Yan Zishan, the dean of Phoenix Academy, stepped forward and shouted to Li Lin with a majestic face: "Junior, you have also seen the current situation clearly, you have no way back, why don't you quickly kneel down and ask for guilt! Our Phoenix Academy is not unreasonable, as long as you obediently admit your mistakes, maybe we can keep your whole corpse!"

Li Lin didn't speak, just held the rusty big knife, still with his back to Tie Shengren and Su Ning.

Tie Shengren was covered in blood, his vitality had been almost cut off a long time ago, he had survived until now, and when he saw Li Lin appear at this moment, that breath also dissipated.

It's a relief.

Tie Shengren opened his mouth to say something, but blood was stuck in his throat, and the last sentence still didn't come out.

Su Ning supported the fallen Tie Shengren and cried silently.

The cold eyes and ridicule of the people on the side, as well as the laughter and scolding, seem to have become the background.

Tie Shengren's body gradually froze, and when he first stood on the battlefield forty years ago, the fluttering battle flag was still vividly visible, and the battle song of slaughter still echoed in his mind to this day.

But in the end, this old man never thought of singing the war song again.

He only remembered what he had just said to Su Ning.

"Until your teacher returns, Grandpa Iron will not fall. ”

Now, your teacher has appeared, so I'm at ease.

Before Tie Shengren took his last breath, Li Lin didn't turn his head, not even saying a word.

He knew that Tie Shengren had already overdrawn his life, and even a great Confucian who was good at medical spiritual books might not be able to save him.

In this regard, Li Lin did not feel too much sadness, but felt a lot of tragedy in the iron-clad old man.

This reminded Li Lin a lot, the eight years in the war stories written by Yan Tusheng were not all experiences that can be happily recalled.

In the face of the clamor of the Phoenix Academy, Li Lin didn't make too many opening remarks, but simply said: "Let's accompany the funeral." ”

Rumble!

A terrifying spiritual torrent erupted from Li Lin's body, and those who were still proud all froze their expressions, and what made them tremble was that their bodies were completely suppressed by that spiritual torrent!

You can't move!

It's done for nothing other than to make it impossible to escape.

As I just said, let's accompany the funeral, then no one can be absent.

If there is one standing here, it will be counted as one, and they will all be buried with the old man Tie!

A trace of anger flashed in Li Lin's eyes, and a transparent giant palm came out of thin air, and the writers who had just summoned the black soldiers to encircle and suppress Tie Shengren were all arrested!

The head is good, there are a total of twelve writers who participated in the encirclement and suppression, and one of them was caught in front of Li Lin by the transparent giant palm.

Li Lin didn't say a word, raised the rusty broadsword that had accompanied Tie Shengren for more than 40 years in his hand, and cut it off one by one!

Puff puff......

Because these writers got the Su family's killing array, they had just summoned black soldiers, not only using the killing array to encircle and suppress Tie Shengren, the founder of the killing array, but also being admired by the freshmen, which can be said to be fiercely proud.

It's just that now, those writers who were in high spirits not long ago were caught like weak chickens, completely unable to move, and then their heads fell to the ground one by one!

Twelve writers, beheaded.

Is it enough?

Of course, it's not enough!

Li Jianfeng, whose arrogance on his face was replaced by fear, was immediately grabbed by the transparent giant palm, and when he knelt in front of Li Lin, he couldn't even say a word begging for mercy.

Because in Li Lin's pupils, there was only endless coldness and darkness.

Li Jianfeng originally thought that he would be beheaded directly, but he didn't expect Li Lin, who had been silent, to speak.

"Remember what I told you?"

Li Jianfeng raised his head tremblingly when he heard this, with doubts in fear.

"When I was in the Su family, the child of the Zhao family kept jumping out, so I killed him. Li Lin said indifferently, reminiscent of Zhao Mingyu, the prodigy of the Zhao family who died in his hands.

"Later, I told you: 'It's good to be alive, and I hope you will always remember'. But you don't seem to take my words to heart. ”

Li Jianfeng trembled suddenly, he remembered that after Li Lin killed Zhao Mingyu, he did say that headless sentence.

It's nice to be alive.

At that time, Li Jianfeng was completely frightened by Zhao Mingyu's tragic death, and he didn't listen to it at all, and later because of his self-aggrandizement, he completely left that sentence behind.

It is only now that Li Jianfeng has realized the true meaning of this sentence.

As long as you can live, it's the best thing.

It's a pity that he doesn't have another chance.

"Die. Li Lin said indifferently.

Burst!

Another slash, the genius of the Li family, the noble son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, landed on the ground worthlessly, and he only felt endless remorse before he died.

The rest of the people were also endlessly chilled looking at this scene.

Even the sons of the Prime Minister's Mansion are dead, can they still be spared?

I don't know.

The white-clothed young man who looked a little weak turned out to be a cold death like a grim reaper who had come out of hell, and the tragic atmosphere began to fill the air.

There are people who want to escape, but they can't.

That terrifying spiritual torrent suppressed everyone present, even a four-star writer like Yan Zishan had no choice but to watch death get closer and closer to them!

After Li Lin killed Li Jianfeng, his expression remained unchanged, as if what he had just killed was not the super genius on whom the Prime Minister's Mansion had high hopes, but a chicken.

Then, he pointed the butcher's knife at the upper echelons of Phoenix Academy.

The transparent giant palm reappeared, and those high-level leaders, including Yan Zishan, were all caught in front of Li Lin without exception.

"I don't like to kill, really. Li Lin looked at the high-level academy leaders in front of him, and shouted coldly: "But some people still don't know whether they are alive or dead! I can endure it once because I was in a good mood at that time!"

Burst!

A human head falls to the ground.

"I said, whoever doesn't know each other anymore doesn't have to live!"

Burst!

Another head fell to the ground.

"You think I'm just bluffing, and I'm so ridiculous that I don't have to take it personally?"

Burst!

"I've lived to this age, and I've written a lot of spiritual books, and I don't even have this bit of eyesight, what are you doing alive?"

Burst!

"I don't know if it's wrong, but if I don't know whether I'm alive or dead, give me my life!"

Puff puff......

As the knives fell one after another, one after another's heads were cut off, and in the end, only Yan Zishan, who was pale, was left at the top of the Phoenix Academy.

Li Lin raised the butcher knife and said coldly: "In the next life, don't be blind again!"

Burst!

Yan Zishan's head fell to the ground!

At this point, all the high-level officials of Phoenix Academy died tragically.

originally thought that this would be the end, but Li Lin's anger did not decrease at all.

The group of freshmen were grabbed by a large number of transparent giant palms, and Li Lin cut off the heads of these people one by one!

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

"Damn bastard, do you know who I am? How dare you...... Ahh

"I am the eldest son of the dignified Simon family, I advise you...... Ahh

"Woo woo, who's going to save me!"

"If you dare to touch me, I will tell my grandfather to kill your whole family...... Ahh

or begging for mercy, or threatening, the reactions of these freshmen are different, but without exception, Li Lin is like an extremely serious and persistent butcher, cutting off these heads one by one!

Even though these new students are still young, some are even less than fifteen years old.

But so what?

When it comes to funeral, it is funeral.

Don't leave anything to chance!

Some people don't take my words seriously, today I will let the world see, what is a word!

Poof!

Yan Guo Chen family, aging, death!

The eldest son of the Liu family of Yan Guo, Liu Hui, die!

Yue Guo Ouyang family, Ouyang Yingxue, die!

In addition, some of the writers of Phoenix Academy who rushed to the scene after hearing the commotion were also caught by the transparent giant palm and killed in front of Li Lin!

Poof!

One-star writer, Huo Long, die!

One-star writer, Qu Yan, die!

The two-star writer, Lin Xuan, is dead!

Heads are rolling and blood is flowing.

Some people here may not be guilty of death, but Li Lin doesn't care, when the old man Tie was surrounded and suppressed, you watched coldly, and even made a fuss, then, now, no one will come to save you!