At this time.

The Hunyuan Taoist opposite him broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked at the old man Long Zhen, dressed in worn-out cloth, and the group of martial artists from ancient martial arts families behind him.

He turned to Lin Yang, the leader of the Azure Dragon Sect, and said, "How do you think we should resolve this matter?"

"You're asking me?"

Lin Yang was also covered in sweat.

Although he held Qinglong Daoist in high esteem, he even specially established a Qinglong Worship Association to teach some internal martial arts techniques, as well as the Vajra Suppressing Prison Force passed down from Qinglong Daoist.

But now his level of understanding is insufficient.

He would be no match for Long Zhen!

Hunyuan Daoist immediately became anxious.

"Among those present, you're the strongest in a head-on confrontation. If not you, who else should I ask?"

Lin Yang suddenly fell silent.

He gritted his teeth, about to speak.

But he was slapped away.

The Master Miaofa, dressed in white, led his disciples forward, each holding a long, icy sword.

"I've long disliked the ancient martial arts families. This time they actually targeted Mr. Lin's wife, so how could I let them get away with it?"

"Xiuqing, fight them with me!"

"Let's fight to the death!"

Master Miaofa has the most fiery temper.

Having been saved by Lin Jinglong and thus preserving her chastity, she was extremely loyal to him.

Xiuqing also respectfully obeyed her teacher's instructions.

They looked like they were prepared to fight to the death.

Hunyuan Daoist and Lin Yang exchanged a glance. Although they had more than ten sects behind them, their strength was still insufficient.

"We can't let Master Miaofa fight alone. Everyone, let's all go together and fight them!"

The Primordial Daoist shouted loudly.

Lin Yang gritted his teeth as well.

"We must fight them! We absolutely cannot let Daoist Qinglong down!"

"laugh!"

Long Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, scanning the crowd.

"I told you to get out of here, but you insisted on gathering here to die. Well then, I'll show you what you're capable of."

"But I don't have much hope for you. What Young Master Lin said makes sense. Your dozen or so sects are just scraps left over by hidden families."

"Otherwise, how could it be so terrible?"

Long Zhen raised his hand and threw a punch.

An invisible force roared towards the crowd.

As everyone gasped in surprise.

Miaofa Zhenren suddenly stepped forward and raised her sword to block, but her realm was only Martial Venerable, still a long way from Long Zhen's.

So after that punch, the sword in her hand was shattered into pieces, and she was blasted away.

"Master!"

Xiuqing rushed over to help him up.

The Master Miaofa was spitting out blood incessantly.

Her eyes, however, were incredibly determined.

"Don't go one by one, everyone go at once, we can overwhelm that old geezer with sheer numbers!"

Upon hearing this, Long Zhen suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"You bunch of idiots!"

"The realm of Martial Saint is worlds apart from the likes of you nobodies. You think you can hurt me?"

Long Aozu also jumped out.

"The ancestor is right. Moreover, we have more people on our side, and the foundation of the ten great families makes it easy for us to crush your dilapidated sects!"

He waved his hand.

The crowd surrounded them.

He planned to crush these sects, wipe them out in one fell swoop, and kill everyone connected to Lin Jinglong.

Just when the two sides were about to clash.

Wu Yuehan, standing at the back of the crowd, had a flushed face. She knew that these people were all after her and wanted to use her to threaten Lin Jinglong.

"Everyone, I don't want to be a burden to you. They want to use me to threaten Jinglong. At worst, I'll just be taken hostage by them again."

Wu Yuehan rushed to the front of the crowd.

But Hunyuan Daoist gave a bitter smile.

"Silly girl, if we just wanted to capture you, why go to such lengths?"

"So many experts from various families have come out in full force, and even the Martial Saint Ancestor has made an appearance. It's obvious they're here to wipe us out in one fell swoop!"

"Even if I'm incompetent, I can't let you stand in my way. We'll stall for time until Junior Brother Lin returns, then everything will be fine!"

Hunyuan Daoist pushed Wu Yuehan away.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yuehan stood frozen in place, turning her head to look at the crowd outside the guild hall.

How could they be so ruthless?

Should everything related to Lin Jinglong be completely erased?

A chill ran through her.

Long Zhen laughed loudly again.

As he charged forward, he said arrogantly, "Old man Hunyuan, your cultivation level isn't high, but you're smart enough."

"That's right, today I'm going to wipe you all out!"

"Anyone associated with Lin Jinglong shall die a horrible death!"

"boom!"

The old man charged into the crowd like a cannonball.

Just as he was preparing to unleash a massacre.

But then a gasp came from behind.

"Ancestor, save me!"

Long Xishan had no intention of making a move, so he simply hid behind the crowd, but ended up being the first to suffer.

Just now, a humanoid object appeared.

It seemed to have been thrown from hundreds of meters away, like a cannonball, and landed among the ancient martial arts family.

More than twenty of them were knocked down on the spot.

Long Xishan was the worst off; half of his bones were broken, and he was lying on the ground screaming in agony.

Long Zhen and the others suddenly turned around to look.

Lin Jinglong's figure had already arrived, strolling from the street corner.

He was covered in blood.

But his face wore a calm and serene smile.

"Looks like we made it in time."

He used all his strength to keep going.

Finally, before the two sides clashed, he rushed back to the Dragon Soul Hall and saw that Wu Yuehan and the others were unharmed. His heart was finally at ease.

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