Before Lin Jiusheng could speak, the old man got up from the stool and walked in front of him.
"Does this little friend know?" the old man said softly, and an invisible pressure was pressing towards Lin Jiusheng while he was speaking.
Feeling this invisible pressure, Lin Jiusheng frowned slightly, his face turned a little ugly.
This invisible sense of oppression proves that this old man is extraordinary.
"What do I know? Or what does the senior want to ask?" Lin Jiusheng said calmly.
Seeing Lin Jiusheng's relaxed appearance, the old man was a little surprised.
Regarding his yang pressure, the old man is very confident in his heart, and few people in the younger generation can bear it.
Of course, in addition to the five big families and the geniuses of the Maoshan School.
The old man quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed it at Lin Jiusheng's wrist.
Qing Qiuxue made a sudden move, trying to stop it, but found that the speed of the old man was much faster than her.
"What do you want to do!" Qing Qiuxue scolded in a deep voice.
"The old man is just a temptation and will not kill him." The old man said softly.
Qing Qiuxue wanted to make a move, but found that a yang energy also enveloped her, instantly making her unable to move.
"Spiritual Cultivation Realm!" Qing Qiuxue said in her heart, and she can be firmly controlled, except for the spiritual cultivation realm, no one else can do it.
The old man touched Lin Jiusheng's pulse, nodded unexpectedly, and murmured to himself: "No wonder I was forced by my yang pressure, but I was still very calm, I didn't expect to reach the realm of Tianyin."
"What! Tianyin realm!" The disciples of the five major families were full of astonishment.
They were all frightened, it turned out to be in the realm of Tianyin.
They are no strangers to Lin Jiusheng. When they first came into contact, Lin Jiusheng was only in the realm of destiny, and now he has reached the realm of Tianyin.
This speed is so fast that they can't react a little.
The expressions of the disciples of the five great families made the old man wonder what he grasped Lin Jiusheng's wrist tighter and tighter.
"They told the old man that my young master is waiting for you. In that case, you should know where my young master is." The old man whispered.
"I don't know your young master at all, he waits for me to do a lot." Lin Jiusheng said softly.
"If you know it or not, you have to follow me." The old man pulled
Pulling Lin Jiusheng's wrist said.
Lin Jiusheng's heart became cold, and if the old man was really dragged into the palace gate, by virtue of the method of the palace gate, I am afraid that he would be tortured.
"Lin Jiusheng is my Maoshan disciple, my apprentice of Qing Qiuxue, how can you say that you took it away." Qing Qiuxue scolded, a yang energy gushing out of her, freeing herself from the oppression that the old man had brought .
With a sound of "Om", the sharp edge of the fast sword was revealed, and the tip of the sword approached the old man, and the sharp tip of the sword revealed a sharp sword aura.
Feeling this sword aura, the head of Maoshan sent a trembled heart. This is the core swordsmanship of the Maoshan school, the nine swords of Tianling.
It seemed that Qing Qiuxue had already reached the realm of a large level. It was heard that she wanted to use the Nine Spiritual Swords to break through the realm of spiritual cultivation, but now it seems to be true.
A sword stabbed at the old man, the old man showed a sneer, raised his hand, and slapped Qing Qiuxue's sword.
With a "ding", Qing Qiuxue was pushed a few steps by this force.
Being able to pick her up with bare hands, the strength of the old man in front of him is unfathomable.
Qing Qiuxue snorted, stabbing one step at a time, and the tip of the sword pierced the old man's heart.
The tip of the sword is like a poisonous snake, stabs the old man quickly.
Facing this sword, the old man did not dare to take it, his body took a step back, and a long sword was drawn out.
Blocking the long sword in front of his chest, only heard the sound of "jingle", the sword was obviously blocked by the block.
Suddenly, the old man slapped him over, and this slap shot a lot of palm shadows unexpectedly.
"Oops." Lin Jiusheng felt a little nervous when he saw this. Obviously, the gap between Qing Qiuxue and the old man was too great, and he was not the old man's opponent at all.
For him, Qing Qiuxue did this step, which was already pretty good.
In contrast, the head of the Maoshan faction does not plan to make a move at all.
It seems that the Maoshan faction does not dare to offend the palace gate people.
This old man is certainly not low in the palace gate.
With a slap on the chest, Qing Qiuxue stepped back a few steps, her face turned pale, she gritted her teeth, and a trace of blood came out from the corners of her mouth.
The old man obviously didn't want to let it go, and continued to rush towards Qing Qiuxue's throat. With the strength of the spiritual realm, it was not difficult to squeeze his throat.
At this critical moment, Lin Jiusheng still wanted to help, but he hadn't waited for him to call out.
Head Sun scolded: "Stop it."
The old man accepted it, and said quietly: "Don't hinder my palace gate."
Lin Jiusheng supported Qing Qiuxue's back and was very grateful for Qing Qiuxue.
It has been extremely difficult to do this for him.
"Head, please help my apprentice." Qing Qiuxue gritted her teeth.
The head of Sun's face was very embarrassed, and he sighed and said in Qing Qiuxue's ear: "Qing Qiu, do you know who the old man in front of you is? He is the great guardian of the palace, and his strength has reached the late stage of spiritual cultivation. We Maoshan faction No one is his opponent. If you are interested, you should give Lin Jiusheng to him."
"Fart! If you leave it to him, there is only one dead end." Qing Qiuxue said coldly.
If it is really handed over to the palace gate, his life will definitely be gone.
So it can't be handed in.
Lin Jiusheng clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and looked at the Maoshan school disciples behind him. These disciples looked at him with a little disgust, wishing him to fall into the hands of the palace disciples.
The palace gate is very low-key in the arena, but no school has ever said that it can't work.
Now that the shot is the late stage of the spiritual cultivation realm, it is just one step away from entering the legendary Yuanxiu realm.
With the strength of this person, if you really want to destroy the Maoshan faction, I am afraid it will be easy.
Lin Jiusheng knew in his heart that he was just a dispensable figure in the Maoshan faction. If he was handed over, the Maoshan faction would be safe and naturally willing to do this kind of thing.
"I'm not involved!" Lin Jiusheng put Qing Qiuxue on the stool and asked her to do it well.
"Standing behind me." Qing Qiuxue gritted her teeth.
Hearing these words, Lin Jiusheng's heart warmed. He is a man and shouldn't hide behind a woman. He only hates that he is not strong. If he is strong, he can be afraid of these guys.
"Hey!" Seeing Lin Jiusheng stand up, Huang Tian sighed. Among the five family disciples, Huang Tian had the deepest contact with Lin Jiusheng.
For him, he knows a little bit about him. Now he has broken through the Sky Yin Realm. If he is given some time to break through to the Spiritual Cultivation Realm, he will be one of the masters in the world.
But now he was asked to go by the palace gate. The palace gate's methods of torture were notorious. If he were to be pulled in, the chances of survival were very slim.
"It's a pity! Otherwise, I will grow up and be no weaker than the younger generation." Huang Tian sighed.
(End of this chapter)