The tall building collapsed instantly and was reduced to rubble in the explosion of sword energy.
call!
call!
call!
The sword of life and death in the air was dark and glowing with cold light. Although it was not stained with blood, the sword light seemed to cover the air like cold winter at this moment.
Lin Jie looked at the ruins, still keeping the step of drawing out his sword, bowing, and breathing faster and faster.
With a whoosh of a wave, Lin Jie slowly put away the sword of life and death: "Xiaoyu, I will do what I say, and I will never let you suffer any grievance or harm again!"
"Brother Lin!!"
At the far end of the air, Han Fei was forcibly stopped by Han Zhan, and his heart went to Lin Jie.
Han Zhan looked coldly at the bottom of the ruined building: "The eighteenth floor is the property under the name of Yuanshan Tower. He has now formed an undying feud with Yuanshan Tower. Yuanshan Tower's revenge will soon sweep across the Yulan Mountains like a storm.
Fei'er, we must sever ties with him."
Han Fei was extremely puzzled at this moment and asked on the spot: "Grandpa, with the power of our Zhenbao Pavilion, we could have resolved this dead situation before, why didn't you help Brother Lin?
For you, it’s just a few more words.”
"If Lin Jie is a first-class martial arts disciple, grandpa will help him, or if there is a powerful force behind him, grandpa will definitely help him. Lingjian Sect is only a ninth-class martial arts sect. If grandpa offends Yuan Shanlou for him, the debt will not be settled.
It’s a good deal, we are businessmen, Fei’er, you have to keep your mind clear at all times, even if grandpa personally teaches you a lesson this time.”
"Because Brother Lin has no backer or background?"
"You can understand it this way, businessmen cannot do business at a loss."
"grandfather!"
"The storm is coming."
No matter how Han Fei prayed, Han Zhan kept his mouth shut.
In his opinion, Lin Jie is an investment.
If there is no return, it is a loss.
If there was a reward, today's situation would never be like this.
"You! You! You are finished! The Lingjian Sect is finished too!!"
At this moment, when Lin Jie turned around and returned, the only remaining old man on the 18th floor yelled angrily under Mu Yuqing's suppression.
Lin Jie walked step by step. Ye Huan ignored the eldest prince's wink and greeted Lin Jie respectfully like a servant: "Junior brother, good job. I have wanted to do this for a long time, but I have never dared to do it. Hey, you will be my senior brother from now on.
, you are my boss."
Unexpectedly, Lin Jie indifferently nodded to Mu Yuqing and Ye Huan: "The storm is coming, you should return to the clan immediately."
Mu Yuqing was as cold as ice: "What about you?
Let’s go together.”
Lin Jie shook his head resolutely: "I destroyed the Eighteenth Floor. The Yuanshan Tower is coming to take revenge. I will take it on my own. This matter has nothing to do with the Lingjian Sect and you."
Hearing this, even Ye Huan, who had always been laughing and joking, actually had a serious face: "Boss, if we can't win, we will retreat or run away. This is a strategy. We will retreat strategically and go back to discuss with the old madman."
"But he said something back."
Mu Yuqing gave a rare compliment, and then looked at Lin Jie: "You are a disciple of the Lingjian Sect. This matter must be decided by the seniors. We are members of the same sect and share the same roots."
The silent and majestic eldest prince also took a step forward at this time: "Everyone, this is the imperial city. I think you should follow me to the palace and see what your father thinks."
"Emperor Yulan?"
Lin Jie frowned tightly.
"Junior brother, maybe the emperor can really help with this matter."
Mu Yuqing also said mysteriously.
The old man on the 18th floor who was suppressed on the side, stared angrily and said with an angry smile: "You are finished, the Yulan Empire will also be finished."
boom!
As soon as the words were spoken, the head was knocked off by Lin Jie's punch.
Ye Huan kicked the corpse and forced Lin Jie to fly to the imperial city with the imperial guards.
"Lin Jie!!"
Yan En, who is a martial artist, has strong and vicious eyes in his eyes.
Yulan Imperial City.
"The eldest prince, the fourth prince!"
In front of the square, in front of Jinluan Hall.
Several people landed on the ground, and one by one the golden-armored martial arts cultivators knelt down to the eldest prince, Ye Huan.
"Junior brother, the ancestors of the Ye family were once disciples of the Lingjian Sect. The sect declined, but the Ye family has always been secretly connected with the sect. The emperor of the Ye family is more or less our uncle."
Mu Yuqing was speaking quietly beside Lin Jie.
Lin Jie understood in an instant, no wonder Ye Huan was a disciple of the Lingjian Sect, no wonder the eldest prince didn't stop him from killing someone just now.
After a while, several people entered the Jinluan Hall.
A middle-aged man wearing a golden robe, with a slightly stout body, sat high on the golden dragon chair above. He was the ruler of the Yulan Empire, the Emperor of the Ye family, and he was also an extremely powerful martial arts cultivator.
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Unexpectedly, the emperor's sharp eyes were fixed on Lin Jie: "Good boy, you are so ruthless and ruthless in doing things at a young age, completely regardless of the consequences. I don't know if I should praise you for your youth and achievements, or I should scold you for not knowing how to be generous."
"Senior is well."
Mu Yuqing signaled Lin Jie at this time, and they all stepped forward and bowed.
The emperor's proud look disappeared in an instant: "Yu Qing, thanks to you for taking care of Huan'er in the mountains these years, without you, this boy's swordsmanship talent would have been buried."
Ye Huan walked out, extremely unconvinced: "That's true, Dad, you don't know, Senior Sister forces me to spar with Jianshan and her every day."
"I know you always want to seek revenge from me, I will wait for you."
Mu Yu glanced coldly.
"Let's talk about Yuanshan Tower. A sub-building owner was killed, and an eighteenth-story building named Manjingzhou was destroyed. You will offend Yuanshan Tower to death."
At this moment, when the emperor spoke, everyone looked desolate, and the air froze at this moment.
The emperor looked at Lin Jie again: "You are really in big trouble. Yuan Shanlou is not the Feitian Sect or the Shaoxuan Sect. He is a fierce tiger, a giant beast that can rival the first-class Wuzong."
At this time, the eldest prince roared: "Father, we must not hand over the three of them to Yuanshan Tower. We have taken care of this matter. Over the years, the Eighteenth Tower has robbed civilian girls and preyed on the common people. I have long been disgusted with it."
"
The emperor was silent for a moment and shook his head: "Why do you care?
If you really want to fight against Yuanshan Tower, the foundation accumulated by my empire over hundreds of years is simply not enough to compete with Yuanshan Tower. Yuanshan Tower will not let you go. Of course, they will not let Ling go.
Sword Sect."
"senior."
Lin Jie, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stepped forward: "Senior, there is something wrong."
"wrong?"
The emperor was stunned.
The eldest prince, Mu Yuqing, and Ye Huan also held their breaths.
Lin Jie said proudly: "It's not that Yuan Shan Tower won't let me go, but I, Lin Jie, will never let Yu Shan Tower go. I will definitely go to Yuanying Mountain and destroy Yuan Shan Tower with my own hands."
"you?"
The emperor immediately smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Ye Huan stepped forward and beat Lin Jie's arm: "Boss, calm down and calm down. If you can fight, fight him to the death. If you can't win, we will change our strategy!"
At this moment, outside the Yulan Empire.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
One after another martial arts figures flew into the empire on empty boats.
“Yuanshan Tower!!”
When the city wall guards saw the flying flags, they all felt a strong murderous aura coming from the martial arts side.
“Shangfeng finally came to help!!”
The 18th floor was reduced to ruins, and some of the surviving thugs from the 18th floor screamed one after another.
"Well done!"
A large number of martial arts cultivators in the city who were waiting to watch the excitement came out at this moment, and Yan En, who had lost his legs, actually flew towards the Yuan Shan Tower martial arts cultivator who was approaching with murderous intent with a gloomy sneer.