Five Xuanbing swords with a cold glow immediately hung above Yin Jin's head.

Originally, with her fourth-order cultivation of the Spirit Sect, she couldn't rely on this spiritual skill to suppress Yin Jin, who was in the Lingxuan realm.

But now Yin Jin was already covered with scars, and most of his spiritual power was consumed, and the pressure brought by this Xuanbing Sword was like a huge mountain, making him feel like he was filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all, and sweat mixed with blood slowly flowed down.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Qianqian was engrossed, silently reciting the mental mantra, and injected spiritual power into the ice sword, and the trembling ice sword flashed with killing intent in the sun.

Yin Jin gritted his teeth, and his spiritual power poured upward, roaring angrily.

"Ice Sword, go!"

At this moment, Rong Mo's eyes flashed with killing intent, and he took his spiritual power and flew forward with his sword, and the sword flashed in the direction of Yin Jin's heart.

Yin Jindeng's bloodshot eyes widened, and he wanted to dodge sideways but found that he couldn't move at all, and could only watch the sword light get closer and closer to him.

"Keep your mouth alive!"

Hearing this, Rong Mo's hand moved slightly, and the tip of the sword deviated by an inch and stabbed in.

Blood splattered out.

Yin Jin seemed to have been drained of his strength, and let out a painful cry, unable to bear the coercion from above, and fell to the ground in response.

No!

He didn't lose!

Feeling the murderous ice sword coming from above his back, he struggled to crawl forward.

It's a pity that it's still a step too late.

He seemed to feel the sensation of the five glittering ice swords piercing into his skin.

Yin Jin struggled to move his mouth, his eyes were full of unwillingness, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

The battle is finally over. Three k

After this decisive battle, everyone's injuries that had just been breathing were a little worse.

The second elder's hands trembled, and he no longer had the strength to lift the knife, and with a 'bang', the long knife fell to the ground, and the second elder sat on the ground with his buttocks, his eyes slightly moist: "Palace master, I have avenged you!" ”。

Rong Mo looked down at Yin Jin, who was covered in blood, his mood did not get better as he imagined, but became heavier and heavier, although Yin Jin had been defeated, but his grandfather, who loved him, could not come back.

Mu Yunyi looked at Mu Qianqian with an inquiring gaze, obviously not understanding why she wanted to stay alive.

Mu Qianqian saw his question, and glanced at Yin Jin with disgust: "It's too cheap for him to die like this." ”。

Then she said, "Let's go and join them." ”。

'They' naturally meant those who were still healing at that step.

There was no objection from everyone.

......

The Alchemy Elder breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them return victorious.

The third elder glared at the dying and unconscious Yin Jin, and snorted fiercely, his lips trembling: "Ungrateful thing! ”。

The second elder said with a solemn expression: "Yin Jin has committed such a serious crime, how should he deal with it." ”。

"Naturally, it is a capital punishment, a thousand cuts!"

"Or be burned at the stake, and all the disciples of Xuanyun Palace will watch the execution together."

"It's not appropriate, his cultivation should be abolished, let him kneel in front of the throne of the old palace master, and repent of his sins every day."

"How can this be done, Yin Jin's crime is extremely evil, and he must not be allowed to live in the world."

"Then ....... him"

Just as the discussion between the elders of Xuanyun Palace and the principal was hot, Mu Qianqian suddenly interrupted: "I have something I want to agree with. ”。

Seeing this, the second elder faintly had a bad premonition: "The Star Pavilion Lord said to listen to it." ”。