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Chapter 112 The Grace of a Sword

Chapter 112 The favor of one sword

"It's so lively today."

Another figure flew from the depths of the Feitian Sect's sky.

"Mr. Zhang!"

All the disciples immediately bowed.

An old man surnamed Zhang flew in, wearing the 'Elder of Medicine Mountain' token.

This person is actually Zhang Nian, the elder of Feitian Sect who refines medicine.

Lu Feng!

Yan Shuangjian!

Sect Master Yue Shan!

Zhang Nian!

Lin Jie couldn't help but look down, and when he looked next to him, he saw an old lunatic who seemed to be a 'weak man'.

If it's a fight, how do you fight this fight?

The old madman suddenly smiled at Lin Jie: "Your naughty little eyes must be full of evil."

This made Lin Jie quickly put away his 'naughty little eyes'.

"Lin Jie."

Lu Feng, the foreign affairs elder, took a few steps away at this moment and murmured from a hundred meters away: "I will review your entry into the Feitian Sect. You are a master of swordsmanship and have great talent. What happened today should be a misunderstanding. Please come back."

"Misunderstand?"

At this moment, Lin Jie didn't think it was a misunderstanding.

Sect leader Yue Shan also walked out at this time: "I wanted to see you, but I happened to be out on business. I didn't expect something like this to happen today. Lin Jie, come back. This sect promises that you will not be punished in any way."

"metropolitan!"

Unexpectedly, Yan Shuangjian approached Yue Shan with gloomy eyes on the spot.

Obviously, he wants to avenge Yan En.

"Father!"

Yan En also pitifully exposed her bloody broken leg, which was indeed very tragic.

Comparing misfortunes to win sympathy is of little use to martial cultivators.

The sect leader Yue Shan also nodded and said: "Lin Jie, come back, the sect will ignore the past grudges."

Countless people gathered their gazes and looked forward.

Each of these people's faces appear to be so "generous", even "taking it easy".

His own life and his sister's innocence are considered 'a trivial matter'?

Lin Jie smiled at this moment, and he kept showing his teeth when he smiled: "Here is Zhang Zhang's confession in blood. How should the Feitian Sect handle this matter?

It’s true that I cut off Yan En’s legs, but this person doesn’t care about the reason, just because I am a master of swordsmanship and may threaten him in the future, he sent people to kill me and destroy my sister.”

Yue Shan frowned and paid attention to the blood letter, his eyes changing: "This matter needs to be verified, but this sect can guarantee that from now on, you two brothers and sisters will always be safe in the sect."

Lin Jie looked at Lu Feng again: "You are the elder of foreign affairs, and you should be responsible for this matter. Let me ask you, if this matter is really like a blood letter, how will you deal with it?"

Lu Feng stroked his beard, twitched his back slightly, and swept around.

Everyone looked at him.

He is indeed in charge of this matter.

Lu Feng immediately said coldly: "The truth of the matter has not yet been clarified. When the truth is found out, I will definitely give you justice."

As soon as these words came out, Yan En's face turned from embarrassment to anger.

"Find out the truth?

?”

Lin Jie was so angry that he immediately tore up the blood book and threw it in the wind: "I can't go back to Feitian Sect. I have no connection with Feitian Sect. Now I am a disciple of Lingjian Sect. Yan En harmed my brother and sister, and I will definitely seek revenge from him."

.”

"In that case, let's go."

Yue Shan paused, then suddenly waved and turned around.

"No, I want Lin Jie's legs!"

Yan Shuangjian actually flew out.

He even ignored the words of the sect leader Yue Shan.

"Lin Jie, I can take your life, but I will take your legs."

When he came to the center, the swords on Yan Shuangjian's waist were already emitting sword sounds. He said angrily: "At first, I heard that you were a master of swordsmanship. I thought you were very talented and loyal. I will train you well. After all, you are only nineteen years old.

, before the age of forty, you might be able to cultivate the great sword of the Saint Realm, but you are such a sinister and shameless person, I almost led a wolf into the house."

Lin Jie also took a step forward and smiled calmly:

"I've seen too much of your condescending attitude. In your eyes, I'm just a dispensable ant. If you feel good about it, give me some benefits. If you don't feel good about it, just destroy me as soon as you say it."

"Yan Shuangjian, you are indeed a strong swordsman and an elder of the Feitian Sect, but with your little ability, you think you are the strongest swordsman in the world. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"A short-sighted person like you can only sit on this small hilltop. How can you determine my height?"

The old madman immediately clapped his hands: "Agree."

"You are quite eloquent."

Yan Shuangjian's face was full of anger, and he was almost as angry as pig liver.

The old madman smiled again: "Xiaoyan, your swordsmanship is small, but it is not a great one. It needs to be improved."

"Senior, what I want is Lin Jie."

Yan Shuangjian roared forcefully.

"Senior, protect Xiao Yu."

At this moment, Lin Jie also saw that Yan Shuangjian was determined to avenge Yan En's broken leg.

He had to go out.

The old madman patted him on the shoulder.

With this shot, Lin Jie couldn't move at all. It was as if a restraining spell had been cast on him, and only his eyes could move.

The old lunatic looked over: "Xiaoyan, Lin Jie is my disciple, I can't watch him being killed."

"Where are my son's legs?

?”

Yan Shuangjian almost went crazy.

Everyone present could feel his resentment.

The old madman smiled calmly: "How about this, I take your sword on Lin Jie's behalf, and after the sword blow, the debt is settled."

"you said?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Yan Shuangjian's eyes filled with a strong smile.

"bring it on."

The old madman dodged a hundred meters away without any intention of taking action.

"senior!"

In the clouds was Lin Jie's roar of exhaustion.

call out!

Yan's double swords flashed, leaving behind countless real afterimages.

No elemental phenomena erupted, but the airflow throughout the space solidified.

The next moment, he returned to where he was.

And the cloud suddenly turned up with seven terrifying sword lights, faintly shaking, seemingly like a beast rushing out, but then dispersed strangely.

"Seven swords in one breath."

"He is worthy of being the strongest swordsman in our sect."

"Old Yan is mighty! Old Yan is mighty!"

Behind them were the disciples of the Feitian Sect who raised their arms and cheered. It was easy to see from their excited eyes that Yan Shuangjian held a high position in their hearts.

At this moment, the old madman flew away from the shadow of the sword, his hair raised, and he seemed to be fine.

"Is it done?"

The old madman paused for a few steps, then flashed to Lin Jie's side, patted his shoulder, turned around and glanced at Feitian Sect with a vicissitude of eyes.

"no!!"

What is unexpected is that Yan Shuangjian still vows not to give up.

The old madman was stunned and said: "With your cultivation and the Feitian Sect's financial resources, it only takes a year or two to cure that kid's leg. Xiaoyan, you are going too far."

Yan Shuangjian said viciously: "That's why I want Lin Jie's legs."

"senior."

Under the confrontation between the big shots, Lin Jie's eyes resolutely came to the old madman's side: "Yan En wants my legs, of course. If you want to take them, let Yan En take them himself. He really has this strength. The disciple personally offered his legs to me."

superior!"

"Are you challenging me?"

The sound came to the Feitian Sect. Yan En suddenly stood up with the help of others and said with anger in his eyes: "Come on, I can kill you with one sword without legs. Don't think that you are my opponent because I succeeded in the sneak attack just now."

, I am a strong man on the martial arts list, I not only want your legs, I also want to use your head as a ball to kick."


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