Several soldiers in front of the main gate looked forward. As the figure was getting closer and closer, their faces were slightly heavy.
"Bold! How dare you approach the main gate of the palace with your weapon. Stop!"
One of them shouted.
The boy, dressed in a long robe, walked forward slowly. His long sword in his hand shone coldly in the morning.
This young man was Lin Tian.
"Don't stop? Take it!"
Suddenly, a soldier came forward with a spear, and the spear edge was extremely sharp.
Lin Tian kept a blank face, but there was a frightening coldness in the depths of his eyes. Before the soldier could stab Lin Tian with the spear, he was frightened by the terrible coldness and stepped back.
"You..."
Staring at Lin Tian, the soldier's face suddenly turned pale, and then he clenched
