"This kid can't be killed!" Shangguan Hao glanced at Lin Yun and shook his head at the third prince.

"Why can't you kill it?" The third prince secretly accumulated, Lin Yun was undoubtedly killed, if someone wanted to stop it, it would be impossible to say that there would be a big battle.

"He is the benefactor of our Haoran Sect!" Shangguan Hao's loud voice sounded, but it made Lin Yun raise his head in confusion, when did I become the benefactor of your Haoran Sect?

"He is the benefactor of your Haoran Sect?" the third prince was also stunned.

"Oh no, no, I haven't finished yet!" Shangguan Hao waved his big palm and said in a rough voice, "He is the heir of our Haoran Sect's benefactor, so he can't be killed!"

"Then what if I kill him?" The third prince was too lazy to follow Guan Hao's nonsense, and directly picked it out.

"Then you have to pass me first!" Shangguan Hao shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Hmph!" The third prince snorted coldly, stomped on the ground, and suddenly rushed to Shangguan Hao, his hands clenched into fists, the golden light flashed, and in a very short period of time, he struck out at least a hundred punches to Shangguan Hao at once, and his fists were strong, and his fists were fists to the end.

Shangguan Hao laughed loudly, fist to fist, Zhen Yuan surged, "crackling", fierce collision, qi raging and flying, robes hunting, terrifying energy flew everywhere, Lin Yun, who fell to the ground, felt that it became a little difficult to breathe.

"Third prince, although you are very powerful, if you want to fight with me, you should save it!" Shangguan Hao said very domineeringly, and took off the robe on his body with a pull of his hand, wearing a tights inside, and the high and convex muscles were like stone carvings, giving people a feeling of infinite strength and incomparability.

The third prince grimaced, but he didn't refute, because his fist was now burning hot, and maybe even his bones had been slightly lacerated. Shangguan Hao is known as a pair of iron fists to break the mountain, and it seems that it really deserves its reputation!

"Come on, let's have a fight!" Shangguan Hao rolled up his sleeves and beckoned to the three princes, "I have heard that the three princes of the capital are both civil and military, and they are both spiritual and martial arts, and they are rare geniuses in ten thousand years, let me see them today!"

The third prince had a cold face, Shangguan Hao was also a high-level martial artist, although he was not only a martial artist, but also a soul man, but he had just slaughtered more than 70 people in the Lin Mansion, plus he had a big battle with Lin Yun and Lu Hongxue, so his physical and mental strength were quite consumed, and now he had to fight hard with Shangguan Hao, an old fox, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to win.

"You can take him away, but I will try my best to kill him in the future, and see how long you can protect him!" The third prince weighed again and again, and finally gave up decisively, and after putting down a few cruel words, he left the Lin Mansion in a flash.

Shangguan Hao waved his fist and said in a rough voice: "It's really boring, why are young people so timid now?"

After speaking, he walked to Lin Yun's side, stretched out his hand to lift Lin Yun up, then carried it on his shoulder, jumped out of the wall of the Lin Mansion with his feet, and rushed towards Haoran Sect.

"Hey, let me down, I'm going back!" Lin Yun said as he struggled on Shangguan Hao's broad shoulders.

"Why are you going back?" Shangguan Hao still ran forward, "If you want to go back and see if there are still people who are not dead, then I will tell you clearly, they are all dead, I have already investigated just now, and they are all dead!"

"All dead, all dead!" Lin Yun muttered constantly, his face blank.

At this moment, the sky was illuminated by something, Shangguan Hao stopped, turned around, and saw that the Lin Mansion was already on fire, and the fierce flames lit up the entire night, and the Lin family, one of the four major families in Nanshan City, fell!

Lin Yun raised his head and looked at the flames that rose to the sky, two lines of tears finally slipped down, and overnight, relatives, home, all gone, all gone!

Physically and mentally injured, coupled with great emotional fluctuations, Lin Yun finally fainted on Shangguan Hao's shoulder on the way to Haoran Sect.

Shangguan Hao sighed and quickened his pace, but in a moment, he had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.

did not stop, Shangguan Hao carried Lin Yun on the mountain road, jumped, each jump can climb dozens of meters, the steep mountain road is no different from the flat ground for Shangguan Hao, but a few breaths of time, Shangguan Hao climbed to the top of the mountain, took Lin Yun to the Qingyun Palace, and asked the next person to carry Lin Yun to the guest room, so that he could take care of it.

There were four people sitting in the Qingyun Palace, plus Shangguan Hao was five. These five people are the hall masters of the five halls of the Haoran Sect, and they are not only in the same cooperative relationship, but also in a competitive relationship. Among them, Shangguan Hao is not only the hall master of Qingyun Hall, but also serves as the head of the house.

The head of this Haoran Sect is not fixed, and every ten years the sect will be re-screened, and the one with the most contribution points from the five hall masters will be selected to serve as the head of the sect.

Sect contribution points, as the name suggests, are the points obtained after contributing to the sect, the higher the points, the greater the contribution to the sect, and vice versa, the lower it is.

As for the way to obtain the contribution points of the sect, there are many ways, you can also get the contribution points of the sect by handing in spirit stones, herbs, pills, demon beast materials, etc.; you can also get the contribution points of the sect by carefully teaching the disciples under the hall to make the disciples cultivate and improve; in addition, you can get a lot of contribution points by letting the disciples participate in various competitions, whether it is a competition between various halls in the sect, or a competition between the sect and other sects, as long as you can get a good ranking, you can get a lot of contribution points.

The system of Haoran Sect, the contribution point of the sect, can well stimulate the cultivation enthusiasm of all the halls under the sect and accelerate the development of the sect, and a good and perfect system is an important reason why the Haoran Sect can dominate one side.

Therefore, when it comes to the outside world, the five halls of Haoran Sect: Qingyun Hall, Mingyue Hall, Zixing Hall, Lian Qi Hall, and Baixue Hall are unswerving cooperative relations, but in Pingyue, the competition between these five halls is extremely fierce.

"Is that kid really the heir of that senior?" At this moment, it was the hall master of Mingyue Hall, Master Mingfeng, who was very unhappy in his heart, extremely unhappy, that stinky boy made his master and apprentice lose face in public, and now he ran back to Haoran Sect, and it seems that the head of the sect seems to have the intention of taking him into Qingyun Hall, in this way, the strength of Qingyun Hall is getting stronger and stronger, how can this be good!

"If it's not the heir of that senior, take him to that place to try. "The one who opened her mouth was a woman wearing a purple veil with a delicate face, the woman's skin was tender and smooth, if it weren't for a few faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes betraying her age, then she would still look like a ten-year-old woman.

"However, if he is really the heir of that predecessor, then our Haoran Sect will really rise strongly, overpowering the other two major sects!" said a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar with an excited face, and the pure gold folding fan in his hand shook rapidly.

A small, scruffy old man was left lying on his seat, drinking sip after sip and not making a statement, as if he was not in the least interested in the hotly discussed subject.