Within ten meters, even if he was a Yuanying Great Cultivator, Lin Yi could control his life and death.

Killing Kendo is purely a murderous sword, showing the ultimate in kendo attack and killing, strong and domineering, and you can't resist it.

Lin Yi's killing of Xiao Ye was actually a move to kill his mouth.

Knowing that there was no fight in the Treasure Pavilion, Xiao Ye was one of the top ten masters of the Yuan Infant Period who was personally canonized by Tokugawa, and he would follow Tokugawa to fight, but Lin Yi still took out his sword and beheaded this person.

If Xiao Ye does not die, Lin Yi, Feng Qingwu, and Wuqu Xingshu are likely to die.

In Xiandao, Lin Yi showed absolute decisiveness.

It's like a different person, because he knows that only in this way can he live better and accomplish that thing.

Lin Yi's killing of Xiao Ye was not a big move, but it still alarmed the Treasure Pavilion elders outside.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The door of the Treasure Pavilion was slammed open, and a rickety old man appeared at the door, felt it slightly, and flashed directly to a corner of the Treasure Pavilion, and in the blink of an eye, he had come to Lin Yi.

Seeing Xiao Ye's cold corpse, a trace of strangeness flashed in the eyes of the Treasure Pavilion Elder, and there was a hint of anger, and he coughed lightly: "What's going on?"

At this time, the movement downstairs was too great, and many monks had already walked down from above to investigate, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but change their faces.

The sword wound on Xiao Yemei's heart was extremely obvious, and blood was still flowing at this time.

The only person on the first floor of the Treasure Pavilion who could cause this kind of sword wound was that Mu Qing, and the Treasure Pavilion Elder didn't need to make a move on a Yuan Infant Great Cultivator at all.

Although the Treasure Pavilion Elder's tone was calm, everyone could hear the suppressed anger behind it.

Lin Yi's expression was calm, and he said in a deep voice: "I just surrendered a treasure, but unexpectedly, this person secretly coveted me and made a move on me, and I, Mu Qing, am not a person who sits idly by." ”

Speaking of this, Lin Yi chuckled and said, "This person is not small, but his cultivation is really pitiful, and he was beheaded by me with a sword." ”

The Treasure Pavilion Elder said expressionlessly: "Do you know that this person is one of the top ten masters in the Yuan Infant Period, and he is the one who wants to follow the general into the palace to meet the emperor, and if you kill him, it will be equivalent to weakening the strength of my Edo Shogunate's current palace general." ”

"Hahahaha!" Lin Yi laughed and said: "A monk with this kind of combat power is embarrassed to be called one of the top ten masters of the Yuan Infant Period, and he was beheaded by me so lightly, and if he goes to the palace to be a general, it will also be a loss to the face of the Edo Shogunate, so don't go!"

Lin Yi's arrogance was fully revealed.

In fact, although Lin Yi is strong and arrogant, he secretly conforms to the customs and customs of Xiandao.

In Xiandao, the strong are respected, it is completely the rule of strength first, the more ferocious and ruthless, but the more valued by the Xiandao monks.

In Xiandao, there are not too many rules, and the Treasure Pavilion is not allowed to fight, which is not worth mentioning in the face of strong strength.

The Treasure Pavilion Elder laughed strangely and asked, "What treasure is actually worthy of your fight?"

This matter couldn't be hidden, so Lin Yi took out a broken mirror from the storage bag in full view of everyone.

It was only at this moment that Lin Yi carefully looked at the appearance of this mirror for the first time.

It's a bit reluctant to say that he's a mirror, because it's just a round stone, about the thickness of a palm.

It's okay to say it's a mirror, and it's normal to say it's a stone plate.

Because there is a circle in the middle of the stone plate, there should be another thing in it.

And there were five fist-sized pits around the stone plate, which were also empty, as if five gems had been dug up.

The whole body of the stone plate is made of an unknown material, which is very special, like stone and iron, cold to the touch, and has a rough feeling, but it is abnormally hard.

For some reason, Lin Yi suddenly felt that this stone plate seemed to have some kind of connection with him.

This feeling was fleeting, almost making Lin Yi think it was an illusion.

Seeing this stone plate, the Treasure Pavilion Elder was shocked, his eyes were bright, and he muttered to himself, "I didn't expect this thing to be taken away by you in the end." ”

Countless eyes turned to the stone plate in Lin Yi's palm, and after a moment of silence, there was a sudden burst of discussion.

"Isn't this the broken mirror that the elder spoke of?"

"Oh my God, didn't you say that only the power of the body can be subdued, why did it fall into the hands of a Jindan monk?"

"No wonder Xiao Ye will make a move on Mu Qing, it turned out to be this treasure, alas, it's a pity that Xiao Ye is not strong enough, but he was killed. ”

"Hmph, do you really think what Mu Qing said is the truth? The elders have all said that this treasure can only have a chance to suppress it, it must be Xiao Ye's hard work to deter this thing, and this Mu Qing secretly attacked successfully!"

After this monk said this, many people next to him nodded secretly, and only this situation could explain why Xiao Ye was killed by Brother Jindan.

Qiantian, the first master of the Yuan Infant Stage, took the lead, looked at Lin Yi condescendingly, and said indifferently: "Mu Qing, hand over the treasure!"

"Hehe......" Lin Yi chuckled, raised his sword eyebrows, and said coldly: "What, do you still want to make a move?"

In front of everyone's eyes, Lin Yi flipped over with his big hand and directly stuffed the stone plate into the storage bag.

Seeing this scene, Qiantiandu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous aura flashed away, and he said in a cold voice: "Mu Qing, this treasure is an immortal weapon, what are you going to do with a Jindan monk, you can't urge it, you can only make the immortal weapon dust!"

Facing the killing machine of Qiantiandu, Lin Yihun didn't care, shrugged his shoulders and said: "I am a Jindan monk now, but I can't be a Jindan for the rest of my life, and when I step into Yuanying, I will just use it." ”

"You ......"

Qiantian clenched his fists slightly, choked for a while, and his face turned slightly red with anger.

Qiantian took a deep breath, forced the murderous intent in his heart, showed a smile that looked more ugly than crying, tried his best to be friendly, and said earnestly: "Mu Daoyou, you are only Jindan consummation now, and when you step into Yuanying, I don't know how many years will pass." But if you give me this treasure, my strength will increase greatly, and I will be able to win the position of general in one fell swoop among the generals in front of the palace, and raise my Edo prestige!"

"And then?" Lin Yi asked lightly.

Qiantian raised his head and smiled, trying his best to hide the anger in his heart, and then said softly: "Since Mu Daoyou can't use this treasure in the battle of the generals in front of the palace, wouldn't it be wonderful to give it to me as a favor?"

Lin Yi sneered and said, "How old are you, how do you know that I don't need it?"

Without waiting for the dry sky to argue, Lin Yi said for a long time: "I think this plate is good as a container, you can hold some fruit on it, no matter how bad it is, I throw it into the river, and I can still hear a sound, isn't it wonderful?"

Hearing this, the onlookers couldn't hold back any longer and laughed.

No matter how good Qiantian's cultivation is, he was so angry by this sentence that his body trembled, and he staggered, almost spurting out a mouthful of old blood.

"This is special, the big killer of the Yuan Infancy, this kid actually wants to throw it into the river to listen to the sound!!"

Qiantian scolded Mu Qing's eighth ancestor in his heart, but his face was silent, and he also laughed with everyone: "Hehe, Mu Daoyou is really good at joking, and he is very funny!"

"Who is kidding you?" Lin Yi choked back with a word.

Qiantiandu's face suddenly sank, and his whole body suddenly burst out with a murderous intent, revealing a hideous face, and said in a cold voice: "Junior, you are looking for death!"