Chapter 403: The wife-protecting maniac, 'Crazy Sword Immortal' Song LinBang~bang~bang~bang~bang~ There were five muffled sounds, like the sound of thunder. Everyone on Jiuzhangyuan was stunned, staring at the five broken corpses and Song Lin, who was wearing bloody red clothes and holding the magic sword. Shock! On August 15, the battle for the flag. Jianya Xuanfeng killed six people in two rounds, which completely infuriated both sides. Just a moment. The remaining forty-three disciples of the Wanfa Palace gathered around the people from Jianya Xuanfeng. The sword is unsheathed and the magic is condensed. "What?" "Get out of my way!" "Do you really want to use your numbers to bully the few and besiege a new disciple?"

Forty people from Wudao Xuanfeng, Douzhan Xuanfeng and other four peaks arrived in an instant and formed a defense circle around Song Lin and others. Each of them had a sneer on their face, not afraid at all. "Killing my Cang clan members! Bullying my Cang clan members! Zhou Yuan will never leave alive today!" "Kill! Kill him!" "Not only will I kill him, but I will also kill the Baijian Sect that Zhou Yuan came from, and the family behind him! I will wipe out all nine of his clans!" The crowd was excited and filled with indignation. The Cangwang family, which has a noble status in Cangzhou and is respected by everyone, is actually being bullied like this! Then Cang Xingyue and Cang Xingyang are the real heirs of Prince Cang! If this blood feud is not avenged today, how can these people hold their heads up in front of the people of the world? "Stop it! Calm down!" Cang Xingyu shouted angrily. The whole place suddenly fell silent. All the descendants of the Cang clan, the true disciples of Donglin Xianya, and the countless people watching the battle below, all silently praised Cang Xingyu, the Marquis of Zhengyang, the seventh son of the King of Cangzhou. Waiting for his decision. "Zhou Yuan." Cang Xingyu stared at Song Lin with a cold look. He didn't expect today's incident to develop to this extent. Cang Xingyue hurt Xie Muxue, but she paid the price with her life! As a result, in order to retaliate, Song Lin killed five of his own men on the spot. So domineering. Donglin Xianya really doesn't take King Cang's clan seriously! "That's my explanation." Song Lin said calmly. "You--" Cang Xingyu was furious, pointing at Song Lin and was about to speak. "If you still want to explain, the remaining three Life Dan Realm cultivators can also take action. I won't be arrogant. You guys come one by one and I will kill you one by one." Song Lin said calmly. "Insanity!"

"kill him!" "If Zhou Yuan doesn't die today, I will risk my life to wipe out all your clans! Ahhhhhh!" This sentence completely angered the Cang clan members around him. It seemed that a chaotic war was about to break out. Cang Xingyu scolded him repeatedly, but it was of no use. The disciples of Prince Cang had already drawn their weapons, and those who were the true disciples of Donglin Xianya were rubbing their hands, eager to give it a try. As the supreme sect in the land of Donglin, they will never lose their prestige when they go out. "very messy!" Chen Wanwan was in the whirlpool and felt at a loss. She knew Cang Xingyue, and they even had a good relationship. But since she hurt her best sister, she deserved death. but. Why does Song Lin, who goes by the name 'Zhou Yuan', protect Sister Xiang Yu so much? Could it be that he fell in love with Sister Xiangyu's alias Xie Muxue? But he destroyed the Song family in front of her and rescinded the marriage certificate in front of everyone in the world! This is simply... a bad fate! Chen Wanwan didn't dare to imagine the scene after the identities of both parties were exposed in the future, but she was secretly looking forward to it in her heart. "Hehehe~~ Song Lin, you will be ashamed when the time comes! You broke off the engagement and fell in love with someone else. You ignored me at first, but I will make it impossible for you to reach me in the future..." While Chen Wanwan was lost in her reverie, the scene over there had become completely chaotic. Forty-nine versus forty-three. The disciples on both sides were the most outstanding people on both the immortal and mortal sides. They were arrogant and refused to admit defeat. After just a few words, some people could no longer hold back their anger and started fighting. Boom boom boom~~ Magic spells clashed with each other, the sky was filled with the flashing of swords and the shadow of sabers, and the murderous intent was overwhelming. "Disciples of Douzhan Xuanfeng, listen up and follow me into the battle!" Sun Wudi roared. Then he led nine disciples of Douzhan Xuanfeng and charged into the battle formation with great force. "The disciples of Qimen Xuanfeng will stay behind to protect all of you fellow brothers. Whoever dares to step forward will be served with magic weapons!" Chen Chaobei was surrounded by precious light, and he seemed more like an immortal of a hundred treasures than Chen Wanwan. "Sword formation." Hou Yuanxi just said this simply. Suddenly, sword lights appeared like a waterfall in the night sky. Hou Yuanxi was in the lead, and Yan Ze, Tan Shuang, Ding Zhen, Gao Pei, and Qiu Yu formed the Five Elements Sword Formation, and they shuttled through the chaotic battlefield at high speed. In just three rounds, several people fell from the sky screaming. The smell of blood became stronger. The gentle Ling Zhenzi, with the nine true disciples of Wudao Xuanfeng, cast spells without any care, showing the foundation behind the disciples of Wudao Xuanfeng. The spiritual lady Lu looked gentle, but at this moment she was like a killer on the battlefield. Her jade feet stepped on the clouds, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, and every time she attacked, an opponent would be killed or injured.

Chaos. Total chaos! Now, except for Cang Xingyu who was confronting Song Lin, Shui Qianrou who was holding Xie Muxue, and Chen Wanwan who was in a daze, everyone was engaged in a crazy fight. This blood feud was finally irreversible. "It's chaos! It's good to be chaotic! Only when there is chaos will I have a chance..." Cang Xiuyuan in the distance let out a strange low laugh. The mysterious old man who spoke before seemed to have realized something. Suddenly he glanced at him, then continued to watch the battle as if nothing had happened. "Ok?" Cang Xiuyuan turned his head in confusion, but didn't find anything unusual. "Just now...was someone looking at me?" Boom boom boom~~ The strong lightning illuminated the entire Jiuzhangyuan. Dense thunder swept across at high speed, blasting more than a dozen of Prince Cang's disciples into black bodies and causing them to scream in agony. This strike of thunder magic, launched by the ten true disciples of Wudao Xuanfeng, completely determined the outcome of the day. The remaining thirty or so Cang clan members kept retreating, and were already showing signs of defeat. More than a dozen broken, charred corpses lay on the ground, silently telling of the brutality of today's battle. One-sided and tragic! The audience on Jiuzhangyuan were already stunned. Every disciple of the Cang clan who comes from the Wanfa Palace happens to have a cultivation level slightly higher than that of the true disciples of Donglin Xianya. But when the fight really started they realized that the gap between the two sides was like heaven and earth. To become the true disciples of Donglin Xianya, each of them, regardless of their character, talent, and background, was selected from among hundreds of millions of people. They can be said to be one in a hundred million. When facing disciples of the Wanfa Palace, he can even fight against opponents of higher levels. The battle ends here. It was almost a one-sided crushing. Except for Xie Muxue who was trying to be brave, all the forty-nine people were unharmed. On the other hand, the weakest dozen disciples of the Wanfa Hall were lying on the ground, like corpses. The rest were injured, and many were missing arms and legs. "enough!" An old voice spread throughout Jiuzhangyuan. The people at Donglinxianya paused for a moment, and suddenly, in perfect harmony, they formed a formation and surrounded Song Lin and his companions.

in the sky. A bright yellow light seemed to appear out of nowhere. next moment. An old man stepped out. He was dressed in a yellow robe, had a dignified face, and his ethereal aura gave people a sense of unfathomable depth. "Meet Uncle Nine." Everyone in King Cang's faction stopped their actions one after another, with excitement on their faces. "After beating the younger ones, the older ones come." Ling Zhenzi clapped his hands, took out a jade talisman from his arms, and his expression suddenly became much more solemn. "Little friend." The old man in yellow robe turned his head instantly, stared at the jade talisman in Ling Zhenzi's hand for a moment, and said slowly: "I am not here to bully the weak. You can put away your master jade talisman." "Oh." Ling Zhenzi nodded, but his hands did not move at all. "Elder brother, who is he?" A disciple of Wudao Xuanfeng asked quietly. "Cangtian Xun, the uncle of the current Cangzhou King, is an old monster who has lived for nearly three thousand years!" Shui Qianrou was also beside Song Lin at this time, and whispered to remind him: "You have to be careful of him! This old man likes to play tricks the most. Although he really doesn't dare to attack us young people, there are more than one way to harm someone." "Ah." Song Lin nodded slightly. "This is Mr. Zhou who is from Baijian Sect." At this moment, Cangtianxun looked at Song Lin with a somewhat intriguing expression. "Senior, there is no need to guess. I am Song Lin. The name Zhou Yuan is just a nickname for me when I travel around the world." Song Lin's words fell. The whole place was in an uproar. The crazy swordsman Zhou Yuan finally publicly admitted his identity! The Flying Sword Immortal—Song Lin. Do not! Now we should call him Crazy Sword Immortal Song Lin! He dared to openly kill five Cang clan members in front of the Cang clan's territory, including two of Cang king's heirs. This directly led to the conflict between Donglin Xianya and Cang king's clan.

From Song Lin, the 'demon sword' of Sanjiang, to Song Lin, the 'crazy sword fairy' of Cangzhou, people all over the world have witnessed a short but crazy journey in the martial arts world. not far away. Xie Muxue has woken up from her coma and is staring at Song Lin's back with a strange look. "Hahaha, little friend Song is quite open-minded." Cang Tianxun seemed to feel very proud. He stroked his white beard and smiled. "Senior, you came forward tonight, do you want me to give an explanation?" Song Lin took the initiative to speak. "You killed someone from our Cang clan, so you must give an explanation." Cang Tianxun said as expected. "Okay, what do you want me to explain?" Song Lin knew that there should be an explanation tonight. After all, this is in front of the Cang clan’s main gate. They had already lost by forcing the elders of the Cang tribe to come out in person. Now they didn't want to completely break up, but wanted to save some face, so they had no choice but to resort to this last resort. Cang Tianxun smiled slightly and said, "You send three people, and we send three people. We will fight two out of three to determine the winner. Of course, little friend Song... must go on the field." "it is good!" Song Lin agreed immediately. "No!" "Junior brother, don't fall into this old guy's trap!" "He wants to kill you!" Everyone was surprised at Song Lin's concession and spoke out to stop him. Cang Tianxun was different from others, and was well-known among the Cang Clan for his shrewdness. Since he had seen Song Lin's ability and dared to make such an agreement, he must be fully confident. "My fellow disciples, Song Lin will take full responsibility for the trouble he caused. I will definitely repay you for your kindness today." Song Linchao bowed to his fellow disciples around him with a firm attitude. "it is good!" Hou Yuanxi took a step forward and stood silently beside Song Lin. Obviously, she was prepared to be the second person to leave. "Hahaha, since it was caused by my own junior brother Jianya Xuanfeng, as his senior sister, of course I have to share the responsibility." Shui Qianrou stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Song Linhou Yuanxi. "Sister Shui?" Many people couldn't help but show surprise.

Shui Qianrou. Jianya Xuanfeng was famous for being sociable, naturally good at socializing, and warm to others. But when it came to his fighting ability, no one had ever seen even a glimpse of it. In terms of cultivation alone, she was weaker than the real top masters present, only at the realm of all laws. I thought Ling Zhenzi, Chen Chaobei, Sun Wudi, and Lu Niangzi would be the third candidate to fight. I didn't expect that she would take the initiative to fight and put all the responsibility on Jianya Xuanfeng. "What, you don't believe me?" Shui Qianrou looked at Song Lin with a smile, raised her eyebrows, and snorted: "I, your senior sister, was also a well-known figure in the martial arts world. This group of chickens and dogs..." She pointed at the crowd with a look of disdain. "If it wasn't a one-on-one deal, I could take on three of them and twist their heads off with one hand." Hear the words. There was a sudden silence. "Hahahaha" then bursts of laughter broke out. It's not just people from King Cang's faction. Even among the crowd watching the battle below, many people couldn't help but laugh out loud. Song Lin, Hou Yuanxi and others are extremely talented and have amazing achievements. Shui Qianrou, a little-known Wanfa Realm cultivator, is actually going to fight alone against three powerful golden-body warriors in the Mingdan Realm? He also threatened to twist off the heads of three people with one hand? As the saying goes, 'A golden elixir is born in my belly, my life is in my own hands'! Every powerful person who can achieve the Life Pill Realm possesses at least one 'innate magical power spell'. If the difference between the Douzhan Realm and the Wanfa Realm is a qualitative change in the speed of cultivation, then the difference between the Wanfa Realm and the Mingdan Realm is a qualitative change in mana and magical powers. They were all prepared for Song Lin to lose and Hou Yuanxi to save the situation. Who would have thought that in this crucial final round, Donglin Xianya would actually send Shui Qianrou to play. Looking at the expressions of the five true disciples of Donglin, they seemed to have no objection. Could it be that they have already planned to let the Wanfa Palace win today to save some face for them? "The real drama is finally about to begin." A mysterious old man outside the field couldn't help but smile. (End of this chapter)