Chapter 395

"Protector!"

Luo Feng was shocked, completely stunned, and couldn't help but scream.

When he saw that the Protector Mei punished Bai Ting, he almost beat him to death, and thought that things had a turnaround.

Even if Lin Yun was punished, it would not be too severe.

But when he heard that the Protector of Mei wanted to destroy Lin Yun's mysterious vein, he was completely stunned.

How can this mysterious vein be destroyed? Not to mention the pain caused by the shattering of the mysterious vein, this kind of regression in cultivation is a fatal blow to the warriors.

"Luo Feng, do you have something to say?"

The Protector Mei said in a deep voice.

"Master Mei, Lin Yun's mysterious vein cannot be broken. How did he get his cultivation? He worked hard in the secret realm of Demon Lotus, and it was hard to get it. The secret realm appears once in twenty years. How many twenty years can this life be in this way? How can his cultivation level rise back when he is aborted?"

Luo Feng felt very nervous and didn't care much. He said excitedly: "Lin Yun made a great contribution for my Jian Pavilion. He killed the thief Moro with his sword, and let the thousand-year-old ancient bell and Feng Ling Yunxiao. He turned the tide with his own strength and strengthened the reputation of my Jian Pavilion. The Demon Lotus Secret Realm, he climbed to the top of the tenth floor of the Treasure Hall, let the snow fall into the wasteland, and the legend reappeared. Isn't these enough? The black demon refining pills, martial arts sub-books, top-quality elixirs, and ancient secret treasures he offered to the sect, but he had just counted and put them in the Hall of Merit. The foundation of our sect has greatly increased. How can the Jian Pavilion break the bridge and destroy his mysterious veins! "

"So, he killed nine people in Jiange and ignored the sect rules. Can I still reward him?"

The Protector Mei turned around and shouted in a deep voice.

Luo Feng looked excited, his whole body trembled, and his voice choked: "The Iron Law of the Sect... You said so ten years ago. The Sect had an order, so I watched helplessly. Brother Ye's family was destroyed and his family was destroyed. Brother Ye saved your life! Without Brother Ye, is there your position as the guardian today? Ten years later, you said the Iron Law of the Sect again. This time I was not convinced. The protector, Xin Jue was dead, Xin Yan was unconscious and has not woken up yet. Why did he have to destroy Lin Yun's mysterious vein again!"

The protector Mei was slightly stunned, and the past was brought up again, and an inexplicable pain surged in his heart.

"The iron law of Jiange, if you can't protect those who are loyal to Jiange, what's the use of him? Protect the Dharma, take it back and make your life."

Luo Feng looked at the Protector Mei and advised in a deep voice.

Lin Yun had already closed his eyes and a trace of tears gushed out of the corners of his eyes. He thought that the ten days of tears in the sword forest had been shed.

But today, I still couldn't help it.

"Protector, don't destroy Senior Brother Lin's mysterious vein. If Wang Yan kills him, he will kill him. He usually does too little to bully his fellow disciples?"

"This gentleman alliance is the cancer of Jiange. It should have been disbanded long ago. Senior Brother Lin Yun killed him well today, but he vented a lot for us!"

"Although we have never had any dealings with Senior Brother Lin, we have never heard of Senior Brother Lin, and there are any rumors that bully his fellow disciples."

...

Luo Feng's love came from, and his heartfelt words moved many disciples of Jiange outside Xiaoyun Square.

They all stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and pleaded for Lin Yun.

They are disciples of Jiange, and even practice at the Xuanwu realm. How difficult is it to be easy. The pain and consequences of aborting a Xuanzhi are simply a catastrophic blow.

If your will is a little weak, you may understand the path of martial arts.

Seeing the densely packed disciples of the sect kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, the expression of the protector of Mei changed slightly.

There had never been such a shocking scene in Jiange, which made him feel embarrassed for a moment.

Puchi!

But again, Lin Yun closed his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood. His already pale face was no longer bloody, and his body was shaking, as if the thin branches that would fall off with the wind were slightly desolate.

The aura of the ninth level of Xuanwu on his body suddenly dropped sharply.

Cut off the mysterious vein itself!

The sudden scene surprised everyone, including the Protector Mei, his face changed drastically.

"Lin Yun!"

Elder Luo Feng was the first to rush up and said in tears: "Why do you... You kid are always like this."

Lin Yun squeezed out a smile and comforted him: "Elder Luo, don't make things difficult for the Protector Mei. Perhaps this decision may not be what he gave, not what he could change. Furthermore, the Jiange sect has been established for so long, and it will not be a square or square without rules. It can save me from the death penalty. It has been mercy outside the law. It is wrong to make things difficult for the Protector Mei."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the thousands of disciples who had pleaded for him in the broken square, bowed and said, "At most, I have only met you several times. Today, I can speak generously for me and kneel down to plead for you. Lin Yun is ashamed of being a disciple. There are all the brothers and brothers who have the reputation of Jiange that will last forever."

"Junior Brother Lin..."

In the broken Xiaoyun Square, the disciples of the sect who stood up looked at each other, all of whom were shocked.

Such a result is really unpredictable.

The Protector Mei sighed in his heart, came to Lin Yun silently, and slapped him on his shoulder three times without saying a word.

Every time he took a photo, a thick stream of true energy flowed into Lin Yun's body, easing the injury of the self-cutting Xuanhu in his body.

After three times, the originally heart-wrenching pain disappeared.

"In the cliff of Siguo, you are not allowed to carry a sword or have a storage bag. If you can trust me, you will leave it to me for safekeeping."

The Plum Protector said softly.

Lin Yun nodded, took off the sword box behind him, and his eyes fell on the ancient sword box. In the box was his Burial Flower Sword. Since he obtained this sword, it has never been separated from him.

Half a lifetime of duckweed passes with the water, and a night of cold rain buried famous flowers. The soul is the willow cotton that is about to break, you go and I stay, two autumns.

Suddenly, the poem that I had thought about when I first got this sword was surging.

Many scenes flashed through his mind. He went from Qingyun Sect, from a very weak sword slave to the present. He had life and death, separation, despair, and sadness. Only this sword never leaves.

He handed the sword box to the protector of Mei, and Lin Yun took off the storage bag and handed it out solemnly.

There are many treasures and secrets in the storage bag.

But the Protector of the Mei Dharma is definitely a trustworthy person, so you don’t have to think too much about it when you leave it to him.

"Let's go."

The Protector Mei personally led the way and took Lin Yun to the Jiange Siji Cliff.

Under the somewhat lost eyes of everyone, the back of the young man in blue disappeared little by little, and many sighs sounded in Xiaoyun Square.

Lin Yun, although others have left, they are destined to leave an indelible impression among the disciples of Jiange.

He has too many past events worth remembering.

A genius, a demon, a master, his name and his sword are well deserved.

The sunset is setting.

Qin Yu and others, who had witnessed a big show, returned to the imperial capital.

Along the way, the Qingxuan Society members around Qin Yu were all deeply moved when they mentioned the events in Bai Tianxiaoyun Square.

These people are all at the peak of the tenth level of Xuanwu, and even have the highest masters of the half-step purple palace. In terms of reputation and strength in the Great Qin Empire, they are second only to the eighth prince.

But today I saw Lin Yun doing all kinds of things, but I didn’t say much, but I felt a little admiration in my heart.

He cut off his mysterious meridians and was so cruel that he could not do anything to himself.

Qin Yu was in a good mood. Although Lin Yun was not dead, he had his own Xuanzhi and was destined to be destroyed.

Even if he was lucky enough to be promoted to Xuanwu several levels, it would not be the case this year. He will definitely not have anything to do with the Dragon Gate Competition at the end of the year.

Moreover, the living Lin Yun is of higher value to him to the dead Lin Yun.

Da da da da da!

When we arrived at the same time, dust suddenly rolled in front of us in the wilderness. A group of people were full of murderous intent, riding monsters and horses, blocking Qin Yu and others' paths.

Everyone was surprised. Who is so bold in this Qin Empire?

Do you dare to block Qin Yu's path? Are you impatient to live?

"Big Prince, I'll go and have a look?"

Xuantian Sect Han Gang frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.

Qin Yu smiled and said softly: "Don't be nervous, you can retreat first, just a bunch of useless dogs."

"But……"

"Get out first."

Qin Yu continued to smile.

When others saw this, they didn't say much. They knew that the words of His Highness the Great Prince would never be repeated three times. Once they said it three times, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He had already told everyone to retreat twice, so he naturally did not dare to persuade him again.

After a while, all the members and guards of Qingxuan Society surrounded by Qin Yu retreated like a tide, leaving him alone walking towards him.

After the dust, these fierce warriors were not others.

It was the Great Qin Empire, the Wang clan, one of the four major clans, who was the contemporary leader of the Wang family, Wang Tian!

Looking at Qin Yu who was coming alone, Wang Tian's face was extremely gloomy and even had a strong murderous intent.

"The eldest prince, I'm so brave. Are you afraid that I will kill you in anger?"

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Wang Tian said gritting his teeth.

Qin Yu's handsome face was quiet and he laughed softly: "It was Lin Yun who killed Wang Yan. You are afraid you have found the wrong person."

"It was Lin Yun who killed Wang Yan, but it was Qin Yu who let Wang Yan stay in Lingxiao Jian Pavilion!"
To be continued...