I Have Countless Past-life Identities-Chapter 140 - 82: The Rules of Yunluan Mountain Are Set by the Sword Master, Not the Branch Sect!_3

The ones who just made a move were already among the rare talented youths of Black Mountain.

Dealing with someone like Ji Han...

Isn't it more than enough?

However,

Bang, bang, bang!

As Ji Han's hair flew and his blood boiled throughout his body, his spine like a great dragon, his momentum rising step by step, he seemed like a tiger or wolf, with one punch each, sending all the obstacles in front of him flying away.

Until he approached Chen Qingping, who was still in a daze, she finally came to her senses and couldn't help but step back:

"You can't touch me!"

Chen Qingping's small face was filled with hostility:

"Ji Han, are you out of your mind?!"

"Your spot is gone, the rumors are your fault, what does that have to do with me."

"My father is the future guardian of Black Mountain, and my grandfather is the current guardian, with decades of accumulated power, you dare to touch me here..."

"Do you know how to write the word 'death'!"

Her voice was fierce but timid, and she couldn't believe it, those martial artists had all entered the school at least a year before her!

This guy was just a mere last seat before, how could he have progressed so rapidly to this extent...?

Her brother has a spiritual body.

Could it be he has awakened too?!

Ji Han's eyes were ice-cold, dressed in black, with scars and calluses crisscrossing the fists he held.

The whole person felt like a 'hissing' profound snake, making one feel a chill from the heart!

"If you don't want people to know, unless you don't do it yourself."

"Chen Qingping, you did it but don't dare to admit it?"

The black-clad young man sneered:

"The Yunluan Daoist School is a branch of the Dao Lineage, I, a mud-legged, barely climbed out to earn a last seat, what reason do I have to let it go and go missing for over a month?"

"How could you not have a guilty conscience!"

His tone was resentful, with a kind of stubbornness that comes from the bone, the kind that once he determines something, he must see it through to the end.

For martial artists,

This extremeness is precisely the temperament needed to climb to the peak!

But it also easily leads to premature death, difficult to reach the end!

A double-edged sword, it is no different.

The shadow of death loomed over Chen Qingping, causing her eyes to fill with fear, unable to help but retreat.

While the two Great Innates who were about to back down were shocked watching this scene, seemingly not expecting Ji Han to be so fierce:

"Wait, kid, that's enough."

"Whatever grievances you have, it has nothing to do with the Yunluan Daoist School, whether the granddaughter of the Guardian Mansion is guilty, it's not for you or me to decide."

"Injuring our school's disciples, we won't pursue that matter for now."

"But rules are rules!"

"You missed by a month, destined to have no connection with our Yunluan Daoist School."

"If you continue to cause trouble here..."

"The two of us will have no choice but to take action!"

The two Great Innates, one on the left and one on the right, glaring like tigers.

The intense majesty pressed Ji Han to clench his teeth, unable to help but have his spine bent under pressure, the divine blood within his body burning, seemingly about to burst out, but he forcibly suppressed it.

With a fierce look at Chen Qingping, Ji Han sneered:

"Yunluan..."

He was just about to say something harsh, to settle the score later.

But at this moment...

A voice as melodious as a clear spring, yet hard to ignore, came trilling through the air:

"What rules?"

"In my Yunluan..."

"Where are such rules?"

Pei Lvye drew out a sword, holding it between her arms, her long sleeves fluttering as if she had walked out of a painting.

She swept her gaze calmly around.

Scanning over Chen Qingping, Ji Han, the two Great Innates, and the several injured young martial artists one by one, then lightly flicked the sword body, saying:

"Yunluan's branch accepts disciples, regardless of background, if there is suspicion of harming fellow members, at the lightest expelled from the school, at the heaviest executed on the spot."

"These are the rules carved on the 'Sword Viewing Stele' by the current Sword Master with bloodletters!"

"What,"

"The main branch can't break the rules..."

"Does the branch dare to?"

Pei Lvye flicked her sword in song, her whole body's energy circulated like a Cloud Emergence Sword emerging from her spine, fleeting yet real!

This is achieved only when the Sword Intention is cultivated to an extremely profound level, and the Orthodox Sword Dao is comprehended.

The two Great Innates broke out in cold sweat in an instant.

They recognized this 'method'.

And also recognized the 'Yunluan Robe, True Inheritance Order' on Pei Lvye!

Chen Qingping was directly stunned, as if completely unprepared for this series of unexpected changes.

While Ji Han looked bewildered.

He looked at Pei Lvye who arrived, then looked at his elder brother, Jixia, who appeared behind her, commanding in demeanor, composed in actions, like a noble young lord.

Immediately stumbled a few steps, like a lone wolf finding its master, bristling all over and ran over.

Subsequently, he cautiously surveyed the surrounding situation, yet couldn't help but let down his guard, somewhat curious, wanting to speak to Jixia.

But Jixia spoke first.

He pointed at Pei Lvye.

Then pointed to the side at Xie Wutong, who was draped in the Demon Hunting Robe.

Raised a finger, and said:

"What do you think."

"Brother said..."

"Whatever you want to do, go ahead and do it."

"Even if the sky falls."

"At worst, I'll, Jixia..."

"Bear it on my shoulder."

Xie Wutong's expression was remarkable, indescribable.

But Ji Han's black pupils glimmered, revealing admiration.

He had never thought.

His elder brother, who was originally a standout among hunters...

After stepping into the Martial Dao, turned even more profound and unfathomable, like a flood dragon entering the sea!

Simply!

Indescribable!

Just as the stalemate in the scene took hold.

Ning Xiu of the Yunluan Daoist School, face turned black, reluctantly brought from afar, Wang Xun, the elder who once decided to transfer the last seat spot from Ji Han to Chen Qingping, his face sweaty.

Hurriedly walked over:

"Junior sister..."

"How could it be so severe."

Ning Xiu looked at the pale-faced Chen Qingping, and Ji Han, who was like a small wolf, somewhat helpless:

"This matter ultimately concerns the Guardian Mansion, in my opinion, let's find a middle ground and make amends on both sides."

"What do you think?"

...

Meanwhile.

Before Xie Wutong and Jixia left the Xie Mansion, a trusted aide who had been instructed by Xie Wutong to deliver a letter.

At this moment, riding a fine horse, set out from Black Mountain, along the vast yellow sandy official road, already began his journey.

And at the end...

Looms, standing at the northwest edge of Baoping State, the Prefecture City—Wutong!

(ps: Sorry everyone, just came back, my condition isn't very good QAQ, I'll definitely update earlier tomorrow, I'm sorry...)

(In any case, it will surely be made up for, keep going!)