Lin Yang's eyes in the air were sharp. Facing Xuan Ting's fierce attack, he took out the golden dragon halberd and fought fiercely with him without being outdone. He was not inferior at all.

Now is different. He is no longer the younger generation who can be bullied. He has grown into a master, enough to compete with the heads of the Tianqi Continent.

The "bang bang" sounded, and the sharpness sensationalized, and the powerful force forced each other to retreat.

Many members of the Taishuguan were dumbfounded. It was hard to imagine that this son was so young and powerful. He could compete with the audience and possess extremely terrifying strength.

What is even more incredible is still behind. Both sides fought with all their might, using big killer moves respectively, and there were many strange phenomena in the air.

Lin Yang showed great power, but Xuanting was invincible, causing injuries, vomiting blood from his mouth, retreating pale face, and his eyes were full of horror.

A proud look appeared on his handsome face, and Lin Yang said proudly: "Old guy, if you do evil, you will die by yourself. At that time, you were determined to kill my son's life, but now the retribution has come."

Xuan Ting was extremely afraid of it. Although he had guessed it long ago that it was definitely not easy for this boy to make a comeback, he never expected that it would be so terrible.

At this moment, not only him, but the entire Taishuguan is in the midst of life and death. If there is a slight mistake, hundreds of years of foundation will be destroyed.

When they treated each other here, Xuanting was like a crazy evil wolf, shouting hysterically, "All Taishuguan members obeyed the orders and attacked together to kill all the invaders."

More than a thousand Taishuguan members also showed a fierce look on their faces, as if a group of wolves who followed the call of the Wolf King, relying on the large number of people and roared in unison.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The sound was like thunder, echoing in the valley, deafening.

The super strong man from Taishuguan in the digital virtual realm flew up first, followed by more than 20 strong people in the Moto, rushed towards the crowd in the air, waved his weapons, and launched a fierce attack.

The other Taishuguan members took out their bows and arrows, pulled them like a full moon, and the arrows shot towards the enemy like raindrops.

Lin Yang's eyes burst into murderous aura and he said sternly: "Destroy these hateful beasts."

Jingling Sect and the members of the Immortal Sword Sect quickly launched a counterattack. Some faced the masters of Taishuguan, while others dived straight down, easily swept the feather arrows, landed in the crowd, and started killing.

The members of Taishuguan were unable to bear the rampant storm. As the blood splattered, screams came one after another, falling down in groups, either dead or injured.

Seeing Lin Yang's subordinates so fierce, as if the gods appeared out of nowhere, the members of Taishuguan had no power to fight back. Xuanting was extremely frightened and could only shout anxiously.

"Master, don't go into seclusion, come out quickly, Taishuguan will perish."

At the most critical moment, the cave door in the back mountain suddenly burst under the impact of powerful force, and a figure flew out from it. It was the previous master of Taishu Temple, Taoist Master Yuan Cheng.

As the strongest person in this sect, Master Yuan Cheng has been practicing in seclusion for many years and has advanced to the realm of concentration.

Now Taishuguan is facing the biggest crisis in history. With anger, Yuan Cheng broke out, two long white eyebrows fluttered in the wind, and roared out in anger.

"The bold thief dares to come over to the sacred temple. I will tear you into pieces."

The power of the Concentrating King is extraordinary, bringing murderous aura all over the sky, making people silent.

The only old man on the opposite side who did not take action, saw that the old guy was so powerful that he immediately took action. His purple edge suddenly flashed, transforming into a purple cauldron, roaring with the power of ten thousand pounds.

Yuan Chonglai was extremely confident and felt that after he advanced, as the king who could roam the Tianqi Continent, he could destroy the invading enemies with his own strength.

However, with the old old Mr. He on the opposite side, he was extremely shocked and he had no sense of superiority at all. He seemed very panicked and hurriedly defended.

The blue spiritual power condensed into a huge bell, which was a huge creature, and it also rushed forward.

"boom!"

As two giant objects collided violently, a big explosion occurred in the air, and a strange phenomenon appeared in the smoke of gunpowder.

The flames of the purple cauldron rose, and a giant rhino lingered in flames appeared in it, emitting extremely high temperatures and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.

Another giant python came out of the green bell, blocking the fire rhino's way, which was shocking.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of loud noises came out, and the sharpness sensation was stirring. Yuan Cheng showed a decline, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his body staggered backwards, and his heart was extremely shocked.

Who would have thought that the old man in front of him was so domineering, but his skills were above him, but he was also a strange face. What was the origin of it?

Yuan Cheng's eyes flashed with fear and said in a trembling voice: "Who are you, why are you bringing people here and killing us?"

Old He hung in the air and said in a deep voice: "Well, let me understand, do you know who that young man is?"

Yuan Cheng's eyes fell on the young man fighting with Xuanting, and he was also extremely surprised. How could this son be young and his complacent disciple who was not old and had his skills surpassed his.

Then he asked subconsciously, "Where does this kid come from?"

Mr. He snorted: "This is Lin Yang, the young master of our Jingling Sect, who is powerful in the Divine Mang Continent. You are too sushiguan and have eaten the courage of Xiong Xin and Leopard. You dare to try to murder him, so you must all die."

"Ah..." Yuan Cheng said in surprise. After all, he had heard many years ago that a talented character appeared in the Divine Mist Continent, known as Ling Wang Qiuyu, nicknamed Yumo.

Now Tai Shuguan has made enemies with the son of the Feather Demon and has suffered a catastrophe, which is really a great misfortune.

Seeing that the Taishuguan members were killed and injured one after another, Yuan Cheng made a decision in desperation and said in a deep voice: "Since it is the hatred between Xuanting and Young Master Lin, let them resolve it on their own."

Then he shouted loudly: "All Taishuguan disciples stop and retreat quickly."

Many members of Taishuguan were beaten to the point of falling flowers and flowing water, and their hearts were filled with fear. They were so scared that they were out of control and had no fighting spirit.

Hearing the orders of the ancestor Yuancheng, he rushed to retreat and gathered at the entrance of the hall. His face was deserted and his body was trembling, and he was obviously frightened.

Since this is the case, Jingling Sect and the masters of the Immortal Sword Sect temporarily suspended their attacks and waited for the young master's instructions.

Lin Yang said, "You let those guys go, let me and Lao Zamao break up to see who will win."

Everyone followed the instructions and watched from the side. They saw that the young master became more and more brave as he fought. Xuanting was forced to retreat one after another, unstoppable.

After a while, Xuan Ting screamed, and one of his arm was broken by the golden light. He was so scared that he fled in a hurry, but it was too late to be shot dead by Lin Yang on the spot, and his body exploded and died.
Chapter completed!