The cold light flashed, causing the temperature in the entire hall to drop a little, making it a little more shady.

"It seems to be not good..."

Elder Hong Sanyi frowned. The long-lost IQ seemed to be somewhat online.

If a good knife is unsheathed, it is not a gift to a hero, but it must be blood!

She prefers to be with the latter, but, who is the blood to meet?

Hong Sanyi realized that it seemed to be hers.

call!

really.

The armor-breaking knife, which was still playing with the sword, suddenly turned the blade, just in a straightforward manner, and suspended ten feet away in front of Elder Hong, and stopped.

In this case, if you can’t see the situation anymore, you will be a fool!

Elder Hong is not a fool, otherwise the elders who would not be the elders of the cabinet and would not be the ones who would raise their hands to express their opinions with Elder Hong, would not be fools...

This armor-breaking knife is probably used to kill the chicken to warn the monkey!

They have to use their blood to step onto the head of Linyu Pavilion for Zi Chen and lay a flat road!

Ignoring everyone's reactions, the armor-breaking knife moved with his heart.

Every time Ning Tianlin uttered a word, the tip of the knife was in front of an elder, shaking it in the air.

"Zi Chen, these old guys don't agree, what should I do?"

Sixteen words declared the ending of the sixteen people.

Ning Tianlin's indifferent tone seemed to be asking, but he was even giving instructions.

How to deal with it? I’ve been lit up. Is there a second way to deal with it?

The result is undoubtedly.

"Mr. Huining, it should..."

Zi Chen, who was clenched in his teeth, was making a very difficult choice.

call out!

Just as Zi Chen was hesitating, the armor-breaking knife passed by, and the position where the hilt of the knife stayed was in front of Zi Chen.

"It's more appropriate for you to do this."

The ordinary voice was like Ning Tianlin giving a trivial matter in daily life.

call!

Zi Chen let out a heavy breath, and she was almost trembling all over, frightened by the sudden appearance of the blade.

She had no strength to lift the knife hilt in front of her. This choice was really too difficult for her.

The elders had the kindness of her masters in the past, and Lord Ning had the kindness of rebirth for her, and even paved a way for her to be strong. Various choices collided violently in her mind...

When she picked up the armor-breaking knife, she was the first person in Linyu Pavilion and the absolute owner of rights and resources, but at the same time, she had to bear the reputation of harming the master.

She asked herself that she had not reached such a ruthless and unrighteous position. If she really did this, she was afraid that the matter of the Slaughter Master would become a demonic obstacle that would accompany her throughout her cultivation path.

If you don’t do this, you will probably disobey Lord Ning’s orders. From then on, you will only be a mediocre warrior.

The extreme contradictions and painful struggles made Zi Chen's pale face distorted...

Ning Tianlin didn't say anything. He was waiting for Zi Chen's choice. There was no free lunch in the world. If you want to have it, you must pay.

What's more, this kind of effort is not something that anyone can have such a chance.

There was another silence, and Zi Chen became the focus of everyone's eyes.

"escape!"

The sixteen people led by Elder Hong Sanmoe wanted to escape here quickly.

No matter whether they can escape successfully or not, it is better than waiting here to be slaughtered. This torture made them frightened.

They believed that for the sake of the Pavilion Master, Zi Chen would definitely kill them.

"Can't move!"

The sixteen people shouted in their hearts, as if they were imprisoned by an invisible force, not only could they not move, but they even said words.

Apart from the panic and horror on his face, there is no substantial difference compared to the piles of wooden people.

It's time to move, Zi Chen is going to take action!

"Crash!"

The pair of green jade hands were tightly held on the hilt of the armor-breaking knife, as if she had used all her strength.

The handle of the knife touched the shade, but Zi Chen's heart became even colder, like falling into an ice cellar.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"...

Every step Zi Chen took forward was very heavy, and his legs looked like a piece of iron tied with tens of thousands of pounds. The dull sound echoed in the hall and could not dissipate for a long time.

One step, two step, three step...

Only less than thirty steps away, Zi Chen walked nearly sixty steps away.

"Swish!"

The jade arm is bent, the armor-breaking knife lies up horizontally, and the tip of the knife points to the void.

In the hall, everyone holding their breathing, the violently beating heart was about to jump to the throat with the tip of the knife.

The tip of the knife stagnates in the void, and their moods also stagnate.

The armor-breaking knife failed to fall for a long time.

Ning Tianlin is still not in a hurry, he is waiting...

The senior officials wanted to come forward to stop him, but no one dared to speak for fear of being affected.

The lord of Zhongdu City, Kufei, closed his eyes slightly, looked at the nose, and looked at the heart, waiting for the knife to fall.

The saint of Lin Yu Pavilion, Lin Ruowen, was about to take a step, but Ning Tianlin was given a body shape.

"thump!"

Zi Chen, who was almost exhausted, knelt down stiffly. She couldn't do this!

"Mr. Ning, Zi Chen...can't do it..."

Zi Chen slowly lowered his head, swallowed heavily, and twisted toward his beautiful eyes, and burst into tears.

She tried her best, but couldn't take that step.

In these tears, there was unwillingness and regret, unwillingness to give up Lord Ning's respect for her, regretting her cowardice, unable to be truly ruthless, bound by the kindness of his master, and unable to get off the knife that was already raised in his hand.

"Do you think this is a joke?"

"As soon as the armor-breaking knife comes out, the blood will stop!"

Ning Tianlin's empty voice sounded again in the hall, knocking on everyone's heartstrings.

Things can't be so good.

It wasn't the sixteen elders' blood splattered on the spot, so she had to use Zi Chen's blood instead!

The scene was in a stalemate again, and there was obviously no room for ease, and both sides would die.

"this..."

Zi Chen had a pale face and sat on the ground, looking closely at the armor-breaking knife that was still flashing with a cold light.

This sword is too dazzling in her eyes.

She was a little illusory, thinking that this was an illusion, and there was no tit-for-tat confrontation at all, it was just a dream.

In the slender jade hand, the handle of the knife that could be easily held seemed to weigh tens of thousands of pounds.

This heavy feeling reminded her that this is not a dream, but a reality that immediately makes a choice.

“It would be great if I hadn’t been resurrected…”

Zi Chen thought softly in his heart that if that happens, at least he doesn't have to suffer this torment.

Although there will be bloody storms between sects from time to time, she personally slaughtered half of the senior executives of the sect, and she couldn't overcome the hurdle in her heart.

Although she is not a slutty saint, and there is no small amount of blood stained in her hands, it is all the enemies.

If she does this, what is the difference between her and those graceful devils?

"So, since you can't do it, just use my blood to end this farce."

"In this way, this is really just a dream..."

Zi Chen, who made a decision in his heart, slowly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.
To be continued...