Soul Emperor Martial God

Under the turbulent weather, the ten elders could not move.

Even, was a little breathless.

Is this the true strength of Eleven? The elders were horrified.

Even the great elders who knew Yi Lao was good at this moment were a little unbelievable.

He knows that Elder Yi is very strong.

Unexpectedly, Yi Lao would be so strong.

It turned out that just relying on momentum alone can make the ten of them have no resistance.

Step... step... step...

Yi Lao's momentum is calm, step by step towards Gu Changkong.

"Master..." Gu Changkong looked at the elder of the sword hall with a cry for help.

The elder of the sword hall could not move, so he could only shout, "Eleven, you can't kill Zhangkong."

"Eleven..." The elders also wanted to dissuade.

"Humph." Old Yi snorted coldly.

Bang bang bang...

The ten elders instantly vomited blood and knocked them away.

Ka, Old Yi's hand clasped Gu Changkong's throat.

"Puff." The Great Elder and others spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Eleven, you can't kill the last hope of the sword faction."

"Zhang Kong is dead, are you worthy of the ancestors of the sword school?"

Old Yi said angrily, "Now, they have killed the sword school's greatest hope."

"It was you who watched a peerless genius fall without doing anything."

"Even to shelter and indulge."

"You are worthy of the ancestors of the past?"

When the ten elders heard this, their faces were full of guilt.

However, the elder still said loudly, "I'm sorry, what can I do?"

"Xiao Yi has realized 10% of the extreme boundary monument, which is amazing."

"But he is dead."

"Gu Changkong is the only hope of the Sword School today."

"How many years do you want to be satisfied with the position of Sword Master?"

"You still want to be in charge. How long will the vacancy be happy?"

In the end, the great elder questioned Yi Lao if he was crazy.

Old Yi's expression changed and he didn't know how to answer.

He held Gu Changkong's throat and suddenly loosened it.

At this moment, Gu Changkong had already turned purple.

If Yi Lao let go for a few seconds, he would definitely die.

The expressions of the elders suddenly relaxed.

"Eleven, you just figure it out." The elder said softly.

"Everything should be the Sword Sect."

However, the next second, Yi Lao's hand suddenly clasped Gu Changkong again.

He wants to kill Gu Changkong, he only needs to move his finger.

However, he did not do so.

Instead, he waved his hand heavily and threw Gu Changkong away.

"Puff." Gu Changkong finally landed on the ground beside the elder of the sword hall, vomiting blood.

Of course, for him, being able to survive in the hands of Old Yi is a blessing.

"Eleven, we know that you are a person who knows how to measure..." The elders were relieved and thanked.

Yi Lao interrupted them coldly.

"Do you think I didn't kill him because of the Sword Sect?" Yi Lao returned to his indifferent expression again.

"I just know that my only disciple of Yi Tianxing will never die so easily." Old Yi said confidently.

"Gu Changkong's life, I will keep it."

"Little Xiao Yi, will definitely come back to pick it up personally."

After all, Yi Lao's indifferent eyes turned and left without looking at one person or one thing here.

"The only disciple?" the elder murmured, a little lost.

He understands the meaning of the only two words, and in Yi Lao's heart, there is only the disciple Xiao Yi now.

No one else.

"Eleven, where are you going?" The Great Elder reacted in the next second and asked as he watched Elder Yi leave.

Old Yi did not answer.

His figure flashed in place, and he had already left.

At this time, the surrounding turbulent weather could dissipate.

The ten elders, including Gu Changkong, stood up with lingering fears.

"A madman." Gu Changkong cursed in a low voice.

"Shut up, if it weren't for the eleventh, you would have died." The elder scolded.

"What do you mean?" The Third Elder asked in a deep voice.

The Great Elder sighed and said, "He doesn't kill Zhang Kong, but leaves himself a thought that Xiao Yi is still alive."

"Forget it, let it go, congratulate, and end it too."

The elder shook his head, preparing to leave.

"Slow." At this moment, Lin Jin stopped him by the four.

"What else?" The elder frowned displeased.

"Just forget about Xiao Yi's matter?" Lin Jin gritted his teeth.

"Don't you understand what I said just now?" The elder frowned.

"The so-called taking into account the sword school, the so-called hope?" Lin Jin asked rhetorically, not afraid of the unhappy expression of the elder.

"Not bad." The elder nodded.

"Fart." Lin Jin was furious, "Killing pays for life, justice is true."

"No matter how many reasons there are, it will not be worth the life of my brother Xiao Yi."

"Yellow mouth boy, what do you know." The elder of the sword hall scolded angrily.

"Get out of here immediately, otherwise, Xiu blames this elder for punishing you heavily."

Seeing this, the third elder said, "Lin Jin, let's go down, don't make things worse."

"Heavy punishment? Make a big deal?" Lin Jin suddenly smiled.

"Hahahaha." He laughed wantonly.

"Sky Splitting Sword faction, what a Heaven Splitting Sword faction."

"On the surface, it is a holy place of martial arts, and everyone admires it; in the dark, it is so dirty, black and white."

"I won't wait for such a sword school." Lin Jin said angrily.

"Heavy punishment?" Lin Jin sneered, "Don't bother you, I drive out the sword faction by himself."

"Let's go too." Tie Niu hummed, turning around to leave.

"Presumptuous." The elder of the sword hall shouted angrily.

"Sky Splitting Sword Sect, is it that you just want to enter and leave if you want?"

"What place do you think this is?"

"Come here." The elder of the sword hall waved his hand, "take down these four shameless disciples."

The deacons around the inner door led the order and gathered around.

The elders looked at them, but they didn't say anything to help the four of Lin Jin.

"Take me?" Lin Jin laughed wildly again.

"I see who dares!"

These words were actually said by Tie Niu and Lin Jin at the same time.

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Jin and Tie Niu took out a token at the same time.

"Presumptuous, take this..." The elder of the sword hall shouted.

However, when he saw the token in Lin Jin's hand, he was suddenly shocked, and his words stopped abruptly.

The token is red all over, surrounded by flames, and in the center, there is a flaming lion, vivid and powerful.

The breath on the token alone has already made people hot.

"You...you are from Wang Dulin's family." The Great Elder said in surprise, apparently recognizing this token.

"Exactly." Lin Jin said proudly, then looked at Tie Niu.

Iron Bull is preparing to put away the token.

Lin Jin's eyes were quick and handy, he grabbed it, and after a glance, his eyes changed.

The token is dark in its entirety, very simple, yet extremely strong.

"Tie Niu, it turns out that you are a child of the Rock Family." Lin Jin smiled.

"I remember, there is only one member of the Panshi family called Tie Niu, who is the son of the contemporary Patriarch..."

Lin Jin smiled again, laughing wildly, "Hahahaha."

"The Young Patriarch of the Rock Family was actually stopped by your Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect."

"Sky Splitting Sword Sect, you are really brave."

When the ten elders heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

The elder hurriedly waved his hand and called the deacon who retreated, just about to say something.

Lin Jin took the lead to look directly at Gu Changkong and said, "Gu Changkong, don't think you are the chief disciple of the Sky Splitting Sword faction.

"We want to kill you, it's just a sentence, but we don't want to fake someone else."

"Clean your neck. Within two years, I will personally come back to pick up your head."

"I'm back too." Tie Niu Urn said.

Liu Yanran said with murderous intent, "I can't wait, half a year, I will personally come back to avenge Xiao Yi."

After all, the four turned and left.

No one dared to stop the elders.

Like Yi Lao, the four of them left the sword sect.

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