"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Qin Tianhao's mouth, and his hard body leaned softly against the stone pillar.

Everyone present was stunned, the Third Highness was actually no match for Lin Tian, which was completely unexpected by them. They had expected to see a lion fight against a rabbit, but His Royal Highness was so badly injured.

"It's serious!" this is the current thought in their hearts, and this matter must not be good.

Qin Tianhao clutched his chest, his spirit was a little sluggish, the shattering of Qin Yuandao's knife not only caused a lot of damage to his spirit body, but also hurt his soul body, without more than three months of careful recuperation, he would definitely not be able to recover.

"Hahaha, Lin Tian, you're in trouble. Not only you, but anyone sent by Qingyun should not want to go back easily! Ahem!" Qin Tianhao said grimly, is this because he has suffered such a serious injury since he was a child, or is it in front of the public, his face has been completely lost.

As soon as Qin Tianhao's words fell, Qin Mu and the main figures of the various sects hurriedly entered the main hall.

Qin Mu saw that his son was lying on the ground with a serious injury, but Lin Tian stood there as if nothing had happened, his face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly.

Qin Mu had heard of Qin Tianhao's conspiracy, so he deliberately dragged the head of the Qingyun Sect over there, thinking that Qin Tianhao would easily deal with Lin Tian, but he didn't expect this ending to be the other way around.

"Rubbish!" Qin Mu scolded a little angrily when he saw the Third Highness who was being helped up by Wang Yifei.

Qin Mu turned around and faced the people of the Qingyun Sect and ordered, "Except for the Qingyun Sect, the people of the other sects have withdrawn from the main hall!"

Although the people of the other sects wanted to continue to watch the show, they knew that Qin Mu was angry and coerced there, and they didn't dare to disobey, the heads of each sect quickly left Qin Xiao Hall with their own people, and soon, only Qin Mu, Qin Tianhao, and the Qingyun Sect were left in the spacious hall.

"Very good, the Qingyun Sect really doesn't take my royal family seriously! Not only did the disciple steal my son's jade pendant, but he also seriously injured my son!" Qin Mu glanced at Lin Tian, then stared at the head of the Qingyun Sect and said angrily.

"King Qin, there must be some misunderstanding in this. Lin Tian's affairs, I am willing to bear it with all my might!" replied with a frown.

Lin Tian turned his head and said to the master: "Master, today's matter has nothing to do with the Qingyun Sect. It's just that it's just weird, the royal family can't see geniuses, and it's also strange that these three highnesses have the name of geniuses, and they can't compete with me, a talented and high-level cultivator!"

"Lin Tian, you ......" Qin Tianhao was suddenly angry by Lin Tian's words, he was furious, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, holding back to prevent the blood from spitting out, looking very uncomfortable.

"Smack... Syllable... Smack..."

Qin Mu applauded, and said with a cruel smile: "I didn't expect that at your young age, not only did you cultivate in order to attain it, but also the corners of your mouth were very powerful! You must know that it is easy to make a mistake if you say too much! You Lin Tian's life, I want it!"

Qin Mu didn't care about his identity and status at all, and as soon as his words fell, he appeared in front of Lin Tian in an instant, and slapped his palm on his chest. The disparity in cultivation was huge, one was a ground-level consummation, and a one-level high-level, Lin Tian almost watched this palm hit his chest but couldn't make any reaction.

Fortunately, the head of the sect was close to Lin Tian, and in a panic, he slapped Qin Mu's head, forcing Qin Mu to give up on Lin Tian and turn around and slap the head of the Qingyun Sect. Otherwise, Lin Tian would have died, and he would have been seriously injured.

The palm of the head was not light, and he suffered internal injuries, after all, he was only at the middle level of the ground, on the contrary, Qin Mu didn't seem to have anything at all.

"Hmph, Chen Xu, it seems that you are impatient!" Qin Mu said.

The head of the sect slowly transferred the vitality to the palm of his hand, and the pain was slightly relieved, and he said with some contempt: "King Qin, you are a strong man with a perfect earth-level level, and you still use the means of sneak attack on a high-level junior, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed when you say it?"

"Hahaha, as long as I leave you here tonight, where will you be ridiculed? People will only think that the Qingyun Sect will kill the Qingyun Sect in a fit of rage. Chen Xu, you have lived for so many years, don't you know that this ending will always be the winner?" King Qin said with a smile.

"Nanhua, wait a minute, I'll hold Qin Mu back, you lead them to take the opportunity to escape from Xianyang, and one of them can live!" the head said to Nanhua.

"Father, I'm going to stay and deal with Qin Mu with you!" Nanhua said with some pain.

"Stupid! you will only give one more life if you stay!" Nanyin, they need you!" the boss scolded.

Nanhua knew the stakes in this, and nodded painfully, as the leader of the younger generation, he had to do this, he had to be responsible for other people's lives. It's something more important than staying.

"Let's go!"

The head roared, the vitality in the body was running to the limit, a light purple vitality color appeared around him, and a long sword appeared in the palm of his hand, the sword body was one meter six, and he stepped on the ground with one foot, and the Xuanli stone was trampled and flew up, like a sharp arrow off the string, stabbing towards Qin Mu straight forward.

This long sword is Chen Xu's spirit body, also known as the Rising Sun Sword, which is famous for its sharpness.

"Ridiculous! Send to death!" Qin Mu said with some disdain, his palm was slightly sunken, and Qin Yuan's knife suddenly appeared in his hand, slashing towards the rapidly coming Rising Sun Sword.

"Lin Tian, hurry up!" Nan Hua saw Lin Tian standing there motionless, and shouted heartbreakingly.

"Senior Brother Nanhua, you go first. I'm fine!" Lin Tian said to Nan Hua, immersed in his own world again.

"It's close, it's close..."

Lin Tian's face was flushed, and the small flames in his body seemed to be stimulated, and he was very irritable. With the small flame as the central point, the vitality gathered sharply towards the central point under the continuous guidance of the suppressive force, like a tornado, and this eye of the wind was Lin Tian's spirit body.

This is also what Lin Tiangang has just figured out, only in this way can he condense the vitality in his body into a point, detonate it in an instant, and instantly gain strength beyond his own level. As for how much strength he could increase in an instant, he didn't know, after all, this was his first attempt.

"Third Highness, this Lin Tian stood there motionless, could he be thinking of some trick to deal with King Qin?" Wang Yifei said as he supported His Third Highness at the edge of the main hall.

Qin Tianhao's face was still a little pale, his eyes were cold and vicious, and he said, "Hmph, in the face of absolute strength, any tricks are useless! This Lin Tian will die today!"

"Bang..."

Qin Mu's Qin Yuan Sword was too domineering, Chen Xu's Rising Sun Sword was suppressed everywhere, and within ten moves, Chen Xu was knocked down in the air and fell to the ground fiercely.

"It's still a little close, hurry, hurry..."Lin Tian kept shouting in his heart, he had never been so urgent, the green tendons all over his body burst out, his hair gradually stood up under the drive of vitality, and his pitch-black hair color gradually became a little orange-red.