Qin had completely lost his mind due to the death of the eldest prince.
But even so, Luo Feng still didn't take a step back and faced the opponent directly.
"He killed the disciples of Xuanyang Palace. Even if he is ranked first in the Dragon Gate Competition, he does not have the privilege of immunity. If Deacon Ji Yun is not allowed to handle it, what will be the face of Xuanyang Palace? Can you, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, be worthy of this responsibility?"
King Qin had no expression on his face and responded coldly.
"Well said."
At the VIP table, Wen Yanbo said with a sinister smile: "If Xuanyang Palace is blamed, it will not only be your Lingxiao Sword Pavilion's problem, the entire Great Qin will be implicated."
"The King of Qin is right. Lin Yun must be handed over to the deacon of Xuanyang Palace no matter what. Otherwise, you, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, will be against our entire Great Qin!"
The leading elder of Yunxiao Sword Pavilion rolled his eyes and responded instantly.
Immediately afterwards, several major sects spoke out at the same time, supporting King Qin and the deacon of Xuanyang Palace in dealing with Lin Yun.
A series of gazes fell on Lin Yun.
The young man was supposed to shine brightly and leave this dragon gate with glory, but he didn't expect that this farce suddenly happened.
Under the strong power of Ji Yun and King Qin, many sects with grievances against Jiange completely isolated the young man and wanted to kill him.
Perhaps in their view, Lin Yun was not qualified to win the top spot from the beginning to the end.
Everyone in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion looked extremely ugly. They did not expect Xuanyang Palace and King Qin to be so overbearing and directly want to deal with Lin Yun in public.
How to deal with it?
Should he cripple his cultivation, or take his life and cut off his arm?
There is no doubt that Xuanyang Palace and King Qin have the strength and qualifications to do it, but how can everyone in Jiange agree to it?
"Hand over Lin Yun!"
Seeing a terrifying concussion sound, Ji Yun took a step forward with a cold face.
His cultivation at the pinnacle of the Purple Mansion Realm spread wildly, and the terrifying pressure was not much worse than that of King Qin in the Tianpo Realm. It was really surprising.
"What a terrible pressure!"
"Is this deacon of Xuanyang Palace planning to punish Lin Yun in public?"
"Too overbearing!"
With the support of King Qin, Ji Yun became more arrogant, domineering and unreasonable.
"Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, do you really want to go against my Xuanyang Palace?"
Seeing
Luo Feng and other elders remained unmoved and surrounded Lin Yun. Ji Yun shouted coldly.
Xuanyang Palace!
Even if the four major sects of the Nanhua Ancient Territory and the four major sects of the Great Qin Empire were added together, they would not be able to equal one percent of the Xuanyang Palace.
Even though Ji Yun was alone, no one dared to say anything no matter how domineering and unreasonable he behaved.
"Go away!"
A cold light flashed in his eyes, Ji Yun lost his patience, raised his hand and slapped him.
Bang!
It was also a Xuanyang Palm, but in his hand, it was many times more powerful than the Xuanyang Palm in Qin Yu's hand.
Luo Feng and others were the first to bear the brunt and had not yet reacted.
He was blown away by the rolling palm light, and the formation protecting Lin Yun was torn open on the spot.
"Xuanyang Palace is doing business, anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Ji Yun sneered, his eyes fell on Lin Yun, and immediately several figures flew over, trying to capture Lin Yun.
Regardless of whether Lin Yun is at the top of the list, if Qin Yu died today because of him, Xuanyang Palace would not be able to let this guy go.
A terrifying aura erupted from Jean's body, and the sky seemed to darken.
Everyone in the four directions couldn't help but sweat secretly when they saw Lin Yun under such pressure.
This Xuanyang Palace is a bit too domineering and completely unreasonable.
What does Qin Yu's death have to do with Lin Yun?
Just because he is a disciple of Xuanyang Palace, he can punish Lin Yun regardless of everything?
Who will be convinced?
No one!
But in this world, there is no right or wrong. The strong is justice, and the strength to crush all is the truth.
No matter how much I sympathize with Lin Yun, I can only watch helplessly as this era shakes away many elders of the sword pavilion and presses towards Lin Yun step by step.
"Xuanyang Palace... is so majestic."
But at this moment, a cold snort came from the crowd. The sound was not loud, but it sounded clearly in everyone's ears.
Whoosh!
A figure fell from the sky and appeared in the ruins of the Longmen Battle Platform. He was dressed in a raincoat, with gray hair and a wrinkled face that was weathered.
He looked like an ordinary fisherman, but when he looked into his eyes, no one dared to look down upon him.
In those turbid eyes, there was a sharp light that penetrated people's hearts like a sharp sword.
"There must be some rules in this world. Who dares to touch Lin Yun today? First ask about the sword in my hand!"
The old man who suddenly appeared and spoke calmly set off a shocking storm in Longmen Square, shaking people's hearts endlessly.
Who is it?
Even the Great Qin royal family and Xuanyang Palace didn't take it seriously and insisted on protecting Lin Yun.
The old man was dressed in a raincoat, with long hair as gray as snow, and a face full of vicissitudes of life, but his words were so powerful that no one dared to look down upon him.
Countless eyes fell on the old man who suddenly appeared, guessing his identity.
"Sword Thirteen!"
Many older men recognized the Thirteenth Master, and their expressions suddenly changed dramatically. This was a legend of the Qin Empire back then, and he was actually still in the Qin Dynasty, standing up for the descendants of Jiange.
"It's Jian Shisan, a leader who was famous in the Qin Dynasty fifty years ago. According to rumors, he has left the Qin Dynasty long ago."
"This is really surprising. Jian Shisan is still alive and appears in Daqin."
Many old men were extremely surprised. This Jian Shisan was a legendary figure when they were young. Back then, he stood firm and amazed the Qin Dynasty. After he failed to compete with Jian Xuanhe for the position of Pavilion Master, he never appeared again.
Fifty years ago, he and Jian Xuanhe were both demons of the Jiange, and they swept away the younger generation of Great Qin.
It was a nightmare for many people. The elders of many sects present had suffered a lot at the hands of Sword Thirteen.
How could I not be surprised when he suddenly appeared?
But although he is said to be a genius, it is still a bit too much for him to go against the deacon of Xuanyang Palace.
No matter what, Xuanyang Palace is the dominant sect in the Nanhua Ancient Territory.
Even if Ji Yun is just a deacon, his strength and foundation are enough to make even the powerful in the Tianpo Realm fear him.
Don’t talk about King Qin.
With his Thirteen Swordsman, can he stop Ji Yun?
"Where did you come from, old thing? Get out of here."
Thirteen of Swords?
Ji Yuan had never heard of a master from the Great Qin Empire daring to compete with Xuanyang Palace.
The mantis blocks the car with its arms and does not overestimate its own capabilities.
Ji Yun's palm trembled crazily. In an instant, a huge flaming palm shined brightly in the void and struck the Thirteenth Master fiercely.
The five fingers of the huge palm were spread out, like a stone pillar reaching the sky. It was suddenly grasped, as if it contained the power of God.
Click!
Without even looking at it, Thirteenth Master raised his hand and struck a sword. This palm, which seemed to contain the power of God, was pierced by the sword light in an instant and disappeared into thin air.
"this……"
Ji Yun's expression was shocked. How could this be possible? Even a strong man in the Tianpo Realm couldn't break it easily with his palm.
Old man, what is your identity?
He looked at Master Thirteen, and the look in his eyes became unnaturally stiff.
"It's been a long time since anyone has spoken like this in front of me, but he's just a deacon of Xuanyang Palace. He's not even born in heaven, yet he dares to be so presumptuous in front of me! Kneel down!"
The Thirteenth Master shouted coldly at Ji Yun, like thunder, and his voice contained the clanging sword intent.
Extremely domineering!
Ji Yun felt like he was struck by lightning on the spot. He felt a heavy thump in his chest and opened his mouth to spit out blood.
There is a huge sword intent, like a mountain, pressing down.
No matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail. This arrogant deacon of Xuanyang Palace fell off the altar and knelt down in front of everyone.
"Sword Thirteen!"
Seeing such a scene, the hearts of everyone in Longmen trembled violently. The old man's strength completely overturned everyone's impression.
"Senior, who is this master? If this junior was rude just now, please forgive me... But I am the deacon of Xuanyang Palace, don't go too far!"
Ji Yuan knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth, and spoke word by word.
As he spoke, the majesty and arrogance from before were completely gone.
"Palm mouth."
Jian Shisan looked indifferent and slapped him across the face. With a snap, Ji Yun was slapped and spit out blood on the spot.
He didn't even look at the other party, but looked directly at King Qin, and snorted coldly: "The Holy Envoy didn't show up, so what qualifications do you, King Qin, have to join Xuanyang Palace to deal with Lin Yun?"
The King of Qin said coldly: "The Dragon Gate Competition is the Dragon Gate Competition, but the personal affairs of our Great Qin cannot be dealt with by the Holy Envoy. Since the Holy Envoy did not show up to stop it, he obviously acquiesced that I would handle the matter. Qin Yu's death
, Lin Yun must pay the price!"
"Then go ahead and give it a try!"
Thirteenth Master frowned coldly and shouted in a deep voice.
The atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense, and it was much more terrifying than the fight with Ji Yun just now.
These are two powerful men in the Tianpo Realm competing for each other!
Everyone was extremely nervous. No one could guarantee that the Thirteenth Master and King Qin would fight each other.
With their strength, can they escape in the aftermath of the fight between the two?
"Dead people cannot be resurrected. If my father goes on a killing spree for a dead man who brought it upon himself, and ignores the people of the Qin Dynasty, there is no need to continue to sit on this throne."
It was during the confrontation between Jian Shisan and King Qin that things got out of hand.
In Longmen Square, I suddenly thought of the cold and arrogant voice, just like the sound of the first melting clouds and snow dripping from the top of the mountain.
