The monks in the imperial palace now each hold three ideas, one is Qing Emperor's loyal supporter, Rufeng Buqi and Yun Wuyue.

One side, represented by Luo Chen, has always had an unchangeable prejudice against the Qing Emperor, and the hatred is hard to dispel.

On the other side, like the veterans of the Great Qin Dynasty, they all came with deep hatred, but after seeing the scenes, their hearts became wavering.

Everything seems to have settled, only waiting for the memory of Emperor Qing to be exposed to the public.

It was also at this moment that Feng Buqi saw Qin Zhimu standing quietly on the spirit boat.

"Princess Qin?"

The familiar Fengguanxiapei dress came into view at a glance, which caused a bit of surprise to flash across his face.

The next moment, Feng Buqi's body flickered and landed on the spirit boat.

"I haven't seen you for many years, why are you here?"

"Could it be that Brother Lin has restored your damaged soul memory?"

As soon as Feng Buqi said this, everyone looked sideways at him.

And even more people had a frightened expression on their faces at the same time.

"What do you... mean?"

Qin Zhimu's eyes widened, and his heart rate suddenly accelerated.

She looked at Feng Buqi in front of her in disbelief and horror.

"The soul is damaged, the memory is restored... what does it mean...?"

Her speech was very slow, and a deep fear from the heart could be heard in it.

Witnessing so many unreasonable scenes one after another, Qin Zhimu's mood has long been in turmoil, and his soul has been stabbed repeatedly.

She was afraid, afraid that Feng Buqi would say something that she couldn't accept.

She was also worried, and the closer she got to the moment when the truth was about to be revealed, the more intense and chaotic this worry became.

When it comes to recalling everything, the sense of reality is almost as if it is fake.

She still has a feeling of pain, a feeling that she has missed the most precious treasure in her life.

The feeling of dull pain is getting stronger and stronger.

It was so intense that she thought that she would not be able to accept it until she collapsed on the spot.

"What? You haven't recovered your memory?"

Qin Zhimu's blank reaction made Feng Buqi's expression even more surprised. He turned his head and looked at the copper coffin suddenly.

"Brother Lin, he didn't..."

The angle of view returns to the screen.

Looking from a distance, every monk from the Six Nations present had strange resemblances on their faces.

They stared blankly at the two elders of Yan Guo who hurriedly picked up Yan Ren and flew away.

He stared blankly at Lin Yuan who was lying in a pool of blood on the main battle stage.

All of them looked shocked, and they couldn't regain their senses until now.

As for those monks from the Yan Kingdom, they couldn't find any words to describe the chaotic thoughts in their minds.

There is only one sentence, which keeps echoing.

Yan was defeated, defeated by Qin... the crown prince was defeated, defeated by Lin Yuan...

The strongest monk of the young generation of Yan, the prince of Yan, lost to Qin head-on.

Lost to a monk younger than him! !

This double visual and psychological impact completely overturned their world and cognition.

With a difference of one full level, the impossible result was reversed, defeat turned into victory.

Before the start of the battle, none of the millions of monks in the audience could have imagined that it would end like this.

Whether it is a contestant, an audience, or an elder.

The process, the result, no one dares to believe, no one dares to imagine!

In the entire history of the Taixuan Sanctuary, no one has ever done it.

But today, they witnessed this wonderful battle with their own eyes.

Witness this young monk who broke history with his own eyes!

The elder of Yan Guo Cangyan Valley who gave the order just now looked at Lin Yuan, with a murderous intent in his eyes and a look of evil spirit on his face.

But he neither moved nor spoke.

Because no matter how injured Yan Ren is, no matter whether Lin Yuan's status is noble or not, this is the arena for the Seven Kingdoms ranking after all.

Lin Yuan defeated Yan Ren head-on. This fact was witnessed by the audience of millions of monks, and even the elders of the Holy Land witnessed it together.

As the Great Elder of Cangyan Valley, if he pursues Lin Yuan's responsibility at this time, it will undoubtedly damage the majesty of Yan Kingdom and Cangyan Valley, and make the world ridicule.

But because he can hold back his emotions, it doesn't mean that all the elders of the Yan Kingdom can swallow this anger.

Beside him, one of the Cangyan Valley elders took a step forward and angrily reprimanded Lin Yuan:

"Children of Qin, how dare you hurt His Highness the Crown Prince, you are looking for death!!"

Lin Yuan didn't answer, let alone be able to answer.

Both of his ears were filled with blood, and in his current state, let alone the sound, it was difficult to hear the sounds from the outside world.

The elder kept on doing nothing, relying on his sect background in Cangyan Valley, just after he finished speaking, he threw a cloud of blue fireworks at Lin Yuan.

Everyone's eyes widened and their jaws dropped to the ground.

This is the spiritual fire of an elder in the Heavenly Spirit Realm. If it hit Lin Yuan, given his current situation, he would be directly burned to ashes.

At this moment, with a sonorous and clear sword cry, a white shadow suddenly passed by and stood in front of Lin Yuan.

As the sword light fluttered, the flying blue flame was the first to annihilate into nothingness.

The surrounding audience had a false alarm, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

When they took a closer look, they found that the person was actually...

Is Qi Guojian repaired seven times?

Why did he take the initiative to help Lin Yuan block this blow?

Do the two still have any friendship?

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on the screen.

"This is the arena for the ranking of the Seven Kingdoms, and this monk from the Qin Kingdom defeated Yan Ren majestically in this arena!"

Feng Buqi closed the sheath of the spirit sword in his hand, his eyes were sharp, and he spoke righteously.

"Competing in the arena, fighting with fists and kicks, and swords facing each other, it is inevitable to get injured. Besides, Yan Ren's skills are not as good as others, and he is at a disadvantage."

"Could it be that Cangyan Valley can't even afford to lose at this level, and even became so angry that he wants to kill him to vent his anger?"

"You!" The elder Yan Guo was so angry that he couldn't control his emotions, and wanted to take Lin Yuan's life directly.

Now that Feng Buqi questioned him in front of the public, maybe he knew that he was wronged, and his face immediately changed color.

But before he had time to speak, a loud roar of indignation came from the direction of Qin Guo's seat.

"That's right! This is the Seven Kingdoms Arena. Who is to blame for losing strength in the battle, being injured and comatose! Why should Lin Yuan be blamed!"

As soon as the voice fell, another loud roar followed.

"That's right! As long as you don't intentionally use evil tactics during the battle, let alone get injured, even if you die from a serious injury on the spot, you will not be held accountable. This is a rule that has never changed in the history of the Seven Kingdoms ranking, and everyone knows it!"

The two roars in succession made the Elder Yan's face blush, and he wanted to defend himself:

"Who said that Lin Yuan didn't intentionally use cruel moves? Didn't you guys see that he tried to fuse Lingzi in vain? If such a desperate move is not considered cruel, then what is it called cruel?"

Hearing what Elder Yan said, Feng Buqi looked at him coldly.

"The flame dragon, the phantom of the sun, and the flames of the sun, facing the monks of the state of Qin who were lowered by a whole realm, Yan Ren used all kinds of unique skills, and even burned his blood in the end, but he was still defeated."

"Please tell me, this elder from Cangyan Valley, can these crazy actions be called ruthless killers?"

"Feng Buqi, you..." The Yan Guo elder was completely speechless and unable to step down.

"Furthermore, in the face of the crazy Yan Ren who played all his cards, this brother Lin was also seriously injured and dying, but who will hold him accountable?"

Feng Buqi went one step further and asked sharply.

"Cultivators from the Seven Kingdoms are injured in battle and should not be held accountable. This is a rule set by the Holy Land, and everyone is treated equally."

"Could it be that contestants from other countries have to swallow their anger if they are injured, and the Cangyan Valley of Yan Kingdom, a branch of your holy land, can't be injured at all?!"

As soon as these words came out, the elder of Yan Guo was trembling with anger, and kept pointing at Feng Buqi, but he couldn't even say a word.

After Feng Buqi's words fell, the entire sword nest exploded.

As the most powerful player among the contestants in this qualifying tournament, and the undisputed favorite to win the championship, he already has many fans.

Coupled with his performance in this qualifying match, he obviously has the strength to crush the audience, but he always keeps his hand, giving the opponent face, he clicks as soon as possible, and never hurts anyone from the beginning to the end.

Being upright and acting like a gentleman, he has truly earned the title of "Gentlemen's Sword" and won the favor of all the monks present.

It can be said that almost the entire audience, contestants, and even many elders in the Sword Nest arena are his supporters, and their appeal is extremely strong.

So when he saw that Feng Buqi was speaking out for an irrelevant monk from the state of Qin, he still confronted the elders of the Holy Land like this.

His fanatical fans rushed forward with enthusiasm, and roared after him.

"There have been so many ranking tournaments in the Taixuan Sanctuary. I don't know how many contestants have been injured and have never been held accountable. But why can you Cangyan Valley blame you! You even directly take revenge?"

"Just because it was the Prince of Yan who was hurt, and the one who hurt the most proud disciple? If so, then the ranking of the Seven Kingdoms will have no meaning in the future. Just change the name to Ranking of the Kingdom of Yan, Ranking of Cangyan Valley!"

With each cry, more and more people joined the denunciation of Cangyan Valley in Yan Kingdom.

Not only those from Qi, but monks from several other countries complained about Lin Yuan one after another, even attacking the elder of Cangyan Valley in the name of the Holy Land.

"As a subordinate of the Holy Land, Fengu Zongmen, can you show some face!"

"The dignified Yan Kingdom, the dignified elder of the Holy Land Cangyan Valley, do you only have such a little courage?"

The chaotic sound waves drowned the entire sword nest, and the turbulent voices of condemning Lin Yuan came and went one after another.

Even the monks who were watching from outside the copper coffin were deeply moved by the clamor and power of piercing clouds and cracking stones, and the shocking scene of crowds of people everywhere.

The veterans of the Qin Dynasty felt their backs twitching with excitement, and their whole bodies were trembling faintly.

If it's just not seven, it's just a few people.

In the face of the coercion of the Holy Land, even if there are complaints and contempt in the eyes, it is absolutely impossible to denounce and question to this point.

However, under the leadership of Feng Buqi, the millions of monks on the field were fearless and attacked Yan Guo and Cangyan Valley.

This is the power of atmosphere.

As a veteran of the Qin Dynasty, watching Lin Yuan, as a monk of the Qin Kingdom, defeat an impossible opponent in an extremely shocking way.

Moreover, it also attracted monks from all over the world to voluntarily denounce Cangyan Valley for it, to win fairness and justice, and to promote the prestige of the Qin Dynasty.

The aggrieved anger in their hearts before has all turned into exasperation and raised eyebrows.

Everyone wished that they could be present directly and feel the comfort from body to heart.

In the picture, the chaotic scene quickly calmed down.

"Everyone quiet down, don't talk."

Yan Yangyan, the great elder of Fen Cang Yan Valley, stepped forward and suppressed the voice of denunciation.

But his face was also slightly confused, and it was the first time he had encountered such a scene in most of his life.

Although Cangyan Valley is only a branch of the Holy Land, it still represents the majesty of the Holy Land.

But now, he was condemned by monks from all over the world on the stage of the Seven Kingdoms Grand Gathering, which was unprecedented!

Just because of this Qin monk named Lin Yuan, the inviolable majesty of the Holy Land has been challenged, which is really unbelievable.

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