Snowflakes are still floating on the streets of the imperial capital.

The rivalry between the two Purple Mansion Realm powerhouses made the already cold air even colder.

The heavens and the earth suddenly became quiet, compared to the continuous loud noises before, and the destruction caused by the sword qi of the True Yuan.

The pit between the powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm is quieter, but it is also more suffocating.

Everybody, it felt like something was out of the ordinary.

No matter how much trouble Lin Yun made before, everyone felt sorry in their hearts, because he was here to die.

No one thought that he would be able to leave alive after stopping the convoy and fighting.

But right now, when the powerhouse of the Purple Mansion Realm appeared, the taste began to change.

The Purple Mansion powerhouses, even the top four sects in the Great Qin Empire, are extremely rare.

It is impossible to dispatch lightly......

Once moved, a certain attitude is indicated. It is impossible for any Purple Mansion powerhouse to appear alone, and there must be a powerful force behind him to rely on.

But right now, this mysterious masked man is facing the eldest prince.

For the sect, the eldest prince is not terrible.

What is terrifying is the imperial power he represents, the supreme imperial power within the Great Qin Empire.

If it weren't for the fear of imperial power, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion would not have allowed the eldest prince to take Xinyan away.

Everyone began to wonder in their hearts, who is the mysterious man, and what force does he belong to, why do you dare to argue with the eldest prince?

A farce that was supposed to end suddenly had a variable.

"Interesting. I really want to know, who is this person, and how dare he argue with the eldest prince......"

"This Lin Yun trespassed on the wedding, almost swollen the face of the eldest prince, if Qin Yu didn't kill Lin Yun, how could he save face in the future. This person knew that Lin Yun was the person the prince would kill, and he dared to come to fight, it was incredible. ”

"The people of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, but the people of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion make a move, there is no need to wear a mask, right......?"

"Who the hell is this guy!"

Endless doubts appear in the hearts of many people, which makes people feel puzzled.

Qin Yu on the carriage had a subtle change in his face for the first time, and he was extremely gloomy. He has always been cautious, and likes to plan before acting, even if Lin Yun makes such a big move, turning the people killed by the Divine Strategy Camp and Qingxuan on their backs.

The killing intent in his heart has boiled, but he can still be silent.

After confirming that Lin Yun was indeed alone, he made up his mind to kill and dispatched the Purple Mansion master beside him.

Ready to end this farce.

Unexpectedly, a mysterious person suddenly appeared and forcibly opposed him.

Is it someone from the Sky Sword Pavilion?

Wrong......

If I forcibly snatched Xin Yan, the Sword Pavilion naturally had a reason to attack me, but this was promised by Xin Yan herself. Lingxiao Sword Pavilion has no reason or excuse to attack me, and it may not have the courage to turn against the royal family.

Who the hell is this guy?

His gaze fell on the mysterious man, and he was silent, slightly puzzled.

On the snow, the face of the gray-clothed old man looked very gloomy. He stared at the mysterious person in front of him who was blocking his way, and the other party with a white faceless mask did not stand in front of Lin Yun.

Choose to fall on the side, fluttering down.

As if hanging in the air, his feet were not on the snow, leaving the slightest trace.

His position was very clever, if he was in front of Lin Yun, the old man's footsteps would definitely not stop.

He took one step at a time, and the momentum condensed after seven steps was already very terrifying, and when he really walked in front of Lin Yun. His momentum will surpass his own peak, and he will be completely sure that he will fly the other party, and then make a move on Lin Yun.

As long as he is given a chance to make a move, Lin Yun, who has already been slapped by him, will definitely die.

But this mysterious man stood on Lin Yun's side, impartially, just two positions. In this position, if anyone dares to kill Lin Yun, he will be given an excellent opportunity to make a move.

The other party will hand over the difficult problem of choice to himself.

If he continues to kill Lin Yun, the old man in gray will definitely be hit sideways. If you don't kill, you have to give up this great opportunity......

The powerhouse of the Purple Mansion Realm was the most desperate for his life, so he didn't want to stop, and he was forced to stop.

The master has made a move, and the gas machine has clashed.

The slightest flaw may cause a catastrophe and create an irreparable situation.

There was no way, he could only wait, wait to find the other party's flaws.

But the expression and facial features of this mysterious person are all hidden on the white faceless mask, and there is really no clue at all.

In the invisible competition, he seemed a little irritable.

No one dared to disturb this confrontation, and for a while, only the sound of wind and snow was left on the ten-mile bustling street.

Lin Yun kicked his breath, pondering the identity of the person beside him, a little familiar, but a little unfamiliar.

The most important thing is that this person has long hair and a cold temperament, and it is difficult to find a corresponding person in his memory.

The current stalemate situation is undoubtedly excellent for Lin Yun.

There was no waste of time, and taking this opportunity, Zhenyuan mobilized pranayama internal injuries.

Meanwhile.

The most solemn sect hall of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, the four protectors of the Plum, Lan, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum, and the seven sword-wielding elders, all of them are holding the Xiaoyun Sword.

Dharma Protector Mei stood in front of everyone, with his back to everyone, and raised his eyes to look ahead.

On the high wall in front, there is a nameless portrait of the ancestor sword, and under the portrait is a tablet, the owner of the tablet is the master of the Sword Pavilion in the past dynasties.

On the altar where the incense burner is placed, an ancient sword with an intricate pattern engraved on the scabbard. The sword is unsheathed, but it can be vaguely sensed, and the terrifying aura contained in it.

The name of this sword contains light, it is the existence of a transcendent treasure, the sword left by the ancestor sword namelessly, the strongest sword in Daqin today!

In history, this sword has only been drawn three times, and each time it is the time of life and death of the Sword Pavilion.

Only the Pavilion Master is qualified to draw this sword.

Mei Protector can also be pulled out, in fact, twenty years ago, Jian Xuanhe passed the position of Pavilion Master to him. It's just that he hasn't quit nominally, and he wants to wait for him to be promoted to the Heavenly Spirit Realm before he officially announces it, and at the same time leaves Daqin.

In fact, if it weren't for the accident ten years ago, Jian Xuanhe would not have stayed in Great Qin long ago.

"Mei Protector, it has been determined that Lin Yun has gone to the Great Qin Imperial Capital. did not follow the instructions and went to kill the thief Han Yang. ”

"The news was revealed to him by Sister Lin Yan, if the Sword Pavilion doesn't make a move, with the movement he makes, the eldest prince will definitely kill him. ”

"Dharma Protector, you make a decision. ”

Several sword-wielding elders had solemn expressions, and their eyes fell on the back of Protector Mei.

Xinyan's promise to the prince's wedding was her own decision, and the Sword Pavilion had no right to intervene. But the Sword Pavilion couldn't bear the loss of Lin Yun, such a leader, it would be a pity if he died in the hands of the Great Prince.

But if you want to protect Lin Yun, you must stand on the opposite side of the great prince, and the consequences are self-evident.

How to decide, study people's hearts.

Protector Mei closed his eyes, ten years ago, he had made a similar decision to make a choice.

He did not draw his sword, and all the night houses were destroyed.

It was the pavilion master who shot out in anger and fought with the Great Qin Emperor for three nights, and no one knew the result. After this battle, although the Ye family was destroyed, Ke Xinjue and Xinyan stayed in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

This is the pavilion master, who forcibly preserved it with his own strength.

Ten years later, the same choice appeared again, and it was impossible for the pavilion master to make a move. His ambition has long been out of Great Qin, and the Sword Pavilion has already been decided by himself, and his words can decide the life and death of tens of thousands of people up and down the Sword Pavilion.

For him, it was easy to draw a sword, but it was too difficult to collect it.

He roughly imagined that after Lin Yun learned the news, he rushed to the imperial capital without looking back.

He who can say that he has no regrets about killing people will definitely not have any hesitation in his heart.

In his mind, many images appeared, recalling everything Lin Yun had done after he appeared in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

The young man to the heart of the sword, never hesitated, never hesitated, fearless in life and death, and indomitable.

In the end, the picture is frozen at the moment when Lin Yun cut off his mystic veins.

Protector Mei felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, he opened his eyes, and suddenly turned around: "Elders, I have made up my mind. ”

"I, as a sword-wielding elder, no matter what decision the Dharma Protector makes, I will swear to follow it to the death!"

The seven sword-wielding elders said with their hands in their hands, their eyes containing a cloudy and sharp edge.

......

On the streets of the imperial capital with snow and snow, the old man in gray and the mysterious man are still facing each other.

The stalemate situation made Qin Yu, the eldest prince in the carriage, gradually lose his patience, and suddenly shouted: "Liu Longfei, don't make a move, when will you wait!"

This sound exploded, and the ten-mile long street in which I only heard the sound of wind and snow was like thunder on the flat ground, and suddenly burst out.

Liu Longfei!

The hearts of the crowd were shocked, Liu Longfei, the commander of the Divine Strategy Battalion, was also here?

Rumble!

Without giving everyone time to be surprised, behind the guards of the Divine Strategy Battalion, a terrifying aura suddenly rushed into the sky.

I saw a figure in mid-air, appearing out of thin air.

Silver helmet, silver armor, silver cloak, Liu Longfei wears a silver mask that covers his face, holds a spear, looks at all directions, and reigns over the world.

The moment he appeared, the world seemed to have lost its color, and he was the only one who was so strong that people worshipped him.

When his spear danced and the tip of the spear was aimed at Lin Yun, Lin Yun who was using the True Yuan to heal his wounds.

Frightened, I found that I couldn't move, and even my heartbeat slowed down.

Time stands still, endless panic pervades the heart, and this feeling makes people hopeless.

The mysterious man with the faceless mask, with a glint in his eyes, soared into the air, trying to block the shot.

But as soon as he moved, the corners of the gray-clothed old man's mouth hooked up with a sneer, and he flashed forward.

Block it in mid-air and don't give him any chance.

"Get out of the way!"

The mysterious man's killing intent erupted and shouted coldly.

"Hehe, don't want to make trouble, let the old man watch how this kid dies!"

The old man in gray sneered repeatedly, but he did not have the slightest fear.

Shout!

In the blink of an eye, Liu Longfei, who was still five miles away just now, landed in front of the carriage of the eldest prince.

He is too fast for the human eye to catch.

No one could stop the shot, not even barely see it.

Lin Yun's ending seems to be doomed.

Click!

But the sudden change occurred, and the Xiaoyun Order on the disciples of the Sword Pavilion in the crowd, Li Wuwu, and the others, shattered at the same time. When it shattered, crystal clear spirit patterns burst out and appeared in front of Lin Yun.

In the blink of an eye, the spirit patterns flashing with streamers formed a mysterious formation.

Whew!

When the formation was formed, a meteor crossed the sky, dazzling, and fell down with the momentum of thunder and lightning.

Boom!

It's a sword, it's a cloud sword, and when this meteor falls on the vast snow, everyone can see its true face.

Seven Xiaoyun swords fell from the sky one after another, and each time they fell and inserted them on the ground, the heavens and the earth trembled.

Snowflakes splashed on the ground, and seven long swords trembled, standing in front of Lin Yun.

Endless sword light bloomed from the sword's body, as if it was announcing something wordlessly......