In the back of Jadeon Hill, there were two important places. One of them was Qing Yun Sect's most important sacred place, the "Illusory Moon Cave". A thousand years ago, the extremely talented Qing Ye Patriarch had secluded himself here to comprehend the Dao. From then on, Qing Yun Sect dominated the world and led the heroes.
And after Master Qing Ye, Moon Cave became Jadeon's most sacred place, for a thousand years, only the Head could enter this place.
And the other place, was Founders Ancestral Hall.
As the name suggested, naturally it was the place to worship Jadeon's ancestors, from Jadeon who founded Jadeon to Master Qing Ye and then to the ancestors, they all had their memorial tablets in this Founders Ancestral Hall, incense burning every day. And on every important day, Jadeon, under the leadership of the Head, would solemnly worship the ancestors here, it could also be considered as an important place in Jadeon.
But other than the day of worship, this place was extremely deserted. When Lin JingYu led the four Evil Faction disciples away and ran into this place, he saw in the vast open space, a grand and imposing hall stood erect, four corner eaves, glazed tile roof, antique door plate and red pillars, as if in this piece of tranquility it was narrating the history of the past.
Bursts of light smoke, from the deep and somewhat dark hall, looking from the outside, the inside was dotted with candles, and there were even long burning lamps swaying slightly, hanging in the air. But, other than an old man in plain clothes who was silently sweeping the floor in front of the hall, there was no one else.
At this time, hearing the hurried footsteps, the old man slowly raised his head, looked over.
Baye's heart was filled with regret, at that time he only wanted to lure the Felkin disciples away from Moon Cave, unexpectedly he mistakenly entered Founders Ancestral Hall, here worshiped the ancestors' memorial tablets, if it was destroyed by the Felkin disciples, he really could not absolve himself of the guilt even if he died ten thousand times!
Thinking of this, Baye suddenly stopped, Dragon Slayer sword in front of him, turned and faced the fake ShangGuan Ce and the others who were chasing him.
At this time, in the distant forest, there were suddenly startled birds, a burst of noise.
Baye was startled, looking at the direction where Shaw Danon was, he could not help but worry, but after all he knew that it was a great enemy in front of him, he forced himself to calm down, focused his attention and prepared himself, secretly decided that even if he died here today, he would not let these Felkin thieves step into Founders Ancestral Hall.
Dragon Slayer sword seemed to have spiritual energy, shining with green light, contrasting with its owner's face, extremely determined.
The old man sweeping the floor in front of Founders Ancestral Hall saw the Dragon Slayer sword in Baye's hand, his body suddenly shook.
The four Felkin disciples looked at each other and laughed, these people were obviously of high status in the Felkin disciples, obviously had a high position in Jadeon, with one look they could tell this place must be important to Jadeon.
That fake ShangGuan Ce proudly smiled and said, "Little brat, I see that your aptitude is not bad, now that Qing Yun Sect is at a dead end, why don't you join my sect, I guarantee that you will be successful in the future!"
"Bah!" Lin JingYu felt a wave of disgust in his heart. He sneered and ignored him.
That fake ShangGuan Ce surprisingly was not angry, he coldly laughed and said, "Fine, since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!" After speaking, he signaled with his eyes, the other three black-attired men immediately attacked.
Lin JingYu clenched his teeth tightly, the Dragon Slayer Sword rippled with jade-green waves, held horizontally in front of him. The magical weapons used by the three men in black were a yellow flying sword, a long halberd, and the strangest and most frightening one. It was a white bone sword made from several human skeletons, and it was filled with dense Yin energy.
Lin JingYu, one against three, clenched his teeth and fought bitterly, the Dragon Slayer Sword's green light crisscrossed, defending his original position, unexpectedly did not retreat, but gradually, he was still at a disadvantage.
Lin JingYu entered Jadeon Sect at a young age, his aptitude was excellent, Taoist Cang Song thought highly of him, not only did he meticulously guide him, he even passed down the Dragon Slayer Sword which had a great history to him, not knowing if it was because in this youth, he saw the shadow of that person whom he revered in the past.
And Lin JingYu indeed did not disappoint Taoist Cang Song's painstaking efforts, in just a few years, relying on his own exceptional aptitude and that deeply buried conviction to avenge his parents and loved ones, his skills advanced by leaps and bounds, in just a few years, he was already one of the best among the younger generation of disciples.
Just that no matter how diligent he was, his training was after all limited by time, he could not be too aggressive. Right now, facing the three Evil Faction disciples in black, that long halberd in front of him unceasingly smashed down, the flying sword beside him aimed for empty air and sneak attacks, what was even more troublesome was that white bone sword, the Yin energy was dense and cold, under the control of that Evil Faction disciple, it flickered in and out of sight, every time he blocked, the Yin energy attacked, he could not help but inhale a breath of cold air, his entire body trembling.
Such a bitter battle for more than ten rounds, even though Lin JingYu defended with all his might, the Dragon Slayer Sword's jade-green light, was still gradually being suppressed by those three men in black, it looked like he was about to lose, finally he could not hold on any longer and took a step back.
The fake ShangGuan Ce who was standing behind coldly laughed.
Once he took a step back, he immediately could not stop his steps, the three men in black were energized, their magical weapons all came out, Lin JingYu sweated profusely, kept on retreating, he wanted to stand still but could not.
Suddenly, that mysterious white bone sword suddenly disappeared, Lin JingYu was just about to receive the long halberd which was smashing down on his head, and then used his sword to deflect the flying sword which was sneaking up from the side, unexpectedly his leg was in pain and immediately he could not stand still, that white bone sword had unknowingly burrowed into the ground and stealthily arrived, immediately it slashed a big wound on his right leg, fresh blood dripping down.
Lin JingYu bellowed, the Dragon Slayer Sword slashed down from the air, this celestial divine weapon struck onto the white bone sword, a slight sound, the white bone sword immediately fell out, a slight crack could be seen on the sword.
The Evil Faction man who was using the white bone sword felt a heartache, quickly retrieved the white bone sword to take a closer look but by this time the other two magical weapons had already arrived, the sound of the wind was piercingly cold, Lin JingYu was in a dead end, he used the last of his strength and steered the Dragon Slayer Sword horizontally above his head.
[Rumble], a loud sound, strange lights flashed chaotically, sparks shot in all directions, not knowing where the power came from, the Dragon Slayer Sword managed to block the two magical weapons but Lin JingYu's vision also turned black but at this moment, while he was absent-minded for a moment, he suddenly saw the fake ShangGuan Ce who was standing far away, suddenly appeared in front of him, grinning hideously at him.
Lin JingYu turned pale with fright but before he could react, a piercing pain in his chest, an extremely sharp force bore straight in, in an instant all of his body protection skills were broken.
"Ah!"
Lin JingYu with a roar, his entire body flew out, blood spurted out from his mouth, he could not even hold the Dragon Slayer Sword, flipped in the air and finally with a sound, stabbed into the ground, just in front of that elderly sweeping the floor.
The jade-green light circulated and gradually dimmed.
Lin JingYu's character had always been tenacious, he looked down at his chest and saw that in the mess of blood and flesh, the real wound was only the size of a fingertip but right now a sharp energy charged straight into his body, like an indestructible fine needle, rampaging and colliding randomly, the meridians in his body were in unbearable pain, he wanted to get up again to face the enemy but unexpectedly his legs gave way and he could not stand up!
He panted heavily, the fake ShangGuan Ce and the rest instead laughed loudly, extremely pleased with themselves.
"Little fellow, how is it, I only used fifty percent of my power and I can already beat you to this state, still not surrendering quickly!"
Lin JingYu's facial muscles twitched, obviously his body was in extreme pain but the impending disaster, made him even more anxious, once he thought of the Founders Ancestral Hall behind him, he did not know where the strength came from, struggled to slowly climb up.
The Evil Faction and the rest did not stop him, only stood at the side like watching a monkey show.
That piercing pain seemed to rush up to the top of his head, Lin JingYu had not even steadied himself when he felt another bout of dizziness, he turned his head and panted heavily, desperately staggered towards the Dragon Slayer Sword in front of that elderly sweeping the floor, panting, "Elderly, it is dangerous here, quickly, quickly, quickly leave …"
That elderly looked like the person who cleaned the Founders Ancestral Hall daily in Qing Yun Sect, his face haggard, wrinkles deep, as if cut by knives. Strangely, when Lin JingYu was fighting with the Evil Faction people, he had been quietly watching at the side, did not run away and did not speak. At this moment, he glanced at Lin JingYu's chest and suddenly said indifferently:
"'Human Separation Awl'! You are the Evil Faction Chang Shen Hall assassin Zhou Yin? "
The four Evil Faction people's smiles froze, that fake ShangGuan Ce's expression suddenly turned cold, said, "Didn't expect there to be an expert here, that's right, I am Zhou Yin, who is your excellency?"
That withered old man did not answer him, he continued, "The Separation Awl was originally a rare treasure of the Evil Faction, its power was extremely great, but in the hands of a lowly person like you, it became a weapon used to plot against people, it really is a disgrace to this rare treasure!"
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