Juefengya, one of the nine major sects, has two ancestors, two brothers, namely Feng Batian and Feng Tiannan, who are famous in the Tianqi Continent.

Among them, the father of Tiannan, the head of Feng Xiao, was chased by Lin Yang but was plotted against him and eventually shot to death, ending up being crushed to pieces.

The Patriarch Batian is the elder brother of the Patriarch Tiannan. He has a higher level of cultivation and has reached an almost terrifying state. He can be called the soul figure of Juefeng Cliff.

Now Lin Yang is rushing to Juefeng Cliff alone. In the public, he challenged Feng Xiao arrogantly, and even alarmed the ancestor Batian. He looked over from afar. Seeing that this son was young and seemed to have entered a state of emptiness, he was surprised.

When he saw Feng Xiao being afraid of his hands and feet, the ancestor Batian was angry and immediately appeared, in an unquestionable tone, in order to his nephew to fight himself, destroy the ignorant boy and safeguard the dignity of the head.

When Feng Xiao heard the a little anger in his uncle's voice, he felt awe-inspiring in his heart, afraid that he would be looked down upon by the ancestor Batian. Then he thought that now, on the territory of Juefeng Cliff, there was still an ancestor who could be foolproof and not be afraid at all.

Even if Lin Yang has the ability to be wise and thorough, if he is rude and has reached the realm of the Concentrating King, the Batian Ancestor who has reached the realm of the Concentrating King, just wave his hand, the opponent will definitely be destroyed and end up dead without a complete corpse.

Since this is the case, Feng Xiao became full of confidence, with a proud look on his face, and said aloud: "Please rest assured that the leader of the sect will definitely kill this son and let him die without a place to bury him."

Lin Yang on the opposite side looked disdainful and snorted coldly: "What are you talking about? If you have the guts, let it come over. Let me see how I killed you."

Feng Xiao was furious, drew out the sword with a gloomy face, and launched an extremely fierce attack on the boy. His domineering sharpness turned into a giant monster bird, spreading his wings, wrapped in extremely powerful force, and had the momentum to tear Lin Yang into pieces.

Lin Yang also waved the golden dragon halberd, shaking out a golden edge, condensed into the shape of a giant python, winding his body, making the light in the sky shine and greet it without showing any weakness.

"Pengpeng!"

As the explosion sounded, a jaw-dropping scene appeared, making everyone exclaim, which was incredible.

Feng Xiao, the head of Juefeng Cliff, actually lost to Lin Yang's counterattack. Under the huge shock, he involuntarily took three steps back, revealing a decline.

On the other hand, Lin Yang, who is not very old, has such terrifying strength. He is truly a talented young cultivator and is the most domineering young cultivator. He has the strength of a generation of masters.

Not only were the many members of Juefeng Cliff shocked, but even the ancestor Batian was extremely surprised and his face became gloomy. If this son did not eliminate him, there would be endless troubles. Fortunately, he would come to him and would die without a place to bury him.

As for his nephew Feng Xiao, the ancestor Batian still has some expectations. After all, after practicing for many years, his skills should be deeper than Lin Yang, and he will definitely make a comeback.

As for Lin Yang, it is just a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Young people are extremely fierce at the beginning and may not be able to last for long, so they are not afraid of it.

Therefore, it is no big deal for Feng Xiao to fall into a short-term disadvantage. As time goes by, he gradually uses his ultimate move and destroying that kid should be no problem.

As Lin Yang seized the initiative with one move, he launched a more fierce counterattack. The golden light surged, sweeping over like a tornado, as if it could destroy everything.

Feng Xiao's eyes showed a look of fear, and he could only fight with him with a stinging needle, causing the air to be filled with haze, and the sharp edge made a fluffy sound, filled with danger.

After more than ten moves, they have entered a white-hot state. They use the ultimate killing moves, which makes them even more terrifying.

"Boom boom boom!"

A big explosion occurred in the air, followed by a shrill scream, and an extremely shocking scene appeared.

I saw Feng Xiao, covered in blood, flew out of the smoke, his face turned pale as paper, and he had broken many bones, making him miserable.

"Ah..." The screams of many members of Juefeng Cliff came from the ground. They couldn't believe their eyes. They regarded them as god-like heads, but they actually lost to Lin Yang. It was incredible that they ended up like this.

The ancestor Batian was even more furious, with red bloodshots in his eyes. His old face was dissatisfied with murderous aura. He didn't care about his noble identity and made a deafening roar.

"The little beast deserves to die. If I don't destroy you, I will never be a human being."

With a palm, the sharp edge turned into a huge beast claw, with the momentum of tearing the sky and breaking the earth, whistling towards Lin Yang, enough to crush his bones and ashes, and it was impossible to resist.

After all, the Ancestor Batian is the king of the realm of concentration, and his true strength is among the top in the nine major sects. It is almost impossible to destroy Lin Yang without any effort.

It is estimated that Lin Yang's heart was like a mirror, so, beyond everyone's surprise, he had no defense at all, his upright figure was suspended in the air, looking at death as if he was home, without any fear.

Suddenly, the light from behind suddenly surged, and a giant monster like a moray eel appeared. Its body was ten feet long, making Lin Yang look particularly small, like a stone under the rock, which could be ignored.

The giant eel winds its long body, forming a comprehensive protection for Lin Yang, blocking the fierce beast claws, and then explodes with a bang, and even thick smoke rolls.

The powerful energy fluctuations spread, Lin Yang retreated unscathed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After all, he had sensed it long ago. Mr. He had arrived, so he did not have any psychological pressure.

Sure enough, in the terrifying eyes of everyone, a figure flew closer like lightning. It was Mr. He, the king of the Jingling Sect. Although he looked old, he had an inviolable aura, which was daunting.

The ancestor Batian looked at the visitor in shock. Unexpectedly, the strange old man opposite could withstand his ultimate attack. He immediately said angrily: "Who is coming? How dare you stop this ancestor from punishing the evil young man? Do you also want to suffer misfortune?"

Old He looked disdainful and snorted coldly: "Old guy, you are worthy of calling yourself the ancestor. It's really a joke. You Juefeng Cliff are just showing off your might in the Tianqi Continent. If you are in the Shenmang Continent, you won't be worthy of carrying shoes to the seven major sects."

This statement is true. Looking at the nine sects in Tianqi Continent, the overall strength is indeed not as good as the seven sects in Shenmiao Continent, and there is a considerable gap.

The ancestor Batian was stunned and frowned and said, "Can you come from the seven major sects of the Divine Mang Continent?"
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