"Fifth brother, no... don't kill me, it's all the elder brother's fault!" Sikong Jing's legs were weak, he had no means to deal with Lin Yi, but he didn't want to die either, he still wanted to inherit the throne and become the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty. A strong man!
Behind them, Nangong Qingyun and Gongsunyu looked at each other. Under such circumstances, they naturally didn't dare to do anything again, and ran away without saying a word.
Sikong Jing scolded bitterly in his heart, but it was of no avail.
"I didn't intend to kill you!" Lin Yi chuckled, and patted Sikong Jing's face with the black jade sword.
"That's great, I knew fifth brother that you don't remember villains, I..." Before Sikong Jing's flattery was finished, Lin Yi flicked his finger, and a wave of true energy suddenly landed on Sikong Jing's arm , With a click, the bones are broken!
"Ah..." Sikong Jing screamed.
"But, I'll make your life worse than death!" Lin Yi was also a ruthless master, it would be too cheap to kill Sikong Jing, as he spoke, he shot out another burst of true energy, and at the same time crippled Sikong Jing's arms.
"Lin Yi, you..." Sikong Jing wailed endlessly.
"Back then, Sikong Xuanyuan abolished my meridians and turned me into a waste!" Lin Yi sneered, "Today, I abolished his son, I want to see if he still thinks highly of you! "
As he spoke, Lin Yi grabbed Sikong Jing's arms, pumped out all the true energy in his dantian, and crazily rushed into Sikong Jing's body, sweeping through the meridians, like a flood bursting a bank, rushing around.
Violent power churned in Sikong Jing's body, destroying the meridians.
"Don't..." Sikong Jing wanted to struggle, but it was of no avail. Soon, Lin Yi's true energy swept across like a wind, destroying all of Sikong Jing's meridians.
Now, Sikong Jing is already a cripple, not only his cultivation base has been crippled, but he will never have the opportunity to practice again, unless he can get a magic weapon like a colorful lotus to reconnect his meridians.
But, impossible!
boom! Lin Yi punched Sikong Jing and sent him flying.
The severe pain caused Sikong Jing to pass out immediately, and the people around him all looked dumbfounded!
"Big brother, why didn't you kill this bastard?" Ah Sang twisted his lips and asked bitterly.
"Abolishing him is more cruel than killing him!" Lin Yi has experienced it before, and he knows what it feels like. This "big brother" who used to laugh at him as a cripple, will end up in the same end after all, never turning over day.
Lin Yi picked up the interspatial ring on Sikong Jing's body, and crushed it with a sudden force.
Then, a large number of holy fruits, silver coins, and some spiritual stones and sundries were exposed.
Lin Yitong received his own ring, and Shengguo and Asang shared it equally, and then left satisfied.
"His Royal Highness!" It wasn't until Lin Yi left that others dared to step forward and helped Sikong Jing up.
It's a pity that Sikong Jing not only has no fate with the Holy Court, since then, he also has no fate with martial arts.
"Ah..." A mournful howl came from the wasteland!
Lin Yi and Ah Sang had gone far away and continued to search for the holy fruit.
A day later, the two found hundreds of holy fruits, an astonishing number.
Then, they rushed back.
In the afternoon, all the geniuses who participated in the assessment basically rushed back to Xiaosheng Palace.
Out of the 560 people who participated in the assessment, only 490 people came back smoothly, and about 70 people did not come back!
These people have almost unfortunately died.
As soon as the assessment was over, Qi Qiu sent dozens of people to search for them in the Little Sacred Mountain.
When dusk approached, all the geniuses came to Xiaosheng Palace and handed over their respective assessment results.
Those who rank in the top ten will naturally have a chance to enter the next assessment, which is quite cruel.
Soon, the results came out.
The four geniuses of the Southern Wilderness entered the top ten without any surprise, among which Nangong Qingyun obtained the most holy fruit, with 300 pieces.
Everyone was shocked.
The strange thing is that among the top ten, there is no Sikong Jing, this supremely powerful eldest prince, who has not come out of the Little Sacred Mountain yet.
On the golden throne, Sikong Xuanyuan's expression became more and more ugly.
"Second place, Ah Sang, five hundred and thirty!" An astonishing result was announced from Qi Qiu's mouth, causing the entire Xiaosheng Palace to fall into horror!
Ah Sang, this little girl who is only twelve or thirteen years old, and a super genius who has reached the sixth level of Qi, actually obtained more than five hundred holy fruits, far surpassing Nangong Qingyun.
So, what about number one? who is it?
Su Meier's charming eyes finally fell on Ah Sang, with a look of surprise on her face. Obviously, Ah Sang's talent surprised the holy elder.
"This year's Ming Dynasty really produced a real genius!" Su Meier sighed, meaning that in her eyes, even Sikong Yun was not a genius.
"First place, silver noodles, five hundred and thirty one!" Qi Qiu's voice sounded again.
The commotion inside and outside Xiaosheng Palace became even louder.
However, it wasn't too much of a surprise that Yinmian won the first place. After all, Yinmian's strength is indeed very strong, either first or second!
However, Sikong Jing, who had the most hope of winning the first place, disappeared without a trace!
Su Meier frowned slightly, she did not expect that the silver-faced man who did not leave a good impression on her before won the first place, "This guy..."
"Fourth air level, to be number one, what the hell!" Su Meier frowned even deeper.
Could it be that this silver face has some unknown means?
"Wait!" The atmosphere suddenly fell into a strange crowd, a white figure ran out from the small holy mountain in embarrassment, but it was Sikong Jing.
At this moment, Sikong Jing had long lost the majesty of a prince, his body was covered in blood, his arms were drooping, and his face was full of sadness and resentment, showing a look of distress.
"Jing'er?" Sikong Xuanyuan frowned, a little angry, because Sikong Jing had obviously lost his face.
"Father!" Sikong Jing fell to his knees and kowtowed fiercely, "Father must be the master of the child!"
"What's going on, tell me!" Sikong Xuanyuan pinched the palm of his hand on the golden seat, and directly made two fingerprints.
"Baby... My meridians have been abolished!" Sikong Jing howled miserably, weeping bitterly, as miserable as it could be.
What! Sikong Xuanyuan suddenly stood up, and the aura on his body instantly swayed, and everyone inside and outside the Xiaosheng Palace couldn't breathe.
Everyone was even more horrified, and there was an instant silence, not daring to make a sound.
He actually dared to abolish the meridians of the eldest prince, what kind of courage this person must be, he is really impatient!
"Who?" Sikong Xuanyuan roared violently, it was deafening, some weak people were stunned by this roar, and others fell to their knees one after another.
Emperor Xuanyuan's majesty, no one dared to resist.
Inside and outside the Xiaosheng Palace, only four people dared to stand at this moment: Qi Qiu, Su Meier, and Asang.
And, Lin Yi.
