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Chapter 89

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In the air, a grey-robed elder held a metal staff in his hand. His eyes were filled with ferocity as he stared straight at Lin Muyu. Layers of invisible Qi shrouded Lin Muyu, making it impossible for her to move. This elder was even able to stay in the air for a long time as if he was a celestial being.



Lin Muyu desperately resisted the opponent's power. She raised all the fighting energy in her body to its peak, causing the white battle robe behind her to flutter in the air. Suddenly, she opened her left palm and the power of thunder emerged. She pulled the Burning Prairie Sword out of its scabbard. The moment the Burning Prairie Sword was pulled out of its scabbard, it created an air current and tore a crack in the opponent's Qi net.

"Rustle …"

Leaping nearly ten meters away from the opponent's grip, Lin Muyu felt as if all the bones in her body were about to be torn apart. She turned around and looked at the elder in the air. Her eyes were stern as she said, "You are the one who crushed Zhang Weilong's tendons?"

The person smiled. His eyes were full of calmness, as if the young man in front of him was already a dead man and would not pose any threat to him. "That's right, it's me. I am Ashen Crane. Greetings to Your Highness Qin Yin, Young Prince and Princess Xi!"

Qin Lei raised his head and looked at the sky. He tightened his grip on the Thunder Split Blade and said, "I've heard of your name, Senior Pale Crane. You're an ancestor of the empire, but why did you hurt Zhang Wei? He is an instructor of the Divine Temple, a general of the Empire! "

Cang Baihe sneered. "The Divine Marquis is the Imperial Advisor and has made countless contributions in the Battle of Liaobei. If not for the Marquis's contributions, would the Qin Family have the world today? Now that the world is at peace, a small Divine Temple instructor dares to offend the Divine Marquis Residence. Is he bullying the Divine Marquis Residence? I, Cang Baihe, am indebted to the Marquis Residence. Making an enemy of the Divine Marquis Residence is making an enemy of me! "

Qin Yin was startled. She had already guessed most of it. She leaped onto the dragon bones and stood beside Lin Muyu. The cold wind blew and the family cloak behind her gently fluttered. "Then what is the purpose of Senior's visit today?"

"Hahaha …"

The pale crane threw his head back and laughed. "There are two people who have offended the Divine Marquis Residence. One is Zhang Wei, and the other is this criminal Lin Muyu who has changed his name to Lin Zhi. Today, I will show my loyalty to the Empire. I will kill this criminal and bring his head back to Lanyan City! Your Highness, please step aside. Don't hinder this old man from killing this audacious brat. "

However, Qin Yin abruptly spread her arms, her beautiful face filled with determination. "Senior, Yu was wrongly accused for killing someone in Silver Fir City. I've already asked my royal father to pardon him, so there's no need for you to worry."

"Really?"

Cang Baihe's expression turned cold as he sneered, "Your Highness, you're the only legitimate heir of the Great Qin Empire, and you're also the future and hope of the clan. However, if … Princess Qin Yin accidentally dies in the depths of the Dragon Seeking Forest, do you think anyone would know that I'm the one who did it? If … Her Highness Qin Yin and Young Duke Qin Lei, the two heirs of the clan who have awakened the God Binding Chains, both die in the Dragon Seeking Forest, who has the highest chance to become the next emperor? "

Lin Muyu felt a chill in her heart. She held the Burning Prairie Sword horizontally in front of Qin Yin and growled, "Cang Baihe, your target is me. Don't vent your anger on Her Highness Yin!"

Qin Yin's voice was very gentle, "Yu, can't you see? The Pale Crane came here with no intention of letting any of us leave alive … "

Qin Lei gripped the Thunder Splitting Blade tightly, his eyes filled with anger, "Cang Baihe, you despicable person. Do you know what you are doing? You are betraying the Empire! "

"So what if I betray the Empire?" Cang Baihe sneered, "If the Qin Family can do it, then so can others. What's the point of saying so much? None of you will live today!"

… …

"Buzz!"

As the other party was speaking, Lin Muyu's martial soul had already been activated. The Burning Prairie Sword turned into a flash of lightning and attacked the Pale Crane's abdomen. This style was completed in the blink of an eye. It was shockingly fast!

However, the other party was a Sacred-Level expert after all. Cang Baihe raised his metal staff fearlessly and waved it suddenly. With a "bang", the staff collided and actually forced the Shocking Thunder Wild Wave's attack back. The Burning Prairie Sword spun rapidly in the air and fell into the distance.

"Go!"

Lin Muyu roared angrily. She opened her left hand and produced streaks of lightning to absorb the Burning Prairie Sword. Her right hand shook from her waist and took out four flying daggers. With a "shua shua shua" sound, she threw them out continuously. They turned into streaks of cold light. At the same time, on the other side, Qin Lei raised the Thunder Splitting Blade that was flickering with lightning and attacked. A few golden God Binding Chains wrapped around his body.

Cang Baihe landed on the dragon bones and laughed loudly. Suddenly, a fiery light rose from his body and a fiery red staff came out of his body. It was his Tool Martial Soul — — the Netherfire Staff. It was an extremely powerful second-grade Martial Soul. Holding the metal staff in one hand and the Netherfire Staff in the other, Cang Baihe laughed loudly and said, "Interesting, interesting. The Qin Family's God Binding Chains and a mediocre Green Gourd Martial Soul. I want to see how far you can struggle!"

"Peng!"

The Netherfire Staff smashed onto the wall of the gourd with a dull thud. Immediately, the Black Tortoise Shell was shattered and a heavy vibration was felt from the Dragon Scale Wall. Meanwhile, Lin Muyu grabbed the Burning Prairie Sword and leaped up without a care. She slashed down with the sword as one!

In the midst of his laughter, Cang Baihe's Netherfire Staff struck out again. A strong Dou Qi exploded and sent Lin Muyu flying with the sword. Lin Muyu had already suffered internal injuries. At the same time, the metal staff drew an arc in the air and with a "Peng", it blasted away Qin Lei's Thunder Splitting Blade. The killing intent in Cang Baihe's eyes exploded and he suddenly rushed forward!

"Pu!"

When Qin Lei lowered his head to look, he realized that the sharp end of the metal staff had already pierced into his abdomen. Fresh blood was flowing out.

"Young Prince, don't blame me!"

As he spoke, Cang Baihe's Dou Qi suddenly spat out. The sharp end of the long staff immediately swirled with streams of biting cold Dou Qi. It looked like Qin Lei's internal organs were about to be completely crushed. At this moment, a cold wind attacked from the back of his head. It was Qin Yin's sharp sword. Cang Baihe hurriedly dodged to the side. However, he did not expect Qin Yin's graceful figure to bypass his arm like a dragon. She opened her palm and the power of the golden God Binding Chains exploded in front of Cang Baihe's chest!

"Peng …"

Golden light shot out in all directions. This attack was unable to severely injure Cang Baihe because the Dou Qi protecting his body was too thick. There was a great disparity in strength between the two. No matter how strong Qin Yin's God Binding Chains were, it was unable to truly injure him.

"You're courting death!"

Cang Baihe suddenly waved the Netherfire Rod in his left hand, heavily bombarding the God Binding Chains defense in front of Qin Yin's chest. In an instant, the God Binding Chains were shattered. Qin Yin retreated several steps, her face pale as she knelt on the dragon bones. Behind her, Tang Xiaoxi's Fire Fox opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of raging flames. Cang Baihe hurriedly waved his metal staff to disperse the flames. The Seven Seas Tang Sect's Raging Flame Martial Soul was not easy to deal with.

"Jiji …"

The Fire Fox on Tang Xiaoxi's shoulder shouted crazily, as if it was facing a great enemy.

"Xiao Yin!"

Just as Tang Xiaoxi was about to rush forward, she saw Qin Yin suddenly wave her hand behind her. Dou Qi rippled out, attacking Tang Xiaoxi until she retreated several steps. She did not allow Xiao Xi to save her.

… …

On the ground, Qin Lei's abdomen had been injured, but he still held the Thunder Splitting Blade. He roused the Dou Qi in his body, causing streaks of lightning to ripple along the grass. He wanted to continue fighting with his life, but at this moment, a black shadow flashed past. With a "Puchi" sound, Cang Baihe's metal staff pierced through Qin Lei's chest, directly nailing him to a huge dragon bone.

"Quietly wait for your death, Little Prince. This is the best ending for you."

Cang Baihe laughed coldly. Carrying the Netherfire Rod, he walked step by step towards Qin Yin. His eyes carried a strong sense of pride as he laughed loudly, "Your Highness, if you did not leave the city, under the protection of hundreds of Royal Guards, who in this world could kill you? But you just had to come here to seek death. Don't blame this old man."

The Dou Qi in Qin Yin's body had already been disrupted by the Netherfire Rod. She knelt there and raised her head to look at Cang Baihe, but there was not a trace of fear on her face.

"Shua!"

Just as Cang Baihe raised the Netherfire Rod, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed from the side. It was the Burning Prairie Sword wrapped in lightning.

"Again?"

Cang Baihe suddenly knocked away the longsword, but just as the Burning Prairie Sword was spinning around, it was grabbed by a hand. Lin Muyu roared, and the indigo light of his martial soul shone brightly. The entire dragon bones were trembling, and gourd vines grew out from the dragon bones and surged towards Cang Baihe. It was the Root Entanglement skill.

His figure blended into the sword light, and the Sacred Dou Qi caused his battle robe to flutter. Lin Muyu seemed to have concentrated all his strength into the longsword, and streams of True Dragon Essence Fire surrounded the longsword. His body was in mid-air, and the longsword flipped rapidly. This was already his strongest attack — —

Dragon Flame Spiral Break!

Cang Baihe squinted his eyes. He could feel the sharpness of this move, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Good lad, you do have some skills. No wonder Old Man Lei Hong thinks so highly of you!"

As he spoke, Cang Baihe suddenly merged the Netherfire Rod into a ball of fire in front of his chest, and shouted, "Can this Imperial Sword Technique of yours break my Netherfire Shield?"

"Peng!"

The Spiral Break that Lin Muyu gathered all the strength in his body struck the opponent's Martial Soul, and the flames scattered in all directions. The collision of the Dou Qi formed an extremely cold shockwave, and the impact was so strong that it uprooted the nearby small trees, and some of the larger trees were also broken. Qin Yin knelt there, holding onto the dragon bones. She raised her head, and her beautiful eyes looked at Lin Muyu's swaying figure in the wind. Streams of blood flowed down her pure white Temple Cloak.

"Yu …"

Her eyes were filled with tears.

The Dragon Flame Spiral Break was still dispersed, and the Burning Prairie Sword was sent flying into the grass a hundred meters away. Lin Muyu didn't even have the strength to use the power of the Imperial Sword Technique to control the longsword to fly back.

"Is this your limit?"

Cang Baihe sneered, and slowly walked forward. He raised his right palm, and his fingers formed an arrow, and pierced into Lin Muyu's chest. He laughed loudly, "I will let you die a worse death than Zhang Wei, hahaha, you stinking brat …"

"Sss sss …"

Cang Baihe's fingers pierced into Lin Muyu's chest inch by inch, and hot blood flowed down, splashing onto the pale dragon bones. However, Lin Muyu still stood there, not moving an inch.

"Why didn't you dodge?" Cang Baihe sneered.

Lin Muyu's eyes were clear, and because of the pain, her voice trembled slightly, "Her Highness came to the dragon tomb for me. If you must kill her, then kill me first. Don't let me see her die for me with my own eyes."

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