Hearing the executioner's shout, the two soldiers who were watching Lin Yi hurriedly ran over.

One of them had raised his sheathed waist knife and smashed it into the crook of Lin Yi's leg.

The other stretched out his hands and was about to fall to the ground. The executioner, spitting at the palm of his hand, raised the ghost-headed knife—

In the distance, Mon San's face was expressionless, and his eyes were gloomy as he looked at the bloody execution ground. This Lin died as soon as he died, but the imperial court clearly didn't take the Tianlong faction seriously. He couldn't swallow this breath.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned, this Lin Yi is going to die like this, his face darkened!

Mu Qing'er and Senior Sister Xu snuggled tightly together, it was not unheard of to kill people, but this kind of crazy scene on the execution ground was suffocating and difficult to hold onto! What's more, it was someone they knew who was killed, and the two couldn't help but turn their faces away.

Yuan Qing and Yuan Feng sighed, their faces depressed. The brothers couldn't believe that Lin Yi, who was a superb martial artist, died like this? But the situation in front of them made people unbelievable. Looking at the surging crowd, these two people were also on fire, and their luck and internal strength squeezed the people around them into a wolf howl.

Jinke, who was hiding in the crowd, cried and mourned. Senior Brother Lin, who saved his life several times, was about to be beheaded, and there was inexplicable sadness in his eyes!

Ji Tang and Luo Rong stood together, and the two looked at Lin Yi, who was about to die, and their faces were not good-looking. The thoughts of the two of them were similar to those of Monshan, and they couldn't imagine that the Tianlong faction, which was the only one in the rivers and lakes, would come to the capital and be nothing.

Yao Zi and several other disciples didn't care about Lin Yi's life or death. It's rare to see so many people, and such a lively scene makes people involuntarily feel in it, and they also want to shout along with these people.

Everyone was looking at Lin Yi and the young man who was isolated at the crossroads. Two wolf-like soldiers had rushed forward, their scabbards smashing into the crook of his leg.

The next moment, Lin Yi's blood gushed out, and his body was in a different place.

At this time, Lin Yi did not succumb as everyone imagined. He slammed his legs apart and stood, sending the scabbard empty. The soldier was so weak that he stumbled and almost fell.

Lin raised his eyebrows, the shackles on his body clanged, and as soon as he turned around, the hands of another soldier just touched his shoulders and fell out like a lightning strike.

The executioners in the back widened their eyes, and the onlookers also closed their mouths in an instant, and the officials in charge of the beheading stood up in shock, and the people of the Tianlong Sect were also stunned.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lin Yi would resist.

Lin Yi's body only moved slightly, making it difficult for the two sturdy soldiers to get close. The soldier with the scabbard in his hand raised his head in shock, but saw that the death row prisoner was coldly curling the corners of his mouth and raising the shackles in his hand at him—

"Stop——!"

A loud shout was like a bell roaring, exploding over the crossroads, shaking everyone's ears. Everyone's hearts were palpitating. In an instant, at the crossroads, there was no sound.

Lin Yi's expression changed slightly, he forcibly endured the murderous intent in his heart, put away the shackles that were smashed, and followed the sound. I saw the soldiers at the corner of the street line up the crowded crowd, and then walked in a group of people. An old Taoist priest in a black robe and white beard walked alone in front, followed by four young Taoist priests, with dozens of soldiers, carrying an unkempt prisoner.

The old Taoist priest has a white beard and white eyebrows, fluttering clothes, and the appearance of fairy wind and bones. His eyes were like electricity, and he looked coldly at the young man who was about to commit murder at the execution ground.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, I didn't see how fast the old Taoist priest's steps were, but as if his feet didn't touch the ground, he floated on the huge square, and just gasped, he arrived in front of Lin Yi.

The officials under the canopy swarmed out and bowed down from afar: "I've seen a real person protecting the country!"

The old Taoist's eyes flickered, staring at Lin Yi tightly. For those officials, he just flicked the sleeves of his robe, which was regarded as a salute to everyone.

The officials did not dare to speak out, and stood honestly aside, smiling one by one. Even the emperor is afraid of the real people who protect the country, how can these officials not be afraid!

Lin Yi looked at the sudden old Taoist priest, and his heart was also excited. Before he could shout, he felt a divine sense sweep across the execution ground.

The situation was pressing, Lin Yi was busy secretly hiding the aura around him, and he still wanted to kill the two soldiers. Now, there is no need to endure it anymore. But the rash appearance of this old Taoist priest, as well as the identity of the real protector of the country, couldn't help but make him secretly frightened.

Lin Yi put down the shackles he had raised and quietly looked at the comer.

Around the old Taoist priest's body, there was a layer of fluorescence that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye flickering slightly, much like when Lin Yi was cultivating to the second layer. Could it be that this old man is also a second-level Qi cultivator? It shouldn't be more than the third-level cultivator.

How many immortal cultivators are still hidden in this big business country?

Lin's pupils shrank, and his heart skipped a big beat. He had never faced an immortal cultivator directly, and he was inevitably jealous in his heart. No matter what the other party's cultivation is, it is still worrying.

At this time, Lin Yi did not have the slightest confidence in the face of fellow cultivators.

The old Taoist priest held the silver beard in his hand, his expression was solemn, and he looked up and down at Lin Yi.

The other party's divine consciousness swept over his whole body unscrupulously, and Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he was patient.

After a while, the old Taoist priest's expression was relieved. When he first arrived at the execution ground, his divine sense swept through the crowd, and naturally Lin Yi in the scene was indispensable. I was surprised to see him struggling to death. This reckless person is not afraid of heaven and earth, and his struggle is in vain, and he will inevitably die in the end.

Since he came to the execution ground in person, he couldn't let this young man mess around, otherwise it wouldn't end well. But when the divine consciousness swept over the person, the old Taoist's heart also jumped inexplicably, and a familiar aura appeared in his divine consciousness.

After drinking the young man's recklessness, the old Taoist priest couldn't wait to come to Lin Yi, and probed him carefully, and found that this young man was just a mortal body with strong blood and energy, and there was no such familiar aura fluctuation on his body.

Only then did the old Taoist priest put his mind at ease, looked at Lin Yihun's appearance of not being afraid of death, and snorted coldly: "Be bold, young people don't know how thick the sky is!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi suddenly felt that the invisible ropes instantly trapped his hands and feet, but this strength was not very strong, and he thought that he could dodge it.

Under the rapid turn of his mind, Lin Yi stood still honestly, wisps of thin whirlwind, turning into invisible restraints. He let out an "oops" and fell to the ground, unable to move his hands and feet.

The officials standing on the side, Lian Forsythia pointed in admiration. The onlookers also let out an exclamation of amazement.

The old Taoist priest looked cold and arrogant, his eyes squinted, and he said in a deep voice: "It's just a little punishment for you, get up!" As he spoke, his slender fingers pointed in the air, and Lin Yi's hands and feet suddenly relaxed.

Lin Yi slowly got up, he honestly raised his hands with shackles, and said, "Thank you Immortal Chief's men for their mercy!"

The old Taoist snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to Lin Yi, but with a wave of his hand, several soldiers escorted a prisoner up. The officials didn't know why, and their faces were full of surprise.

"The murderer is someone else, and he has been arrested by the real person. The emperor's decree is to behead the real murderer! This Lin Yi, let it go!" After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he took the four disciples and turned to leave. The officials bowed down and said they obeyed.

"Whoop——!

There was a lot of noise, and the onlookers were talking. This young man seems to have been wronged, the real person who protects the country is extremely prestigious in the capital, and his old man is a living immortal, and he personally captured the real murderer, so this matter naturally cannot be faked. The execution ground kills the head, and it can also give birth to twists and turns, it's really lively today!

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