Ye Junlin will never show mercy to those who want to put him to death. This was the case in the past and it is still the case now.
Ye Junlin held the 'Red Flame Sword' in his left hand and walked towards Murong Mingcheng step by step...
The sharp sword tip crossed the ground, leaving a thin white line in an instant. On that thin line, the crimson flame slowly burned, spreading past 'Murong Mingcheng' bit by bit.
.
"You...what are you going to do?" Murong Mingcheng swallowed a 'Qi Recovery Pill' and asked nervously, knowingly.
"What do you think?" Ye Junlin replied coldly.
Murong Mingcheng was horrified. He knew that the young man in front of him was definitely not just talking, because the aura exuding from the young man was definitely a genuine murderous aura.
"Hey, I am the second elder of Ziyunhai, and the sect leader is my father!" Murong Mingcheng said, with a hint of crying in his voice.
"Oh!" Ye Junlin responded, his face calm and he held the 'Red Flame Sword' tighter.
"Hey, hey!" Due to excessive nervousness, Murong Mingcheng was so frightened that he couldn't speak. He could only keep shouting at Ye Junlin.
"It's useless to scream." Ye Junlin said coldly, waving his sword, and suddenly rushed forward.
"stop!"
Just when Ye Junlin's sword was about to hit Murong Mingcheng's body, someone behind him suddenly shouted loudly.
Ye Junlin's eyes flashed, and without any pause, he continued to swing the 'Red Flame Sword' in his hand.
He would not give up until Murong Mingcheng was killed.
"Golden Dragon Shield Technique!"
Behind Ye Junlin, the golden profound energy was like a giant dragon, and instantly came to Ye Junlin, forming a huge golden shield, protecting Murong Mingcheng.
Ye Junlin was fearless, and the giant sword in his hand slashed violently at the golden shield.
"boom!"
In an instant, the golden shield was chopped into pieces by the 'Red Flame Sword'. The colorful profound energy and the golden profound energy collided together, and a violent explosion spread out. The powerful impact force,
Ye Junlin and Murong Mingcheng were so shocked that they both retreated.
After Ye Junlin stepped back more than ten steps, he suddenly stood still and stopped. But Murong Mingcheng was not so lucky. He was blown away dozens of meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground.
on the ground.
The impact of the explosion left several obvious marks on his body. Yin Hong's blood flowed from his legs, arms, chest, and forehead...
"Brother!"
Seeing the situation, the man behind Ye Junlin jumped in front of Murong Mingcheng instantly like a golden lightning bolt.
"Is it okay, big brother!"
The man gave Murong Mingcheng a healing pill and asked eagerly.
"It's... not bad." There seemed to be a hint of embarrassment on Murong Mingcheng's face.
Ye Junlin looked at this middle-aged man with a surprised expression.
I saw that this middle-aged man had grown up quite similar to Murong Ming, but he was a little more kind-hearted than Murong Mingcheng. There was a unicorn embroidered on his black brocade clothes, which seemed to indicate his extraordinary status.
The middle-aged man's name is 'Murong Mingyu', and he is the younger brother of Murong Mingcheng, the second son of Murong Yelun, and the fifth elder of 'Ziyunhai'. He is a kind-hearted and magnanimous person, and is rarely seen
Bad thoughts.
Ye Junlin stared at Murong Mingyu's face, and the murderous aura in his body obviously weakened a bit.
"He just wanted to kill me." Ye Junlin's words were cold.
"I'm sorry. I apologize to you on behalf of my elder brother." Murong Mingyu said sincerely.
For some reason, Ye Junlin, who was originally angry and murderous, suddenly calmed down.
Perhaps some people are born with such a quality that makes people trustworthy and calm.
"I forgive him. But you have to compensate me for something." Ye Junlin is not a loser.
"Okay." Murong Mingyu answered simply: "What do you want?"
"I want his 'physical skills' and the 'defense skills' you just used." Ye Junlin said very calmly, as if the two things he wanted were as loose as carrots and cabbage.
usually.
"Don't go too far. If you kill Elder Jinwu, I, Ziyunhai, will definitely kill you!" Murong Mingcheng seemed to have returned to his usual arrogance and arrogance, and he shouted with great anger.
"Boom!"
On Ye Junlin's 'Red Flame Sword', a sword energy passed through the air, and instantly made a harsh sound.
"You can try." Ye Junlin's eyes once again overflowed with murderous intent.
"Brother!" Murong Mingyu stopped Murong Mingcheng, who was still getting angry, and looked thoughtful.
"Okay! I promise you." Murong Mingyu bit his lip hard, as if he had made an extremely heavy decision.
"I believe you." Ye Junlin answered simply.
At this moment, several powerful auras came from the direction of the ‘East Lai Hall’.
Then, a dozen figures fell in front of Ye Junlin. Judging from the fluctuations of profound energy emanating from their bodies, it seemed that the weakest among these people were high-level profound practitioners.
Almost all the powerful people in the ‘Purple Cloud Sea’ gathered here.
The leader is an old man. The old man seems to be very old. His hair and beard have turned silver-white. He is wearing a golden brocade robe with a dragon flying in the clouds and mist embroidered on it.
The old man is the sect leader of the 'Purple Cloud Sea', Murong Ye Lun is undoubtedly the leader.
Murong Yelun's eyes fell behind Ye Junlin, on his two sons.
When Murong Yelun saw the scarred Murong Mingcheng, there seemed to be a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
"What's going on?" Murong Yelun asked.
"Sect Master, quickly, kill this kid." Murong Mingcheng did not change his stubbornness.
"Huh?" Murong Yelun looked stern, as if he had thought of something.
"Are you Ye Junlin?" Murong Yelun asked.
"Reporting to the sect leader, disciple Ye Junlin." Although Ye Junlin was very angry, he answered politely.
"You are so brave, you dare to kill the outer hall master and then run away!" Murong Yelun said, the profound energy in his body surged: "Tell me! What is the purpose of your coming back this time!"
The strong pressure actually suppressed half of Ye Junlin's head.
"I'm afraid this old guy has reached another level!" Ye Junlin thought to himself.
"I don't understand what the sect master is talking about!" Ye Junlin said through gritted teeth, resisting the pressure.
Among the crowd, a familiar face of Ye Junlin came out and he said: "Sect Master, I think there must be something fishy at this time. Please investigate carefully before making a decision."
The person who spoke was undoubtedly Guan Ping.
I saw him standing in front of Murong Yelun, bowing and saying: "I think this matter needs to be discussed in the long run."
"Hmph!" Murong Yelun snorted coldly and said angrily: "Gather the elders together and go to the main hall to discuss matters!"
After Murong Yelun finished speaking, he led everyone to the Donglai Hall.
Guan Ping helped Ye Junlin up, his face full of excitement: "Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you."
After Guan Ping finished speaking, he led Ye Junlin towards the main hall.
Not far away, Murong Mingcheng's eyes were shining with a strange light...