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Chapter 13 What do you want to explain?
Jiang Yun heard that Feng Leizong and the Han family came to question him, and looked at Jiang Longcheng and Jiang He playfully.

It was such a coincidence that it was obviously well prepared.

Jiang Longcheng pretended to ask Jiang He, "Mr. Lin has been a guest at Jiang's house all the time, so why would he ask Jiang Yun for his crimes?"

"Brother rushed out yesterday, and my child doesn't know what happened." Jiang He shook his head and said.

Chu Feiyan was startled when he heard Jiang He address Young Master Lin, and whispered in Jiang Yun's ear worriedly, "That Young Master Lin should be Lin Pingan, the true biography of the Fenglei Sect, at the fifth level of the Yunlingling Realm, and I'm not his opponent yet. Let's see what happens later."

"Don't worry." Jiang Yun said confidently.

He has already comprehended the high-level "Guiyuan Zhenjing", and he has the confidence to deal with Lin Pingan after performing the "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds" perfectly.

The third and sixth elders frowned, and asked Jiang Yun solemnly, "Is there any grudge between Yun'er, Mr. Lin and Patriarch Han?"

The two of them didn't pay special attention to the information outside, and they didn't know about the Zuixian Tower yesterday.

Jiang Yun said calmly, "I will handle small matters by myself."

Jiang He sneered in his heart, "Do you think that being a disciple of Xuantian Sect can be domineering? Let's see how you end up later."

"Please come in, Young Master Lin and Patriarch Han." Jiang Longcheng ordered.

Manager Ma walked out of the meeting room, and brought Lin Pingan and Patriarch Han in after a while.

"Brother, what's going on?" Jiang He asked the young man in Huayi.

Lin Pingan looked at Jiang Yun coldly and said, "Junior brother Han was killed yesterday, and your brother Jiang Yun let the murderer go."

"What, Junior Brother Han is dead!" Jiang He asked angrily, "Jiang Yun, what's going on?"

Patriarch Han also said to Jiang Longcheng sadly, "Yesterday Jiang Yun ordered Chu Feiyan to kill Elder Han Kanglong and let go of Han Li who killed Qiushui. Patriarch Jiang please hand over Jiang Yun and Chu Feiyan."

The elders looked at Jiang Yun and Chu Feiyan in shock after hearing what Lin Pingan and Patriarch Han said.

The third elder asked anxiously, "Yun'er, is what they said true?"

They wouldn't be afraid if it was just a Han family, but it would be very tricky when it came to the Fenglei Sect.

Jiang Yun nodded, looked at Patriarch Han and asked with a faint smile, "My cousin and I are here, what will Patriarch Han plan to do with us?"

Patriarch Han was stunned by Jiang Yun's question, why didn't he play cards according to the routine?

Shouldn't it be to let the Jiang family protect you?
You ask me how to deal with it?

How dare I deal with it?

His son didn't die at their hands, but Chu Feiyan who killed Han Kanglong was a true disciple of Xuantianzong.

Could it still make her pay for her life?

Their Han family can only suffer from this boring loss.

Patriarch Han was anxious, his face turned red, and he couldn't think of how to deal with them.

"If you let go of the murderer who killed Junior Brother Han, you will not take our Fenglei Sect seriously." Lin Pingan said coldly.

"Han Qiushui died on the stage of life and death, and we can only blame him for his inferior skills." Jiang Yun said with a sarcasm, "Could it be that you will be slaughtered if you go to the stage of life and death with your disciples of Fengleizong?"

"Jiang Yun, if you hand over Han Li, I can let senior brother forget about this matter." Jiang He said with a look of caring for you.

He knew that Han Li had left alone, and Jiang Yun couldn't hand it over even if he wanted to.

"Oh?" Jiang Yun asked with a faint smile, "How is your brother planning to pursue me?"

"I don't know how to live or die." Lin Pingan sneered, "Junior Brother Jiang, it's not that I don't give you face; today you are a brother of the clan, I will teach you a lesson."

"There's no need to sing along." Jiang Yun said disdainfully, "If you want to do it, do it. I'll accompany you anytime."

Jiang He said angrily, "I don't know good from bad, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are a disciple of Xuantian Sect. Our Fenglei Sect is not afraid of you Xuantian Sect."

The third elder and the sixth elder were very anxious. They wanted to help Jiang Yun, but Jiang Yun himself would not back down, so they didn't know where to ask for mercy.

"Out of control."

Lin Pingan was so underestimated, he shouted angrily, and slammed at Jiang Yun with his palm.

Chu Feiyan wanted to make a move, but Jiang Yun gently held her hand and said, "I'll do it."

draw sword.

Sword intent soars to the sky.

Everyone was shocked.

Jiang Yun sat on the chair as motionless as a mountain, and stabbed out with a sword lightly.

boom--

The sword energy scattered Lin Ping'an's wind and thunder palm.

The sword intent is still there.

The momentum of the sword has not diminished.

The sword energy broke through Lin Ping'an's protective spirit gang, and pierced through his palm.

"what--"

Lin Pingan squeezed his right wrist with his left hand, screaming in pain.

He majored in Wind and Thunder Palm, and his hands had already been trained to be steel and iron, but they were easily pierced by Jiang Yun's sword energy.

Jiang Yun put his sword back into its sheath calmly.

The first time he really shot, the power was much stronger than he expected.

The highest-level kung fu of Xuantianzong is only the high-level Xuan-level kung fu, one can imagine how terrifying the high-level low-level kung fu is.

Chu Feiyan's mouth was so shocked that she could swallow an egg, she couldn't believe it in a daze.

She is the person who knows Jiang Yun best, but she finds that she can't see Jiang Yun at all now.

The other members of the Jiang family were not much better, they all stared at Jiang Yun dumbfounded, feeling like they were dreaming.

Jiang Yun actually cultivated the true meaning of martial arts!
The Jiang family has been passed down for thousands of years, and only the ancestors and Jiang Wentian cultivated the true meaning of martial arts.

"I'll give you what you want. If there's nothing else, get out." Jiang Yun shouted angrily.

Patriarch Han swallowed his saliva, and was the first to react, and said, "Young Master Jiang's swordsmanship is an eye-opener for Mr. Han, let's say goodbye."

He couldn't afford to provoke Jiang Yun and Chu Feiyan, so he could only continue to send people to hunt down and kill Han Li.

"You actually perfected "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds"!" Lin Pingan looked at Jiang Yun in fear, and then angrily cursed at Jiang He, "Didn't you say that he is just a trash who just broke through the Qi Sea Realm."

"Impossible." Jiang He shook his head again and again in a daze, "You obviously just broke through the Sea of ​​Qi Realm three months ago, how could you be so strong?"

Lin Ping'an stumbled out of the meeting room, his palm would be useless if he didn't get treated quickly.

Even if he can be cured, his strength will be greatly reduced.

"Okay, okay." The third elder said happily, "As expected of Wentian's son, how could Wentian's son be a waste?"

"For the sake of the elders, can we continue to discuss the matter of inheriting the inheritance?"

"Jiang Yun has grown up and has the strength to inherit the legacy of his elder brother. I agree with Jiang Yun's request." Jiang Longcheng was the first to stand up and agree.

What he is most worried about now is Jiang He's position as the young master.

For martial arts families like theirs, the patriarch and the young master do not necessarily have to be father and son, but those who are capable.

Jiang He's strength is not as good as Lin Ping'an's. Now Lin Ping'an can't even catch Jiang Yun's sword.

If Jiang Yun wanted the position of young master, Jiang He would definitely not be able to compete.

Jiang Longcheng rejoiced in his heart, Jiang Yun seemed to have no intention of being the young master.

Soon, everyone agreed to let Jiang Yun inherit Jiang Wentian's legacy.

The meeting room came to an end.

Jiang Yun quelled all the undercurrents with one sword strike.

He also understands a truth better - only with strength can he have the right to speak.

(End of this chapter)