Seeing this, Duanmu Ci and the others looked at Ji Xiaoyao and Lin Shuhan in shock, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Lin Zhenxiu, I never thought that there would be a cultivator in your Lin family!"

Duanmu Ci looked at Lin Zhenxiu, gritted his teeth and said, "But, it's useless! Your Lin family will be destroyed!"

"Two losers, I have to take action!"

Seeing that the two men in cloaks could not take down Ji Xiaoyao and Lin Shuhan, Duanmukong's eyes turned cold, and he immediately said to Duanmu Ci: "Grandpa, let me do it!"

Rumble~

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on Duanmukong's body was like waves crashing on the shore, and a strong wind swept up.

"Soul-killing fist!"

Duanmukong suddenly shouted loudly, like thunder exploding. He jumped up, his fists were like dragons, and with billowing black energy, he instantly enveloped Ji Xiaoyao and Lin Shuhan.

Boom boom~

The spiritual light exploded, and Ji Xiaoyao and Lin Shuhan became entangled with Duan Mukong.

With just three moves and two muffled bangs, Ji Xiaoyao and Lin Shuhan were pushed back.

Ji Xiaoyao staggered back for a distance, then steadied himself awkwardly, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

But Lin Shuhan was even worse. His clothes were in tatters, he fell to the ground, and one of his arms was almost lost.

"The peak of the ninth level of Qi refining stage? What kind of power is this soul burial platform? This person is so strong!"

Ji Xiaoyao circulated his true energy to suppress the injury, and at the same time looked at Duan Mukong in shock, with a look of shock on his face.

"He's from Xingchen Mountain? He's just as vulnerable!"

Duanmukong sneered and made another quick sweep towards Lin Zhenxiu.

"grandfather!"

"Grandpa, get out of the way!"

"dad……"

Lin Qingwu, Lin Yusheng, Lin Shuhan, Lin Yongzheng, and everyone else's expressions changed drastically and they exclaimed.

However, Duanmukong's speed was too fast, and he was in front of Lin Zhenxiu in a blink of an eye.

Duan Mukong was about to grab Lin Zhenxiu's throat with one hand.

Lin Zhenxiu is just a martial artist at the peak of the Xuan level. In front of practitioners like Duan Mukong, who is at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining, he is as weak as an ant.

Pa~

But the next moment, a slap sounded, and Duan Mukong flew out like a bag of sandbags.
Chapter completed!