Chapter 219
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Smoke filled the air outside the Lin Palace, and a large number of Rui Lin Army soldiers gathered outside the Lin Palace, and facing them, were ten men from the Qing Yun Clan.
"I said, don't waste any more time, your puny strength is not enough. Hand over the Soul Jade, and save yourself the trouble." A disciple of the Qing Yun Clan twisted his wrist. He wore a black half finger glove on his hand, and looked at the Rui Lin Army soldier he had just sent flying with a single punch before the gates of the Lin Palace, his eyes filled with contempt.
Behind him, there were three disciples dressed in the uniform of the Qing Yun Clan, and the other six were dressed differently. They were obviously the other powerful exponents that the Qing Yun Clan had brought with them to the Qi Kingdom.
The terrified citizens gathered at the side. The chaos had continued since yesterday. The Qing Yun Clan had suddenly attacked the Lin Palace. If not for the Rui Lin Army's timely arrival, the Lin Palace would have been destroyed by the Rui Lin Army.
The Rui Lin Army soldiers gathered outside the Lin Palace numbered more than a hundred, but the Rui Lin Army had been outnumbered, and they were now being suppressed by the Qing Yun Clan.
In just one day, the Rui Lin Army had lost more than a hundred men, and the ten men from the Qing Yun Clan had not suffered a single casualty.
At that moment, Jun Xian's face was tense, as he watched the chaos unfold before him. Both sides had been exchanging blows for a long time, but the Qing Yun Clan had only sent out four disciples, and the other six had been watching from the sidelines.
The four who had attacked, were all around thirty years of age, and all of them possessed the green spirit and above.
The Qing Yun Clan had been very concerned about the Soul Jade, and none of the disciples they had sent were to be trifled with.
"Father, let me." Jun Qing, who had been sitting in a wheelchair, pretending to be crippled, could no longer suppress the rage in his heart. He had seen his own men, who were like his brothers, being beaten up and wounded by the Qing Yun Clan, and the rage and indignation in his heart had made him unable to sit still.
The Qing Yun Clan had gone too far!
Jun Xian did not say a word, and his gaze turned to the men standing behind the Qing Yun Clan disciples.
Among the six, the youngest was over fifty years old, and some of them were even older than Jun Xian. They had not made a move, not because of their advanced age, but because the Qing Yun Clan disciples were more than enough to handle the situation, and there was no need for them to make a move.
Jun Xian was certain that none of these six people were weaker than him!
Jun Xian had attained the green spirit, and if he joined forces with the Bone Corroding White Owl against the disciples of the Qing Yun Clan, they might stand a chance, but …..
Those six people, were not people that Jun Qing would be able to handle.
Jun Xian did not allow Jun Qing to join the fray. It was not that he did not value the lives of the Rui Lin Army soldiers, but he knew very well that once either Jun Qing or himself joined the fray, the other six men would not just stand by and watch.
According to Jun Xian's calculations, the weakest of the six was at the early stage of the blue spirit. If they were to strike, the Lin Palace would be bathed in blood!
"What? Are you still unwilling to give up? " The man wearing the black gloves lifted his chin up arrogantly. The gloves on his fists were his ring spirits. With the help of his ring spirits, he could kill a lion with a single punch. The soldiers would not be able to withstand a single punch from him!
"A puny little Lin Palace, do not even think of going against the Qing Yun Clan. If you continue to be so obstinate, we will not show you any mercy." The disciples of the Qing Yun Clan were getting impatient after a whole day of pestering.
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