Tall buildings stand tall. This is the core area of the Yin clan and the residence of important members of the Yin clan.
A black sword, four feet and two inches long, no more than a finger wide, and as thin as a cicada's wings was held by a pretty girl and presented to Yin Jihan respectfully. Following the girl's movements, the sword bounced slightly, and a line of cyan light on the blade danced faintly, creating a thin ripple of light, which was enough to highlight how flexible the sword was.
With a handsome face like a young man in his twenties, Yin Jihan's eyes as sinister as a poisonous snake, and a layer of sinister aura covering his whole body, he held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and waved the long sword casually. A tall, red-haired man standing behind him snorted angrily, pulled out a one-foot-thick metal pillar from his side, and struck the sword's edge with a heavy blow.
With a crisp sound like cutting fruit, the one-foot-thick solid alloy pillar was cut off by the thin long sword. A section of the pillar fell heavily to the ground, making a dull loud noise. The cut surface of the alloy pillar was as smooth as a mirror, and Yin Jihan did not feel any resistance on the sword's edge, which showed that it was really easy for the sword's edge to cut through the metal pillar.
"What a sword!" Yin Jihan nodded with satisfaction.
"It's just too expensive!" The red-haired man's green eyes widened and he muttered angrily: "That old guy is too greedy!"
expensive? Yin Jihan sneered a few times, but was too lazy to explain to his confidant behind him. Although he has conquered his confidants for nearly a hundred years, in Yin Jizhen's heart, the red-haired Han Ur is just a violent thug, his slave, and a member of the Yin family's countless vassals. There is no need to tell him about many things. He explains!
In the Eastern cultivation world, Huo Luxiu, the elder of the Sword Forging Sect, personally forged a top-notch magical weapon. How can the value of this magical weapon be judged by 'expensive'? For the sake of his son and his own bloodline, Yin Jizhen is willing to pay no matter how much he pays.
After shaking his head and laughing a few times, Yin Jihan waved to Ur, indicating that he didn't need to follow her. With this sharp weapon that he had yet to name in a hurry, and with a satisfied and showy smile, Yin Jihan slowly walked out of the small courtyard where he lived and walked towards the Zhizi Palace.
He wants to find his son, his pride, Yin Xuejiao, the youngest Star Warrior in the history of Zongzi Palace! He wanted to give this precious sword as a gift to Yin Xuejiao in front of so many deacons and so many children in the Zhizi Palace!
He wanted to make his son the envy of those childish children. His son Yin Jizhen should have been the proud son of heaven that attracted everyone's attention! This sword, which comes from the Eastern cultivation world and is tailor-made for Yin Xuejiao, will accompany Yin Xuejiao's growth and become a powerful assistance to him.
At the same time, he also wanted to let those children know and let the deacons understand his Yin Jizhen's strength and connections!
Only he can get such a magical weapon from the Eastern cultivation world. No matter how much it costs, only he can get such a treasure! Even his brother, his competitor, that damn guy couldn't do this!
Those children, those deacons, and the people behind them, especially the people behind them, after they see this sword, they should be able to understand what they mean! This is not an ordinary sword, this is a heavy bargaining chip, a bargaining chip to win the hearts and minds of the family!
"Xuejiao, well done!" Yin Jihan's eyes became much warmer as he walked briskly towards the Zongzi Palace. This is his son, his pride! Just after he turned fourteen, he broke through and became a Star Warrior! This is an unprecedented record for the family. His son's brilliant achievements are enough to increase Yin Jizhen's influence in the family!
Although there were several children who also broke through and became Star Warriors last night, they were all much older than Yin Xuejiao! In terms of age, Yin Xuejiao is the most outstanding genius in the history of the entire Yin clan!
The good mood was maintained until Yin Jihan came to the entrance of the hall where his son was attending class. Along the way, Yin Jihan smiled and saluted all the deacons of the Zhizi Hall. He had never been so kind, so many deacons were dumbfounded.
But as soon as Yin Jihan arrived at the entrance of the hall where Yin Xuejiao was, he saw Yin Xuegue rise up and cut half of Yin Xuejiao's neck with an extremely cruel sword! Blood gushed out like a fountain, and Yin Xuejiao howled miserably, twitching all over and falling to the ground. Blood gurgled out from his neck and accumulated in a pool on the ground.
Half of his neck was cut open, causing a huge amount of blood loss in an instant. Yin Xuejiao was unable to absorb all the blood from the wound back into his body like Yin Xuegue. This was no ordinary flesh wound, but his head was almost cut off. With such an injury, even if Yin Xuejiao had the unique abnormal recovery power of the blood demon, he would have to lie in bed and recuperate for at least a month before he could fully recover!
"evil creature!"
The cold blood rushed into Yin Jihan's mind, and his eyes suddenly turned a bloody color. He roared angrily and rushed into the hall forgetting everything. He ignored his son and slapped Yin Xuege hard with his palm.
The hall was suddenly filled with a compelling smell of blood. The hearts of the children in the hall were beating violently, and the blood all over their bodies was flowing crazily and uncontrollably in their bodies. Their eyes turned red, and blood rushed into their eyes, turning their eyes an abnormal scarlet color.
Yin Jihan's palm turned crimson, a faint blood mist enveloped his palm, and in his palm there was a strange magic weapon shining with dazzling red light. As this magic weapon shines, the blood flow in the children's bodies increases faster and faster, and they can all hear the sound of their own blood rubbing against their blood vessels.
Nearly a hundred children spurted blood almost at the same time, and all the blood quickly converged on Yin Jihan's palm. Yin Jizhen's bloody palm swallowed up the flying blood mist like a black hole, and then slapped Yin Xuege's back hard with his palm.
Yin Xuege rose up violently and severely wounded Yin Xuejiao with a sword. But he never dreamed that Yin Xuejiao's father, Yin Jiyan, who held real power in the clan, would directly attack him regardless of his status! What's even more incredible is that Yin Jizhen actually attacked Yin Xuege, a child who was only eleven years old, from behind!
Yin Jiyan, who was nearly two hundred years old, brazenly used the blood demon secret method to attack Yin Xuege from behind!
"How shameless!" Even Yin Jiying, who also harbored ill intentions towards Yin Xuege, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw Yin Jizhen's behavior. But soon Yin Jiying's eyes flickered, and then he screamed heartbreakingly.
"Second brother, this is the Zhizi Palace, and there are its own rules here!"
Following Yin Jiying's scream, there was a muffled sound in the hall, Yin Xuege opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, and his thin body was slapped dozens of meters away by Yin Jihan. A clear handprint appeared on the clothes on his back, and countless pieces of clothing fell off, revealing a huge bloody palm mark on Yin Xuege's back.
The Yinxue singer raised his long sword and landed with a bang, and a strange cold air blasted into his body, squeezing his internal organs like a juicer, squeezing his heart and blood vessels, and squeezing every part of his body. He vomited blood, and the blood spurted out like cheap spring water. Soon nearly half of the blood in his body had spurted out.
Then Yin Xuege could no longer spit out a mouthful of blood. Starting from the back of his palm, the cold breath began to freeze his body. His heart was ice-cold, and its beating speed suddenly dropped dozens of times; his blood vessels shrank rapidly under the erosion of the cold breath, and soon they were as small as a hair; his internal organs were convulsing violently. It brought him severe pain that almost killed him.
Unprecedented pain hit him. Even though he had gone through several years of training in the Zhizi Palace, and even though his body had been cut open by soft swords countless times, Yin Xuege had never felt such pain!
This kind of pain is empty and feels like being crushed crazily by a big stone mill!
At the same time, Yin Xuege could still feel that Yin Jiyan's palm had shattered all the bones in his back. These bone fragments were rubbing and crushing each other under the urging of the cold breath, and the nearby nerves and meridians were emitting There was a tense sound of "gurgle", and such pain made Yin Xuege's eyes turn black.
He wanted to pass out so that he could get rid of this pain, but the cold breath froze his soul and kept him awake at all times.
The blood demon body of the Yin tribe has strong recovery power, but after being hit by Yin Jiyan, Yin Xuege's body seemed to be sealed in ice, and all his self-healing abilities were frozen. He couldn't move or make a sound. He could only lie stiffly on the ground, helplessly enduring the crazy and endless pain.
"Obstacle!" Yin Jiyan's figure flashed and came to Yin Xuege like a ghost. He waved the sword in his hand and was about to stab Yin Jiying's heart. The only fatal wound of the Yin people is their heart. Once the heart ruptures, they will definitely die!
Yin Jiying's figure that was charging towards him suddenly stopped. Yin Jiying was still shouting about the so-called 'Zhizi Palace's own rules', but when he saw Yin Jiwen, he became extremely angry and wanted to kill Yin Xue. While singing, Yin Jiying immediately stopped and closed her mouth tightly.
"Kill him, kill this little bastard!" Yin Jiying was so excited that his whole body was trembling. Kill Yin Xuege, kill him! Yin Jizhen, aren't you domineering and controlling in the Yin family, trying to compete with your eldest brother for power? Then kill Yin Xuege! kill him! Yin Jiying was very curious. If Yin Jizhen really killed Yin Xuege, what would those sleeping and secluded elders do
This is a shame to the family! Yin Xuege, that guy brought endless shame and huge trouble to the Yin clan!
And what about Yin Jizhen? His power in the Yin clan is overwhelming. Can he kill Yin Xuege? Does he dare to kill Yin Xuege
The long black sword stabbed Yin Xuege's heart silently, without any light or shadow. There was a flash of blood, and the long sword pierced Yin Xuege's clothes, pierced his flesh, passed between his two ribs, and was about to touch his heart!
But Yin Jihan suddenly raised his head and took a deep look at Yin Jiying, who was standing motionless.
Cold sweat quickly poured out from the back of Yin Jihan's heart. Yin Jihan suddenly thought of Yin Xuege's mother! His wrist stiffened, and the tip of the sword stopped almost close to Yin Xuege's heart. After a brief pause, Yin Jihan slowly pulled out the long sword, looked down at Yin Xuege coldly, and kicked him so hard that he slid out on the ground.
Yin Xuege spat out a mouthful of blood again. His body twitched violently, and the red palm print on his back radiated a cold air. The terrible pain made him miserable. The kick that Yin Jihan added was a big blow to him. It feels nothing at all.
There was silence in the Zongzi Hall. Yin Jiying looked at Yin Xuege's second child lying on the ground with regret. Why did he stop
The children lowered their heads, not daring to look at Yin Jiyan, who was surrounded by yin energy and looked like a demon. Along with the low footsteps, Yin Jihan slowly came to Yin Xuejiao's side. After all, he is a descendant of the Yin tribe. Although half of his neck was cut open, Yin Xuejiao's wound has stopped bleeding, and the incision has a tendency to heal slowly.
"Remember today's sword!" Yin Jihan lowered his head, overlooking his severely injured son.
"I originally thought that you would be my father's pride! Therefore, my father specially asked my old friends from the East to forge this magic weapon for you!"
Shaking his head regretfully, Yin Jihan stuffed the sword in his hand into the sleeve of his robe, and the four-foot-two-inch long sword suddenly disappeared. He sighed as he hated iron, and then put his hands in his sleeves at the same time: "Three months later, the Yin clan's annual martial arts performance ceremony, if you can win in the end, this sword will still be yours! "
Yin Jiyan glanced at his son who had embarrassed him, and at this moment, Yin Jihan really wanted to kill him!
Originally, he wanted to come to Zhizi Palace and use Yin Xuejiao's breakthrough to show off his connections and power in front of his tribe, show off his excellent bloodline, etc. But Yin Xuejiao, who broke through and became a star warrior, actually lost to the Yin Xue singer who was three years younger than him and had not yet broken through. How could this make Yin Ji Yanqing embarrassed
"Remember, three months!" Yin Jiyan looked at Yin Xuejiao coldly and ruthlessly: "After three months, if you are still so incompetent!"
Three months later, Yin Jihan did not say what would happen if Yin Xuejiao was still so incompetent. But Yin Xuejiao's face, which had turned pale due to excessive blood loss, now became almost transparent. He looked at his father in horror and fear. He knew what kind of person his father was! So, he trembled with fear.
At this moment, a series of rapid footsteps came over.
A man who was very similar to Yin Jihan, equally handsome, equally sinister, and equally chilly, walked quickly into the hall with dozens of Yin tribesmen. As soon as the man entered the hall, he started to scold him sharply.
"Second brother, the Zhizi Palace has the rules of the Zhizi Palace. This is an important place for the family to train children and pass down the bloodline. Are you not afraid of the family law if you come here to cause trouble?" Before Yin Jihan could speak, a huge crime was slapped on his head. down.
Yin Jihan's face turned cold, and thick bloody mist surged out of his body, condensing into a bloody flame behind him. Looking coldly at Yin Jihuang, the acting head of the Yin family and Yin Jihuang's eldest brother, who led a large group of clan members into the hall, Yin Jihuan sneered sarcastically.
"What a coincidence, big brother? Normally, you never step into the Childish Hall!"
Yin Jihuang clasped his hands behind his back and walked step by step in front of Yin Jihan. He looked at Yin Xuejiao, who was struggling to stand up while holding his neck, and then at Yin Xuuge, who was lying in the corner of the hall unable to move, with a bloody handprint on his back that was particularly dazzling, and suddenly grinned.
"I just happened to pass by. I heard that the second brother is here to teach the juniors, so I came in out of curiosity to take a look."
The two brothers stared at each other for a while, before Yin Jihuang suddenly reached out and patted Yin Xuejiao's shoulder gently.
"Xuejiao, you are the youngest genius in the history of the Yin family to break through to the Star Warrior level! My uncle is very curious, who could hurt you to this extent in the Zhizi Palace? Could it be that you were careless and lost your hand? "
Yin Xuejiao's face turned extremely ugly for a moment. He looked at Yin Jihuang and then at his father. His heart was filled with anger, but he didn't dare to express it at all. He could only bow his head respectfully and listen obediently to Yin Jihuang's cynicism.
Yin Jihan was even more angry. He glanced at his son and stamped his feet heavily. Ignoring Yin Jihuang, Yin Jizhen transformed into a black shadow and suddenly rushed out of the hall.
Yin Jihuang pursed his lips and smiled strangely, and then his face suddenly turned extremely cold. He glanced at Yin Jiying who was standing aside and said calmly: "Let the children solve their own problems. We don't want to get involved too much!"
With a cold snort and a heavy thump of his sleeves, Yin Jihuang held his head high and walked out of the Zhizi Hall without saying another word.
Yin Jiying breathed out heavily and grinned sarcastically. Should we let children solve their own problems? This sounds nice. If the person who was beaten today was not Yin Xuejiao but someone else, I'm afraid Yin Jihuang wouldn't have said such a thing, right
Yin Hong's tongue licked his lips, and Yin Jiying said in a dark voice: "Then, let's continue the practical lesson? Yin Xuejiao fought against Yin Xuegue, Yin Xuejiao lost, and Yin Xuede won. I will record it for you now. Your grade book?”
Yin Xuejiao covered his neck and remained silent, but his face turned blue and white in waves, the blood in his eyes flashed, and his eyes were hateful and terrifying, just like a poisonous snake that had its tail stepped on and was about to bite people crazily.
Yin Xuege didn't make any sound, and he didn't move at all.
He lay in the corner of the hall like a dead corpse, quietly enduring the endless pain in his body.
Pair after pair of children began to fight. Yin Xuege kept lying there, and no one paid attention to him. It was not until the end of the day's practical class that Yin Jiying recruited an old blood servant and sent Yin Xuege back to his residence.
Lying stiffly on the simple bed in the small building, Yin Xuege didn't make a sound.
Until nightfall, the blood mist barrier was lifted, and a ray of moonlight shined through the window, shining on Yin Xuege.
(End of chapter)