The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

This Daoist, whom Lin Jinghong called Senior Brother Shen, was the first disciple of the Wuji Dao Sect, and also the senior brother of his second brother Lin Jing.

His name is Shen Qingyuan, his cultivation base is very high, he is jealous of evil, and has always treated Lin Jinghong as his own brother.

Shen Qingyuan Yujian stood in the mid-air, he was taking his disciples down the mountain for a tour, he passed by this place by accident, and was entrusted by the Nanyang royal family to come here to capture the evil Taoist Luo Suxuan.

Suddenly he heard someone calling him "Senior Brother Shen", Shen Qingyuan followed the source of the voice and saw Lin Jinghong waving to him.

Immediately flying to the ground, Shen Qingyuan said in shock: "Jinghong, why are you here?"

When Xiao Jing saw the dense sword shadows in the sky, his face began to turn pale. The inexplicable suffocation made him break out in a cold sweat.

He saw with his own eyes that Lin Jinghong was as happy as a happy oriole, dragging a broken arm, and plunged into Shen Qingyuan's arms.

And Shen Qingyuan also raised his arms to hug him, and whispered Jinghong in a low voice.

Lin Jinghong said with joy on his face: "Senior brother Shen! You've come!"

Senior Brother Shen, what an affectionate title.

Xiao Jing felt that he was about to be unable to breathe, as if there was an invisible hand tightly grasping his heart.

Where he couldn't see, his heart was torn into pieces.

Xiao Jing didn't know what was wrong with him, his ears were buzzing, and his eyes were dark and white for a while, he subconsciously grabbed Lin Jinghong's severed arm.

It seemed vaguely that Lin Jinghong said, "Senior Brother Shen, if you come one step late, I might die here."

Then Shen Qingyuan reprimanded lightly: "Don't talk nonsense! I am here today, and no one can touch you!"

Xiao Jing walked forward in a daze, her eyes fixed on Shen Qingyuan's face.

One step, two steps, three steps... Very close, already very close, so close that Xiaojing could clearly see the sword blade in Shen Qingyuan's hand, emitting a sharp light blue light.

His tall figure appeared extremely clear and tall in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Shen Qingyuan also noticed him, his eyes fell on the severed arm, his brows were all frowned, and he asked: "You made Jinghong's arm?"

Xiaojing would not lie, nor would he lie, it was his fault, he would admit it, and nodded immediately.

Shen Qingyuan sneered and said, "You are so courageous!"

Seeing this, Lin Jinghong took a step forward and said, "Senior Brother Shen, it's a broken arm anyway..."

Senior Brother Shen, Senior Brother, what an affectionate title.

Xiaojing's mouth was bitter, and his lips were trembling all the time.

He wanted to say sorry first, because it was indeed he who tore Lin Jinghong's arm off.

Then, he wanted to ask, can Lin Jinghong continue to use this arm?

If not, Xiaojing is willing to take responsibility for the mistakes he made.

Even if he had to pay Lin Jinghong an arm.

But the words are on the lips, and there is no time to say them in the future.

puff-

A piercing sound came very clearly.

The sound was too close, really too close, so close that Xiaojing could almost hear the sound of his own bones being broken by the blade.

He couldn't hear anything, and he couldn't see the faces of everyone in front of him.

Looking down, there was a long sword across his chest.

Xiao Jing dare to swear to God, he really didn't do anything.

He just wanted to return Lin Jinghong's broken arm, and he didn't even have any weapons in his hands, nor any magic power.

But Shen Qingyuan still pierced his chest with a sword without saying a word.

Xiaojing froze for a moment, but said nothing.

I just feel that the pain and strength of the blade piercing him are too familiar.

Lin Jinghong looked at the scene in disbelief, and froze on the spot. It took him a long time to recover, and he was so angry that he jumped to his feet: "Shen Qingyuan! Who told you to kill Xiaojing? Who told you to kill Xiaojing?" His? Who asked you to kill him?!"

"Xiao Jing?"

Shen Qingyuan frowned, and looked at the young man in front of him indifferently, with a completely unfamiliar face, no matter what, he couldn't match the Lin Jing in his memory, so he drew his sword casually.

Regardless of the blood splashing everywhere, and regardless of Xiaojing's whole body limp like noodles, he fell on his back to the ground.

Shen Qingyuan said indifferently: "Can anyone be named Xiaojing now? Jinghong, when I came here I heard that this young man is in the same group as Luo Suxuan, besides, he still hurts If you don't, you're damned."

"You fart!!!"

Under Lin Jinghong's rage, he was so anxious that he even cursed, completely forgetting that the Shen Qingyuan in front of him was the second elder brother's fellow apprentice, and also the senior Shen who had taken good care of him all these years.

"Xiao Jing is just an ordinary person! Who told you to kill him?!"

Lin Jinghong was out of breath, rushed over to help Xiaojing up, and almost cried as soon as the words came out: "Xiaojing, don't die, I want to take you home!"

But before his hand touched Xiaojing half a minute, a sharp force came from his side.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Shen Qingyuan raised his sword to block the sword energy, grabbed Lin Jinghong's wrist with one hand, and protected him in his arms. The two spiritual forces collided, and there was a loud bang.

He was also forced by the overflowing energy to take several steps back before he could barely stop.

"Xiao Jing!"

Luo Suxuan's eyes were shattered, looking at Xiaojing who collapsed on the ground with a big hole in his chest and covered in blood, dense blood spots soon covered his eyeballs.

"I want...I want to kill you...by a thousand knives!"

Almost every word was squeezed out between the teeth, Luo Suxuan exuded a strange evil spirit, and carefully hugged Xiaojing in his arms.

"Xiaojing, I was wrong. I shouldn't have kept you and Lin Jinghong together, and I shouldn't have kept you with me all the time! Xiaojing, bear with me, I will save you, I will definitely save you!"

Xiao Jing didn't say anything, and amazingly, he didn't feel any pain, but he just felt light and weak.

Seeing Luo Suxuan's abnormal expression, Xiaojing even smiled at him, and said in a low voice: "Luo Suxuan, take me away, okay?"

"Okay, but before that, I want to pierce seventeen or eight bloody holes in their bodies!"

Luo Suxuan took out a blood coagulation pill from his sleeve, and quickly stuffed it into Xiaojing's mouth.

Then he tied Xiaojing to his back with a spirit rope.

Holding the mahogany sword in his hands, Luo Suxuan stood up slowly, the bamboo green clothes on his body were rattling, and his whole body exuded a strange evil spirit.

"I don't care who you are, you dare to hurt Xiaojing, today, you are dead!"

Luo Suxuan didn't care whether Shen Qingyuan was Lin Jing's fellow senior brother, or whether Lin Jinghong was Lin Jing's twin brother.

The only thing he knows is that, except for him, no matter who dares to hurt Xiaojing, then everyone will die!

Luo Suxuan clenched the mahogany sword tightly with his right hand, and twisted the blade tightly with his left hand, blood spattered immediately.

Then he saw that the mahogany sword was split inch by inch, disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into a bright sword blade that exuded black air all over.

With a fierce sword, he slashed at the two people in front of him.

"Jinghong! Get out of the way!"

Shen Qingyuan pushed Lin Jinghong away, raised his sword to block it, and made a loud "clang", the radiated energy caused the earthquake under his feet to crack several gullies.

Never expected that an evil way with no background and no sect could have such an unfathomable cultivation base!

Shen Qingyuan knew that he had miscalculated, he never expected Luo Suxuan to be so powerful.

The irresistible evil spirit, like destroying the dead, swept in the countless corpses and monks around, and turned into blood foam all over the sky in an instant.

"Senior Brother Shen!"

Lin Jinghong was blinded by the gust of wind, and could only barely hug a pillar so as not to be drawn into the gust of wind and twisted into a puddle of mud.

"The disciples of the Wuji Dao Sect are nothing more than that! To do something like this to a mortal, it can be seen that as a Taoist orthodox Taoist, he has no so-called compassion!"

"Since your master can't control you well, then Luo will replace the commander today and teach you a lesson!"

Luo Suxuan sneered and waved his sword.

Shen Qingyuan flew upside down and hit the wall heavily.

He fell to the ground with another slap, and before he could get up, Luo Suxuan stepped on the back of his neck.

Luo Suxuan stared at him condescendingly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and the raised sword blade glowed bloodthirsty.

"I'll let you know today what it's like to be against me!"

Luo Suxuan mercilessly pierced Shen Qingyuan's right shoulder blade with a sword.

You can almost hear the sound of bones breaking.

Shen Qingyuan was in unbearable pain, he clenched his teeth tightly and did not cry out, Luo Suxuan was not polite to him, saying that he would poke seventeen or eight holes in his body.

It is necessary to poke seventeen or eight blood holes, so as to barely quell Luo Suxuan's anger.

It was only when the third sword stabbed close to the heart that Lin Jinghong came to his senses, and with a flying pounce, he landed on Shen Qingyuan's back.

Lin Jinghong raised his hand to block it, the blade in Luo Suxuan's hand directly pierced his palm, and then nailed into Shen Qingyuan's body.