Drifting Snow Palace, Drifting Snow Palace!

Lin Huang was tied to iron chains all over his body, standing quietly in the hall, and Lin Cangxue stood side by side beside him. Surrounded by Tie Wuxin and several elders of the Drifting Snow Palace.

On the throne of the snow lion in the main hall, there is a middle-aged man sitting quietly, dressed in a white robe with a snow pattern, with a deep and precipitated face, which sets off the latter's outstanding heroic appearance. A pair of eyes like ancient wells, containing a deep and sharp aura, like a sharp knife that kills people. There is an incomparably fierce aura hidden in the body.

The snow drifts in the world, and the geese return to the south!

The palace master of the Drifting Snow Palace, the existence of the half-step Wuhou realm.

On the well-organized cheeks, as if carved out of marble, there was a deep sense of oppression in the unconscious individual, and the stunning eyes stared indifferently at the young man below, and the majestic voice sounded faintly in the hall:

"Did you kill the elder of the outer sect, Meng Zhiqiu, and the disciple of the Xuanyuan, Xue Ping?"

Lin Huang looked calm, and nodded without humility or arrogance.

"Do you know that in the Drifting Snow Palace, during the non-martial arts period, the murderer pays for his life. And you, a new disciple, dare to be so presumptuous!"

The oppressive voice exploded in the hall, like an angry tiger whimpering, which made people feel frightened.

Lin Huang raised his head and smiled innocently, looking at one of the four great sect masters of the famous Eastern Spirit Realm in front of him, with calm and firmness: "They just deserve to die."

"Don't you think you're too cruel if you don't say a word, kill each other in life and death?"

Yan Nangui twisted his hands, looked at Lin Huang with his eyes, and asked.

"Dragons have reverse scales, and if they touch them, they will die. The palace master really thinks that in this martial arts world where there is no excessive killing, this is cruelty?"

Lin Huang smiled, and did not have the consciousness of admitting his mistake. There are some things he can bow his head, but some things must be insisted on, and it is okay to scold him, but if he scolds Lin Cangxue, there will only be one result that will not die.

In the main hall, everyone looked at Lin Huang, their eyes were full of strangeness, and some elite disciples of the inner sect even glanced back and forth on Lin Huang's body, and sighed slightly in their hearts.

"This Lin Cangxue's younger brother...... It's a bit violent!"

"On the first day of entry, I dared to kill the elders of the outer gate, I am afraid that in hundreds of years in this Eastern Spirit Realm, he can be regarded as the first one."

"This is a feat that Lin Cangxue has not done!"

"I still don't admit my mistake, I'm afraid that it will be impossible to escape the fate of death!"

......

In the main hall, Yan Nangui stared at Lin Huang tightly, with a faint anger in his voice, "Are you really unrepentant?"

If it weren't for Lin Cangxue's contribution to the Drifting Snow Palace, as well as Shen Diexin's recognition of Lin Huang, don't say that he killed the elders of the outsiders, and with him killing Xue Ping, it would be enough for this son to be killed by the court rod.

Originally, as long as Lin Huang could bow his head and admit his mistakes, although the living crime could not be escaped, the death penalty could be avoided. But now the forest is a stinky stone, so that Yan Nangui has no steps to go down, and the result is unknown.

If you don't give me steps, I will give you face?

In the main hall, Lin Cangxue pulled Lin Huang's arm, and looked at Lin Huang with a hint of pleading in her eyes. She knew that since Yan Nangui could say so many words, she had the intention to bypass Lin Huang's life, as long as Lin Huang was soft.

Looking at Lin Cangxue's sad face, Lin Huang felt a pain in his heart for no reason, and he felt deep self-blame, and couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly:

"Perhaps...... Stepping on the Drifting Snow Palace by herself made my sister even more worried!"

After taking a deep breath, Lin Huang looked at Yan Nangui and said with a depressed expression, "This matter is impulsive. I promise that such a thing will not happen again in a non-jousting period."

Just when things were turning around, an old man who was originally hiding in the dark and arching his hands into his sleeve robe suddenly opened his eyes and said solemnly:

"Palace Master, the rules of my Drifting Snow Palace can't be broken, this son kills the elders of the outer gate, it is a capital crime. If you don't kill them to set an example, I'm afraid that the iron laws of my Drifting Snow Palace will be like waste paper!"

Lin Huang's brows condensed slightly, and he turned his head to look at the old man who spoke. Dressed in a black round-necked robe, he was slightly short, with wrinkles on his face, and he was over sixty years old.

In the hall, Lin Cangxue grabbed Lin Huang's hand and quietly signaled. Lin Huang immediately understood that this old man had a grudge against his sister.

Originally, he didn't admit his guilt, there was only one way to die, and he was happy to watch the play in secret. But now that he has confessed his guilt, Yan Nangui is afraid that he has the intention to spare his death, and he can't sit still.

"Hong Jiu, what do you mean by that!"

Before everyone in the hall could speak, there was a crisp questioning sound outside the hall, and I saw Shen Diexin walking into the hall wearing a green lotus robe, staring at the elder who spoke tightly with clear eyes.

Hong Jiu smiled coldly, "What can it mean, the iron law of my Drifting Snow Palace is that the murderer pays for his life, since this son has killed someone, then no matter who he is, it is a dead end!"

"The Iron Law of the Drifting Snow Palace, are you the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, this matter is decided by the palace master, what does it matter to you", Shen Die said angrily, Qingli's face was full of domineering.

"You ......"

Hong Jiu glared angrily, staring at Shen Diexin, a pair of dry palms clenched tightly into fists.

"That's it!"

In the main hall, Yan Nangui's angry shouts suddenly sounded, and I saw the latter look at Hong Jiu with a somewhat ugly face, and then said:

"This matter is up to the palace master to decide!"

"Lin Huang killed Meng Zhiqiu, the elder of the outer gate, and died according to the iron law of Piaoxue Palace. However, when he first entered the Drifting Snow Palace, he didn't know the rules of the palace, and there was still something forgivable. After thinking about it, he changed the rod to death to the rod to three hundred, whether it is life or death depends on the creation of this son."

"The Palace Master ......"

Before Yan Nangui's words fell, Lin Cangxue's face turned white, and she immediately shouted.

Hong Jiu on the side smiled suspiciously, "But a stinky boy in the Yuan realm, three hundred strokes of the cane, you must not be beaten to the flesh, and you will be killed."

The cane of the Drifting Snow Palace is no better than the cane of the dynasty. The rod used is a mace, and the person who uses the rod must be a great level higher than the person being punished, and he cannot use his cultivation, but he must be reprimanded with all his strength.

Among the disciples who were scolded to death by the staff in the Drifting Snow Palace, none of them carried three hundred strokes.

Yan Nangui frowned, looked at Lin Cangxue, whose complexion had changed greatly, and shook his head and said, "Lin Cangxue, you know the rules of the Drifting Snow Palace." If it weren't for you, Lin Huang would definitely die. The palace master has already wrapped around his life, what else do you have to say?"

Lin Cangxue's eyebrows frowned, "If the palace master insists on this, Lin Cangxue can only take Xiaohuang out of this place."

300 times of cane reprimand, it is impossible to escape death. If she watched Lin Huang being killed, she might as well be crazy again.

"Out of here?"

Yan Nangui suddenly chuckled, and a touch of anger appeared in his heart. He changed the death of the rod to the rod of 300, which is already an extrajudicial favor. I didn't expect Lin Cangxue to be so unrelenting!

"Do you think you're still the original Lin Cangxue!"

Lin Cangxue's delicate little face gradually became cold, and a three-foot Qingfeng suddenly appeared in her hand, exuding a sharp aura, and spitting out words like ice:

"Yes!"

The atmosphere in the air was suddenly tense.

Although her martial soul is broken, although her realm has fallen, although she has not made a move for three years, she still has cultivation, and she can still resist everything for Lin Huang!

Looking at Lin Cangxue with a resolute face, Yan Nangui smiled coldly, disdainful of competing with a declining disciple, looked up at Shen Diexin, and said, "Elder Shen, Lin Cangxue is your disciple, are you looking at it like this?"

Without waiting for Shen Diexin to answer, Lin Cangxue preemptively said: "This matter has nothing to do with my master, since Cangxue decided to go her own way today, she has drawn a clear line with my master."

"Although Lin Cangxue has declined, I have a sword, which has been brewing for three years, and I ask the palace master for advice!"

Lin Cangxue said sharply, and her jade hand was raised lightly, pointing directly at Yan Nangui.

In the main hall, the faces of everyone present were slightly pale, and many elders and inner disciples sighed, "This original legend, I'm afraid that it will completely fall today."

Challenging a half-step martial artist, isn't it looking for death?

Can Lin Cangxue beat anyone present now?

Hong Jiu in the corner showed a smile on his face, and his heart was extremely happy.

"What a legend of Dongling", Yan Nangui looked at the woman below, and said with an angry smile, "This palace master will give you a chance, and I will fight you in the Tianyuan Realm, as long as you can break through my surrounding qi, this palace master will be light on Lin Huang!"

After saying that, Yan Nangui waved his arm, and the momentum around his body was churning into the sea of anger, instantly filling the hall, and a light blue spherical innate qi appeared around his body.

The breath in the hall was unprecedentedly tense.

Lin Huang looked at the woman beside him, his heart was inexplicably distressed, he only felt a sour tip of his nose, a violent breath surged from his heart, and a pair of red eyes slowly swept over everyone in the hall.

In any case, he would not let Lin Cangxue be hurt in the slightest, if today's matter could not be properly resolved, he would also be killed from this palace, although the strength of the formation puppet was not enough, but there was no chance.

When Lin Huang was brewing secretly, Lin Cangxue's figure had already moved, as fast as lightning, like thunder, shining a dazzling light in the main hall, and heading towards Yannan.

In the void, suddenly snowflakes blew through.

The breath in the temple, at this moment, suddenly became sad, piercing sadness. Just like the flying snowflakes, it is the last life, and the moment it flies to the ground, it is the final end of life.

At the moment when Lin Cangxue made a move, the faces of everyone present changed, and they looked at the figure that went straight to Yannangui, shocked and frightened.

Even Yan Nangui's face became a little shocked.

"She actually learned this trick!"

Yan Nangui was distracted for a moment, only to hear a loud bang, and the three-foot green blade stabbed at Yan Nangui's surrounding Gang Qi like lightning, and an extremely powerful aura burst out from the tip of the sword, instantly stabbing the innate Gang Qi out of a crack, and then violently extended......

In a few breaths, the innate qi around Yan Nangui's body gradually shattered and dissipated.

In the main hall, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Cangxue's body tightly, and their eyes looked at her as if they were looking at a monster.

"This trick...... She's learned!"

"It's terrible to use this trick to break through the innate qi of the half-step Wuhou."

"Her understanding of this trick is only afraid that it has surpassed Yan Nangui."

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(End of chapter)