Towering tall buildings, this is the core area of the Yin clan and the residence of important members of the Yin clan.

A sword that was pitch black, four feet two inches long, no more than a finger wide, and as thin as a cicada's wings was held by a pretty girl, and was respectfully presented in front of Yin Jiyan. With the girl's movements, the sword flicked slightly, and a line of cyan light on the blade faintly beaten, creating a thin halo ripple, which was enough to highlight how good the flexibility of the sword was.

With a handsome face like a young man in his twenties, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, and Yin Jiyan, who was shrouded in a layer of yin qi around him, held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and waved the long sword casually. A tall red-haired man standing behind him snorted angrily, pulled out a one-foot-thick metal pillar from his side, and struck a heavy blow at the blade.

There was a crisp sound like cutting fruit, and the one-foot-thick solid alloy pillar was cut off by the slender long sword, and a piece of the pillar fell heavily to the ground, making a dull loud noise. The cut surface of the alloy pillar was as smooth as a mirror, and Yin Jiyan did not feel any resistance on the blade, which showed that it was really easy for this blade to cut off the metal pillar.

"Good sword!" Yin Jiyan nodded again and again with satisfaction.

"It's too expensive!" the red-haired man's turquoise eyes widened, and he muttered angrily, "That old fellow, too greedy!"

Yin Jiyan sneered a few times, but he didn't bother to explain more to the henchman behind him. Although he is a confidant who has been subdued for nearly a hundred years, in Yin Jiyan's heart, the red-haired man Ul is just a violent thug, just his own slave, and a member of the countless vassals of the Yin clan, and there is no need to explain many things to him!

In the Eastern Cultivation Realm, the top-level magic weapon forged by Huo Lu Xiu, the elder of the Sword Casting Sect, how could the value of this kind of divine weapon be judged by 'expensive'? For the sake of his own son and his own bloodline, Yin Jiyan was willing to pay more price.

Shaking his head and laughing a few times, Yin Jiyan waved his hand to your, signaling that he didn't have to follow him. With this sharp weapon that had not yet had time to be named, with a satisfied and ostentatious smile, Yin Jiyan slowly walked out of the small courtyard where he lived and walked in the direction of the Child's Palace.

He was going to find his son, his pride, the youngest star warrior in the history of the Child's Palace, Yin Xuejiao! He wanted to give this precious sword as a gift to Yin Xuejiao in front of so many deacons and so many children in the Child's Palace!

He wanted to make his son the object of envy of those childish children, and his son Yin Jiyan should have been the proud son of heaven in the limelight! This sword from the Eastern cultivation world and tailor-made for Yin Xuejiao would become a powerful help for him along with Yin Xuejiao's growth.

At the same time, he also wants to let those children know, let those deacons understand his strength and connections!

Only he could get such a divine weapon from the Eastern Cultivation Realm, no matter what the price was, only he could get such a treasure! Even his brother, his rival, that damn guy couldn't do it!

Those children, those deacons, and the people behind them, especially the people behind them, after they saw this sword, they should be able to understand their own meaning! This is not an ordinary sword, this is a heavy bargaining chip, a bargaining chip to win the hearts and minds of the family!

"Blood pride, well done!" The pace was brisk towards the childish hall, and Yin Jiyan's eyes became much warmer. This is his son, his pride! He has just turned fourteen years old, and he has broken through to become a star warrior! This is an unprecedented record in the family, and his son's brilliant achievements are enough to increase Yin Jiyan's influence in the family a lot!

Although there were several children who also broke through to become star warriors last night, they were all much older than Yin Xuejiao! In terms of age, Yin Xuejiao was the most outstanding genius in the history of the entire Yin clan!

Liang Haode was in a good mood until Yin Jiqing came to the door of the main hall where his son was in class, and along the way Yin Jiqing smiled and saluted all the deacons of the Zhizi Palace, he had never been so kind, so that many deacons were stunned there.

But as soon as Yin Jiyan came to the door of the main hall where Yin Xuejiao was, he saw Yin Xuejiao's song burst out, and a fierce sword cut half of Yin Xuejiao's neck! Blood gushed out like a fountain, Yin Xuejiao hissed miserably, and fell to the ground with convulsions, blood gushed out of his neck, and accumulated a puddle on the ground.

Half of his neck was cut open, and a huge amount of blood was lost in an instant, and Yin Xuejiao couldn't suck all the blood in the wound back into his body like Yin Xuege. This is not an ordinary flesh wound, but the head is almost cut off. With such an injury, even if Yin Xuejiao had the unique metamorphosis recovery power of a blood demon, he would have to lie in bed to recuperate for at least a month before he could fully recover!

"Evil Barrier!"

The cold blood rushed into Yin Jiyan's mind, and his eyes suddenly turned bloody. He let out a roar of rage, and rushed into the hall without forgetting everything. He ignored his son, and slapped it towards Yin Xuege with a palm.

The hall suddenly filled the hall with a compelling smell of blood, and the hearts of the children in the hall were beating violently, and the blood on their bodies flowed wildly uncontrollably. There was a bout of redness in front of their eyes, and blood rushed into their eyes, causing their eyeballs to turn abnormally scarlet.

Yin Jiyan's palm turned red, a faint blood mist shrouded his palm, and in the palm of his palm there was a strange demon grammar urn flashing with a dazzling red light. With the shining of this demon grammar urn, the blood flow rate in the children's bodies increased more and more, and they could all hear the 'bang-la-la' sound of their blood rubbing against the blood vessels.

Nearly a hundred children spurted blood almost at the same time, and all the blood quickly converged towards Yin Jiyan's palm. Yin Jiyan's blood-colored palm swallowed up the flying blood mist like a black hole, and then slapped it heavily on Yin Xuege's back.

Yin Xue's song broke out, and a sword hit Yin Xuejiao. But he never dreamed that Yin Xuejiao's father, Yin Jiyan, who held real power in the clan, would directly attack him regardless of his identity! What's even more incredible is that Yin Jiyun actually attacked Yin Xuege, an eleven-year-old child, from behind!

Yin Jiyan, who was close to two hundred years old, brazenly used the Blood Demon Secret Method to sneak attack Yin Blood Song behind his back!

"Really, shameless!" Even Yin Jiying, who also had malice towards Yin Xuege, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw Yin Jiyan's actions. But soon Yin Jiying's eyes flickered, and then he screamed heartbreakingly.

"Second brother, this is the Child's Palace, and here are the Emperor's Palace's own rules!"

With Yin Jiying's loud shout, there was a muffled sound in the hall, Yin Xuege opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood, and his thin body was slapped dozens of meters away by Yin Jiying's palm. A clear handprint appeared on the clothes on his back, and countless pieces of clothing fell off, revealing a huge blood-colored palm mark on Yin Xuege's back.

The bloody singer landed on his long sword, and a strange cold aura blasted into his body, squeezing his internal organs like a juicer, squeezing his heart and blood vessels, and squeezing every part of his body. He gulped out blood, which spurted out like cheap spring water, and soon nearly half of the blood in his body was spurting out.

Then Yin Xuege couldn't spew out even a mouthful of blood, starting from the back of his middle palm, and the cold aura began to freeze his body. His heart was cold, and the speed of his beating suddenly plummeted dozens of times, his blood vessels contracted rapidly under the erosion of the cold breath, and soon their blood vessels shrank to as small as a hair, and his internal organs twitched even more violently, bringing him a sharp pain that almost made him die.

Unprecedented pain struck, even after several years of tempering in the Child's Palace, even if he had been cut open by the soft sword countless times, Yin Xuege had never felt such pain!

This kind of emptiness, as if the pain of being crushed by a big stone mill crazily!

At the same time, Yin Xuege could also feel that Yin Jiyan's palm had shattered all the bones in his back, and these bone fragments rubbed and crushed each other under the urging of that cold breath, and the nearby nerves and meridians made a 'gurgling' tense sound, such pain made Yin Xuege's eyes blacken for a while.

He wanted to pass out so that he could get rid of the pain, but the cold breath froze his soul and kept him awake at all times.

The blood demon body of the Yin people has a strong recovery power, but after being hit by Yin Jiyan, Yin Xuege's body seems to be sealed in an ice cube, and all his self-healing abilities are frozen. He couldn't move, he couldn't make a sound, he could only lie stiff on the ground, helpless to bear the crazy endless pain.

"Evil Barrier!" Yin Jiyan's figure flickered, and he came to Yin Xuege's side like a ghost, and he waved the sword in his hand to stab Yin Jiying's heart. The only fatal point of the Yin people is the heart, once the heart is broken, they will definitely die!

Yin Jiying's figure that was rushing over suddenly stopped, and Yin Jiying was still shouting the so-called 'Childish Palace's own rules', but when he saw Yin Jiying's anger and attack and wanted to really kill Yin Xuege, Yin Jiying immediately stopped and closed his mouth tightly.

"Kill him, kill this little wild seed!" Yin Jiying was so excited that he trembled all over. Kill Yin Xuege, kill him! Yin Jiying, aren't you tyrannical in the Yin family, calling for wind and rain, and trying to compete with your eldest brother for power and profit? Then kill Yin Xuege! Kill him! Yin Jiying is very curious, if Yin Jiyan really kills Yin Xuege, what will those sleeping and retreating elders do?

This is a shame for the family! Yin Blood Song, that is the guy who brought endless shame and great trouble to the Yin family!

And what about Yin Jiyan? His power in the Yin clan is hot, can he kill Yin Xuege? Does he dare to kill Yin Xuege?

The black long sword was silent, stabbing at Yin Xuege's heart without any light or shadow. With a flash of blood, the long sword pierced through Yin Xuege's clothes, pierced into his flesh, and passed between his two ribs, threatening to touch his heart!

But Yin Jiyan suddenly raised his head and took a deep look at Yin Jiying, who was standing still in place.

Cold sweat quickly poured out from the back of Yin Jiqing's heart, and Yin Jiqing suddenly thought of Yin Xuege's mother! His wrist stiffened, and the tip of the sword almost stopped against Yin Xuege's heart. After a short pause, Yin Jiyan slowly pulled out his long sword, glanced down at Yin Xuege indifferently, and kicked him to the ground and slid out.

Yin Xuege spurted out a mouthful of blood again, his body twitched violently, the crimson palm print on his back exuded a cold air, the terrible pain made him feel pain, and the kick that Yin Jiyan made up for him didn't feel at all.

There was silence in the childish hall, and Yin Jiying looked at Yin Xuege lying on the ground with pity-second, why did he stop?

The children lowered their heads, not daring to look at Yin Jiyan, who was like a demon with a yin qi around them. With the sound of low footsteps, Yin Jiyan slowly came to Yin Xuejiao's side. After all, he is a child of the Yin clan, although half of his neck has been cut, but Yin Xuejiao's wound has stopped bleeding, and the incision has a tendency to heal slowly.

"Remember today's sword!" Yin Jiyan lowered his head, looking down at his badly injured son.

"I originally thought that you would be proud of your father! Therefore, my father specially entrusted an old friend from the East to forge this divine weapon for you!"

Shaking his head regretfully, Yin Jiyan stuffed the sword in his hand into the sleeve of his robe, and the four-foot-two-inch long sword suddenly disappeared. He sighed hatefully, and then put his hands in his sleeves at the same time: "Three months later, the Yin clan's annual martial arts ceremony, if you can finally win, this sword is still yours!"

glanced at his son who was embarrassed by himself, Yin Jiyan really had the intention of killing him at this time!

Originally, I wanted to come to the Child's Palace, with the help of Yin Xuejiao's breakthrough, to show off my connections and shili in front of the clansmen, to show off my excellent bloodline, and so on. But Yin Xuejiao, who broke through and became a star warrior, actually lost to the Yin Blood singer who was three years younger than him and had not yet broken through, how could this make Yin Jiyi embarrassed?

"Remember, three months!" Yin Jiyan looked at Yin Xuejiao indifferently and ruthlessly: "Three months later, if you are still so incompetent!"

Three months later, what would happen if Yin Xuejiao was still so incompetent, Yin Jiyan didn't say. But Yin Xuejiao's face, which had originally turned pale due to excessive blood loss, became almost transparent at this moment. He looked at his father with horror and fear, he knew what kind of man his father was!

At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps came.

A man who was nine points similar to Yin Jiyan, equally handsome, equally evil, and with the same cold air around him, walked into the main hall with dozens of Yin clansmen. As soon as the man entered the main hall, he scolded him sharply.

"Second brother, the Child's Palace has the rules of the Child's Palace, this is the key place for the family to train children and inherit the bloodline, you come here to make trouble, aren't you afraid of family law?"

Yin Jiyan's face turned cold, and a thick blood-colored mist poured out of his body, and a blood-colored flame loomed behind him. Coldly looking at the head of the Yin clan who broke into the hall with a large group of people, and Yin Jihuang, who was also Yin Jixuan's eldest brother, Yin Jiyan sneered again and again.

"Big brother is so coincidental, on weekdays, you never step into the child's hall!"

Yin Jihuang held his hands behind his back and walked in front of Yin Jihuang step by step. He looked at Yin Xuejiao, who was struggling to stand up with his neck covered, and then looked at Yin Xuejiao, who was lying in the corner of the main hall and couldn't move, and the bloody handprint behind him was particularly dazzling, and suddenly grinned.

"It's just a coincidence that I'm passing by, and I heard that the second brother is teaching juniors here, so I'm curious to come in and have a look. ”

The brothers stared at each other for a while, and Yin Jihuang suddenly stretched out his hand and gently patted Yin Xuejiao's shoulder.

"Blood Jiao, you are the youngest genius in the history of the Yin clan to break through to the Star Warrior! Uncle is very curious, in the Childish Palace, who can hurt you to this extent? Could it be that you were negligent for a moment and lost your hand?"

Yin Xuejiao's face was difficult to see for a while, he looked at Yin Jihuang, and then at his father, his heart was full of anger, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only bow his head respectfully and obediently listen to Yin Jihuang's cynicism.

Yin Jiyan was even more angry, he glanced at his son and stomped his foot heavily. Ignoring Yin Jihuang, Yin Jihuang turned into a black shadow and rushed out of the hall abruptly.

Yin Jihuang pursed his lips and smiled strangely, and then his face suddenly became extremely cold again. He glanced at Yin Jiying, who was standing aside, and said indifferently: "Let the children's affairs be solved by themselves." Let's not mix too much!"

Snorted coldly, slammed his sleeves heavily, Yin Jihuang held his head high, didn't say a word more, and walked out of the child's hall like this.

Yin Jiying exhaled heavily, grinning mockingly. Let them solve the children's affairs by themselves? This is a nice thing to say, if it was not Yin Xuejiao who was beaten today, but someone else, I'm afraid Yin Jihuang would not have said such a thing, right?

Yin Hong's tongue licked his lips, and Yin Jiying said in a dark voice: "So, the actual combat class continues, right? Yin Xuejiao fought against Yin Xuege, Yin Xuejiao was defeated, and Yin Xuege was victorious, I will be recorded in your score book?"

Yin Xuejiao covered his neck and didn't say a word, but his face changed pale for a while, the blood in his eyes flickered, and his eyes were grueful, like a poisonous snake that had been stepped on by someone and was about to devour people madly.

Yin Xuege didn't make any sound, and he didn't move in the slightest.

He lay in the corner of the hall like a dead body, quietly enduring the boundless pain in his body.

Pairs of children began to fight, and Yin Xuege had been lying there, and no one had bothered him. It wasn't until the end of this day's actual combat class that Yin Jiying recruited an old blood servant and sent Yin Xuege back to his residence.

Lying stiffly on the simple bed in the small building, Yin Xuege didn't make the slightest sound.

It wasn't until nightfall that the Blood Mist Barrier was revoked, and a ray of moonlight shone through the window on Yin Xuege's body.

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