The towering towers are the core area of ​​the Yin clan and the residence of important members of the Yin clan.

A sword that was as thin as a cicada wing was held by a pretty girl and respectfully presented to Yin Jiyou. As the girl's movements, the sword bounced slightly, and a blue light on the blade jumped faintly, creating a thin halo ripples, which was enough to highlight how flexible the sword was.

The handsome face was like a young man in twenty years, and his eyes were as gloomy as a poisonous snake. Yin Jiyou, who was covered with a layer of yin energy, held the hilt of the sword in his back hand and waved the sword casually. A tall red-haired strong man standing behind him snorted in a muffled voice, pulled out a metal pillar of one foot thick from his side, and hit the sword's edge with a heavy blow.

It sounded crisp like cutting fruit. A solid alloy pillar a foot thick was cut off by the thin long sword. A piece of pillar fell heavily to the ground, making a dull loud noise. The section of the alloy pillar was as smooth as a mirror, and Yin Jiyou did not feel any resistance on the sword edge. It can be seen that it is really easy for this sword edge to cut off the metal pillar.

"Good sword!" Yin Jiyou nodded in satisfaction.

"It's just too expensive!" The strong red-haired man widened his green eyes and muttered in a muffled voice: "That old guy, too greedy!"

Gui? Yin Jiyou sneered a few times, but was too lazy to explain more to his confidant behind him. Although he had been conquering him for nearly a hundred years, in Yin Jiyou's heart, the red-haired man Wuer was just a violent thug, just his slave, and a member of countless vassals of the Yin clan. There was no need to explain many things to him!

In the Eastern Cultivation World, the top magic weapon forged by Huo Lu Xiu, the elder of the Sword Crown Sect, how can the value of such a magic weapon be judged by "precious"? For his son and for his own bloodline, Yin Ji'ai is willing to pay no matter how much the price he pays.

Shaking his head and laughed a few times, Yin Jiyou waved to Ur, indicating that he would not have to follow him. With this powerful weapon that had not yet come and named it urgently, and with a satisfied and show-off smile, Yin Jiyou slowly walked out of the small courtyard where he lived and walked towards the Zhizi Palace.

He was going to find his son, his pride, Yin Xuejiao, the youngest star warrior in history in Zhizi Hall! He wanted to give this precious sword as a gift to Yin Xuejiao in front of so many deacons and so many children in Zhizi Hall!

He wants his son to be the object of envy of those children. His son Yin Jiyou should have been the pride of heaven that everyone is paying attention to! This sword, tailor-made for Yin Xuejiao, will accompany Yin Xuejiao's growth and become his powerful support.

At the same time, he also wants those children to know and those deacons understand his Yin Jiyou's strength and connections!

Only he can get such a magic weapon from the Eastern cultivation world. No matter how much the price it costs, only he can get such a treasure! Even his brother, his competitor, that damn guy, would not be able to do this!

Those kids, those deacons, and the people behind them, especially those behind them, should be able to understand their meaning after seeing this sword! This is not an ordinary sword, it is a huge bargaining chip, a bargaining chip that wins the hearts of the family!

"Bloody, do it beautifully!" He walked towards the Chizi Hall with his steps lightly, and Yin Ji'u's sinister gaze became much warmer. This is his son, his pride! He just turned fourteen and broke through to become a star warrior! This is an unprecedented record in the family. His son's brilliant achievements are enough to increase Yin Ji'u's influence in the family a lot!

Although several young men also broke through to become star warriors last night, they were 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 continued until Yin Jiyou came to the entrance of the hall where his son was attending class. Along the way, Yin Jiyou smiled and saluted all the deacons in the children's hall. He had never been so kind, so many deacons were stunned.

But as soon as Yin Jiyou arrived at the entrance of the hall where Yin Xuejiao was, he saw Yin Xuege burst out and cut through half of Yin Xuejiao's neck with an extremely cruel sword! Blood gushed out like a fountain, Yin Xuejiao screamed and fell to the ground with a twitching body. Blood flowed out of his neck and accumulated a pool on the ground.

Half of his neck was cut open, and a huge amount of blood was lost in an instant. Yin Xuejiao could not suck the blood in the wound back into his body like Yin Xuege. This was not an ordinary flesh injury, but his head was almost cut off. With such injuries, even if Yin Xuejiao had the perverted recovery unique to the blood demon, he had to lie on the bed and recuperate for at least a month before he could fully recover!

"evil creature!"

The cold blood rushed into Yin Jiyou's mind, and his eyes suddenly turned into blood. He roared in anger and rushed into the hall without forgetting everything. He ignored his son, but slapped Yin Xuege with a palm.

A scent of blood suddenly filled the hall, and the hearts of the children in the hall beating violently, and the blood in their bodies was flowing wildly in their bodies without control. Their eyes were red, and blood sucked into their eyes, turning their eyes into abnormal scarlet.

Yin Jiyou's palm turned red, and a faint blood mist enveloped his palm. In his palm, a strange demon talisman flashed with a dazzling red light. As the demon talisman shone, the blood flow rate in the children's bodies increased faster and faster. They could all hear the "rattle" sound of their blood rubbing against the blood vessels.

Nearly a hundred children sprayed blood almost at the same time, and all the blood quickly gathered towards Yin Ji'u's palm. Yin Ji'u's bloody palm swallowed the flying blood mist like a black hole, and then slapped Yin Xuege's back with a palm.

Yin Xue Ge burst out and severely injured Yin Xue Jiao with one sword. But he never dreamed that Yin Xue Jiao's father, Yin Jiyou, who held real power in the clan, would attack him directly regardless of his identity! What's even more incredible is that Yin Jiyou actually attacked Yin Xue Ge, a eleven-year-old child from behind!

Yin Jiyou, who was nearly two hundred years old, blatantly used the blood demon secret technique and sneaked into Yin Xuege behind his back!

"So shameless!" Even Yin Jiying, who was also malicious about Yin Xuege, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw Yin Jiyou's actions. But soon Yin Jiying's eyes flashed and then screamed heart-wrenchingly.

"Second brother, this is Zhizi Hall, and there are its own rules here!"

With Yin Jiying's scream, there was a muffled sound in the hall. Yin Xuege opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood. His thin body was slapped dozens of meters away by Yin Jiyou's palm. A clear handprint appeared on the clothes on his back, and countless pieces of clothing fell off, revealing a huge blood-colored palm mark on Yin Xuege's back.

The singer Yin Xue fell to the ground with his long sword "Dang Cang", and a strange cold air rushed into his body, pressing his internal organs like a juicer, pressing his heart and blood vessels, and pressing every part of his body. He spitted blood in big mouthfuls, and the blood was spraying out like cheap spring water. Soon nearly half of the blood in his body had already sprayed out.

Then Yin Xuege could no longer spit out even a mouthful of blood. Starting from the back of his palm, the cold breath began to freeze his body. His heart was cold, and the speed of beating suddenly dropped dozens of times. His blood vessels shrank rapidly under the erosion of the cold breath, and soon the blood vessels shrank as small as hair. His internal organs twitched violently, bringing him the pain that almost made him die.

An unprecedented pain came. Even though he had been practicing for several years in the Zhizi Palace, even if he had been cut open by a soft sword countless times, Yin Xuege never felt such pain!

This kind of empty pain seems to be crushed by a big stone mill!

At the same time, Yin Xuege could also feel that Yin Jiyou's palm had broken all the bones on his back. These bone fragments rubbed and crushed each other under the urging of the cold air. The nearby nerves and meridians made a "crank" tense sound. Such pain made Yin Xuege's eyes turn black.

He wanted to fall into a coma so that he could get rid of such pain, but the cold breath frozen his soul and kept him awake at all times.

The blood demon body of the Yin clan has strong recovery power, but after being hit by Yin Ji'ai, Yin Xuege's body seemed to be sealed in ice, and all his self-healing abilities were frozen. He could not move or speak, he could only lie stiffly on the ground, helplessly enduring pain.

"Crime!" Yin Jiyou's body 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 key to the Yin people is the heart. Once the heart ruptures, they will surely die!

Yin Jiying, who was rushing over, suddenly stopped. Yin Jiying was still shouting the so-called "the rules of the Zizi Palace", but when he saw Yin Jiyou being angry and trying to kill Yin Xuege, Yin Jiying immediately stopped and closed his mouth tightly.

"Kill him, kill this little bastard!" Yin Jiying was so excited that she was trembling all over. Kill Yin Xuege, kill him! Yin Jiyou, aren't you bullying in the Yin family, calling the wind and rain, wanting to compete for power and profit with your elder brother? Then kill Yin Xuege! Kill him! Yin Jiying was very curious. If Yin Jiyou really killed Yin Xuege, what would those sleeping and seclusion elders do?

This is a shame to the family! Yin Xue Ge, that is the guy who has brought endless shame and huge trouble to the Yin clan!

And what about Yin Jiyou? His power in the Yin clan is very popular. Can he kill Yin Xuege? Do he dare to kill Yin Xuege?

The black long sword was silent and pierced Yin Xuege's heart without any light and shadow. A flash of blood, and the long sword pierced Yin Xuege's clothes, pierced into his flesh, passed between his two ribs, and was about to touch his heart!

But Yin Jiyou suddenly raised his head and looked at Yin Jiying who was standing still.

Cold sweat quickly surged from Yin Ji'u's back heart. Yin Ji'u suddenly thought of Yin Xuege's mother! His wrist froze, and the tip of the sword almost stopped against Yin Xuege's heart. After a brief stagnation, Yin Ji'u slowly pulled out the long sword, looked down at Yin Xuege coldly, kicked him up against the ground and slid out.

Yin Xuege sprayed out a mouthful of blood again, his body twitched violently, and the red palm print on his back emitted a cold air. The terrible pain made him feel uneasy. The kick that Yin Jiwei added to him didn't feel anything at all.

There was a silence in the Chizi Hall. Yin Jiying looked at Yin Xuege lying on the ground with regret, the second child, why did he stop?

The young men lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Yin Ji'ai, whose yin energy surged like a demon. Accompanied by the sound of low footsteps, Yin Ji'ai slowly walked to Yin Xuejiao's side. After all, they were children of the Yin clan. Although half of their necks had been cut open, Yin Xuejiao's wound had stopped bleeding, and the incision tended to heal slowly.

"Remember this sword today!" Yin Jiyou lowered his head and looked down at his severely injured son.

"I originally thought that you would be proud of your father! Therefore, for my father, I specially entrusted my old friends from the East to forge this magic weapon for you!"

Shaking his head regretfully, Yin Jiyou stuffed the sword in his hand into the sleeve of the robe, and the four-foot-two-inch sword disappeared. He sighed with regret, and then put his hands in his sleeves at the same time: "Three months later, the Yin clan's annual martial arts ceremony. If you can finally win, this sword will still be yours!"

He glanced at his son who was embarrassed. At this time, Yin Jiyou really wanted to kill him!

Originally, he wanted to come to Zhizi Palace and use the reasons for Yin Xuejiao's breakthrough to show off his connections, power, show off his excellent bloodlines, etc. But Yin Xuejiao, who broke through to become a star warrior, was defeated by Yin Xue singer who was three years younger than him and had not yet made a breakthrough. How could Yin Jiyou feel?

"Remember, three months!" Yin Jirei looked at Yin Xuejiao coldly and ruthlessly: "Three months later, if you are still so incompetent!"

Three months later, what would happen if Yin Xuejiao was still so incompetent? Yin Jiyou didn't say it. But Yin Xuejiao's face, which had become pale due to excessive blood loss, became even more transparent at this moment. He looked at his father in horror and fear, and he knew what kind of person his father was! So, he shivered with fear.

At this moment, a series of rapid footsteps came.

A man who was nine points similar to Yin Jiyou, who was equally handsome, evil and cold all over his body, led dozens of Yin clan members to enter the hall. As soon as the man entered the hall, he scolded him sternly.

"Second brother, the Chizi Hall has the rules of Chizi Hall. This is a key place for family training children and inheriting bloodlines. Are you not afraid of family rules when you come here to make trouble?" Before Yin Jiyou spoke, a huge crime was detained.

Yin Jiyou's face turned cold, and a rich blood-colored mist surged out of his body, and a blood-colored flame appeared behind him. He looked at Yin Jihuang, who was also Yin Jiyou's elder brother, and Yin Jiyou sneered in a sarcasm.

"Brother is such a coincidence? On weekdays, you never step into the Chitto Hall!"

Yin Jihuang walked to Yin Jiyou step by step with his hands behind his back. He looked at Yin Xuejiao who was struggling to stand up while covering his neck, and then looked at Yin Xuege, who was lying in the corner of the hall and could not move, with a bloody handprint behind him, and suddenly grinned.

"It just happened to be passed by. I heard that my second brother was here to teach the younger generation a lesson, so I was curious to come in and take a look."

The two brothers stared at each other for a while, and Yin Jihuang suddenly stretched out his hand and gently patted Yin Xuejiao on the shoulder.

"Xuejiao, you are the youngest genius in the Yin clan's history to break through to the Star Warrior! Uncle is very curious. Who can hurt you to this extent in the Zhizi Hall? Could it be that you were careless and missed?"

Yin Xuejiao's face was hard to see for a moment. He looked at Yin Jihuang and then his father. He was angry, but he did not dare to express anything. He could only lower his head respectfully and listen to Yin Jihuang's sarcasm obediently.

Yin Jiyou was even more angry. He glanced at his son and stomped his feet heavily. He ignored Yin Jihuang. Yin Jiyou turned into a black shadow and suddenly rushed out of the hall.

Yin Jihuang smiled strangely, and then his face suddenly became extremely cold again. He looked at Yin Jiying who was standing aside and said calmly: "Let them solve the problem of children by themselves. Let's not mix too much!"

He snorted coldly and threw his sleeves heavily. Yin Jihuang held his head up and said no more words, and walked out of the Chizi Palace.

Yin Jiying let out a heavy breath and grinned mockingly. Let the children solve the problem themselves? This is nice. If it weren't Yin Xuejiao who was beaten today, but someone else, I'm afraid Yin Jihuang wouldn't have said such words, right?

Yin Hong's tongue licked his lips, and Yin Jiying said in a dark voice: "So, continue the actual combat class? Yin Xuejiao fought against Yin Xuege, Yin Xuejiao was defeated, Yin Xuege won, I will record it in your grade list?"

Yin Xuejiao covered his neck without saying a word, but his face changed in a burst of blue and white, the blood in his eyes flashed, and his eyes were resentful and terrifying, just like a poisonous snake that was being stepped on with its tail and was about to devour people crazy.

Yin Xuege did not make any sound, and he did not move at all.

He lay in the corner of the hall like a dead body, quietly enduring the endless pain in his body.

One pair of children after another began to fight, and Yin Xuege was lying there, and no one paid attention to him. It was not until the end of the actual combat class that Yin Jiying attracted an old blood servant and sent Yin Xuege back to his residence.

He lay stiffly on the simple bed in the small building, Yin Xuege did not make any sound.

Until the night ended, the blood mist barrier was revoked, and a ray of moonlight shone through the window and shone on Yin Xuege.

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