Snowflakes are still floating on the streets of the imperial capital.

The rivalry between the two powerhouses in the Purple Mansion made the already cold air even colder.

Between heaven and earth, it suddenly became quiet. Compared with the continuous loud noise before, it was the destruction caused by the sword qi that was stirred up by the true essence.

The confrontation between the powerhouses in the Purple House Realm is quieter, but also more suffocating.

Everyone felt that things were a little unusual.

No matter how much Lin Yun made a fuss before, everyone felt regret in their hearts, because he was here to die.

No one thought that after he stopped the convoy to fight, he could still leave alive.

But right now, when the Purple Mansion Realm powerhouse appeared, the taste began to change.

Even among the top four sects in the Daqin Empire, the powerhouses of Zifu are extremely rare.

Impossible to move easily...

Once it moves, it shows a certain attitude. It is impossible for any Zifu strong person to appear alone, and there must be a strong force behind him to rely on him.

But right now, this mysterious masked man is facing the eldest prince.

For the sect, the eldest prince is not scary.

What is terrifying is the imperial power he represents, the supreme imperial power in the Daqin Empire.

If it wasn't for the fear of imperial power, High Heaven Sword Pavilion would have allowed the first prince to take Xinyan away.

Everyone began to speculate in their hearts, who is the mysterious man, and he belongs to that force, why would he dare to challenge the First Prince?

A farce that was destined to end suddenly changed.

"Interesting. I really want to know, who is this person? How dare he challenge the First Prince..."

"This Lin Yun broke into the wedding and almost swelled the face of the eldest prince. If Qin Yu didn't kill Lin Yun, he would have no face in the future. He knew that Lin Yun was the one who would kill the prince, so he dared to fight. , it's incredible."

"People from High Heaven Sword Pavilion? But people from High Heaven Sword Pavilion make a move, so there's no need to wear a mask..."

"Who is this guy!"

Endless doubts appeared in the hearts of many people, which made people feel puzzled.

For the first time, Qin Yu's expression on the carriage showed a subtle change, and it was extremely gloomy. He has always been cautious and likes to make decisions before moving, even if Lin Yun makes such a big noise, he will overturn the people killed by Shenceying and Qingxuanhui.

The killing intent in his heart has boiled, but he can remain calm.

After confirming that Lin Yun was indeed alone, he decided to kill and dispatched the masters of the Zifu beside him.

Get ready to end this farce.

But I didn't expect that a mysterious man suddenly appeared and forcibly opposed him.

Is it someone from High Heaven Sword Pavilion?

wrong....

If I forcibly robbed Xinyan, Jiange naturally had a reason to take action against me, but Xinyan herself agreed. There is no reason or excuse for High Heaven Sword Pavilion to attack me. Besides, it may not have the courage to turn against the royal family.

Who is this guy?

His eyes fell on the mysterious man, he was silent, slightly puzzled.

On the snow, the face of the gray-clothed old man looked very gloomy. He stared at the mysterious man who was blocking his way in front of him, and the man wearing a white faceless mask did not block Lin Yun directly in front of him.

Choose to be on the side and fall down lightly.

As if hanging in the air, his feet were not on the snow, leaving no traces.

His position was very clever. If he stood in front of Lin Yun, the old man would definitely not stop.

He took one step at a time, and the momentum gathered after seven steps was already very terrifying, when he really walked in front of Lin Yun. His aura will surpass his own peak, and he will have full confidence to smash the opponent, and then shoot at Lin Yun.

As long as he was given a chance to shoot, Lin Yun, who had already hit him, would surely die.

But this mysterious man stood on Lin Yun's side, impartial, just two positions. In this position, anyone who dares to kill Lin Yun will give him an excellent chance to shoot.

The other party will hand over the selected problem to himself.

If you continue to kill Lin Yun, the old man in gray will definitely get hit by his side. If you don't kill, you have to give up this great opportunity...

The powerhouse in the Zifu realm is the most cherished, so he did not want to stop, and was forced to stop.

The masters make a move, and the air and the machine confront each other.

The slightest flaw may lead to a catastrophe, resulting in an irreversible situation.

There is no other way, he can only wait, and wait to find out the other party's flaws.

But the expression and facial features of this mysterious man were all hidden on the white faceless mask, and there was really no clue.

In the invisible competition, he seemed a little irritable.

No one dared to disturb this confrontation. On the bustling street ten miles away, for a while, only the sound of wind and snow was left.

Lin Yun kicked his anger, thinking about the identity of the person beside him, some familiar, but some unfamiliar.

The most important thing is that this person has long hair and a cold temperament, and it is difficult to find a corresponding person in his memory.

The current stalemate is undoubtedly excellent for Lin Yun.

I didn't waste time, I took this opportunity to mobilize my true essence to regulate my internal injuries.

at the same time.

In the most solemn and solemn sect hall of the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, the four guardians of the law, plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, and the seven elders holding swords, all held the Xiaoyun sword.

Protector Mei stood in front of the crowd, turned his back to the crowd, and raised his eyes to look forward.

On the high wall in front, there is a portrait of the ancestor Jian Wuming, and under the portrait is a memorial tablet.

On the god table with the incense burner, there is an ancient sword, and the scabbard is engraved with intricate patterns. The sword is not sheathed, but you can vaguely sense the terrifying aura contained in it.

The name of this sword is Hanguang, and it is the existence of a treasure that transcends. The saber left by the ancestor Jian Wuming back then is the strongest sword in the Qin Dynasty today!

In history, this sword has only been drawn three times, and each time it was a time of life and death for the sword pavilion.

Only the pavilion master is qualified to draw this sword.

Protector Mei can also be pulled out. In fact, twenty years ago, Jian Xuanhe passed the position of the pavilion master to him. It's just that he hasn't quit in name, he wants to wait for him to be promoted to the Heavenly Soul Realm before he officially announces it and leaves Daqin at the same time.

In fact, if it weren't for the change ten years ago, Jian Xuanhe would not have stayed in Daqin for a long time.

"Protection Mei, it has been confirmed that Lin Yun went to the Great Qin Imperial Capital. He did not go to kill the robber Han Yang as instructed."

"The news was revealed to him by Sister Lin Yan. If the sword pavilion doesn't make a move, the First Prince will undoubtedly kill him based on the movement he makes."

"Protection, you make a decision."

Several elders holding swords looked solemn, and their eyes fell on the back of Protector Mei.

Xinyan's promise to the prince's wedding is her own decision, and Jiange has no right to intervene. But Jiange could not bear the loss of losing Lin Yun. It would be a pity to die in the hands of the eldest prince.

But if you want to protect Lin Yun, you must stand on the opposite side of the first prince, and the consequences are self-evident.

How to make a decision depends on people's hearts.

Protector Mei closed his eyes. Ten years ago, a similar decision made him make a choice.

He didn't draw his sword, and the Ye family was wiped out.

It was the pavilion owner who took action in a fit of anger and fought the Great Qin Emperor for three nights, but no one knew the result. After this battle, the Ye family was destroyed, but Xinjue and Xinyan remained in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

This is the pavilion master, who used his own strength to forcibly protect it.

Ten years later, the same decision appeared again, and it was impossible for the pavilion owner to make a move. His ambition is not in Daqin for a long time, and the sword pavilion has been decided by himself. His words can decide the life and death of tens of thousands of people up and down the sword pavilion.

For him, it is easy to draw a sword, but too difficult to retract it.

He could have imagined that after Lin Yun heard the news, he rushed to the imperial capital without looking back.

He who can say that he has no regrets for killing, will definitely not have any hesitation in his heart.

In his mind, many pictures appeared, recalling everything Lin Yun did after he appeared in High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

The young man Xiangjian Zhixin never hesitated, never hesitated, fearless in life and death, and forged ahead.

In the end, the picture was frozen at the moment when Lin Yun cut himself off from his profound veins.

Hufa Mei felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. She opened her eyes and turned around suddenly: "Elders, I have made a decision."

"I'm a sword-wielding elder, no matter what decision the guardian makes, I will swear to follow it!"

The seven sword-wielding elders said, holding the Xiaoyun sword and cupping their hands, with turbid and sharp edges in their eyes.

...

On the streets of the imperial capital where the snow was blowing, the old man in gray and the mysterious man were still confronting each other.

The stalemate made Qin Yu, the eldest prince on the carriage, gradually lose his patience, and suddenly shouted: "Liu Longfei, if you don't make a move, when will you wait!"

This sound burst out, and in this ten-mile-long street where the sound of wind and snow was heard, it suddenly burst like a thunder on the ground.

Liu Longfei!

The crowd was shocked. Liu Longfei, the commander of the Shence Camp, was also here?

boom!

Without giving everyone time to be surprised, behind the guards of Shence Camp, a terrifying aura suddenly rose into the sky.

In the air, a figure appeared out of thin air.

Silver helmet, silver armor, silver cloak, Liu Longfei wears a silver mask that covers his face, holds a long spear, looks in all directions, and dominates the world.

At the moment he appeared, the world seemed to lose its color, and only he, who was highly regarded, was strong enough to be worshipped.

When his spear danced, and the tip of the spear was aimed at Lin Yun, Lin Yun, who was running his true essence to heal his wounds.

I was horrified to find that I couldn't move, and even my heartbeat slowed down.

Time stands still, and endless panic fills my heart. This feeling is despairing.

The mysterious man with a faceless mask flashed a strange light in his eyes and rose into the air, trying to block the shot.

But as soon as he moved, the old man in gray sneered at the corner of his mouth and stepped forward.

Block it tightly in midair and don't give him any chance.

"Get out of the way!"

The mysterious man's killing intent erupted, and he shouted coldly.

"Hehe, don't think about making trouble, let this old man watch how this kid die!"

The gray-clothed old man sneered again and again, but he didn't have the slightest fear.

call out!

In the blink of an eye, Liu Longfei, who was five miles away just now, landed in front of the eldest prince's carriage.

He was so fast that the human eye couldn't catch it at all.

No one could stop the shot, not even barely seeing it.

Lin Yun's ending seems to be doomed.

Click!

But the mutation suddenly occurred, and the Xiaoyun decree on the sword pavilion disciple Li Wuyou and others in the crowd shattered at the same time. At the moment of shattering, crystal clear spiritual patterns burst out, appearing in front of Lin Yun.

In the blink of an eye, the spirit patterns flickering with streamers formed a mysterious formation.

Whoosh!

When the formation was formed, meteors streaked across the sky, dazzling, falling down with the momentum of thunder and lightning.

Bang!

It's a sword, it's Xiaoyun sword, and when this meteor falls on the vast snow, everyone can see its true face.

The seven Xiaoyun swords fell from the sky one after another, and the heaven and the earth trembled every time one fell on the ground.

Snowflakes splashed on the ground, and seven long swords trembled, standing in front of Lin Yun. Endless sword light, blooming from the sword, seems to be announcing something silently...