Disciple, You Are Invincible, Go Down the Mountain!

Three years ago, he was the young master of the most prominent family in the capital, but due to his grandfather's superstition, he was sent to a Taoist temple where he suffered hardship yet ma...

Chapter 221 The Winds of the Martial World Stir!

Yuan Gongfeng was the one who had seen Lin Jinglong during the day.

He glanced at the four people beside him, and nodded with a cold smile.

He jumped off the courtyard wall.

Countless illusory palm prints erupted around him!

"Bai Xing, I have no grudge against you. You only have yourself to blame for messing with the wrong person. Remember to be more discreet in your next life!"

Yuan Gongfeng let out a fierce voice.

Bai Xing let out a low growl.

"You think you're worthy to kill me?"

"A bunch of lowly scum!"

"I know palm techniques too!"

The Palm of Stormy Waves!

The Great Perfection Realm, the twilight of a mid-level Martial Emperor!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Pi Gua Palm and the Jing Tao Palm clashed in an astonishing manner, turning the surrounding area of ​​dozens of meters into ruins.

The other elders in the vicinity.

They were also taking action, using unorthodox methods such as hidden weapons, poisons, and even talismans to support Yuan Gongfeng.

Seeing that Bai Xing was running out of strength.

Just before its demise.

A clear, cold voice came from outside the night.

"It's time to stop!"

"This person is under the protection of the Lin family!"

"Fellow members of the Loose Cultivator Martial Arts Association, it's time to quit while you're ahead."

"who?"

Yuan Gongfeng cautiously turned around and looked around.

At that moment, a young man in white appeared unexpectedly on the courtyard wall where they had stood, his hands behind his back, coldly watching them.

Beside the person in white, there was another person.

Lin Wuya, a third-tier Martial Emperor elder of the Lin Clan!

This person stood respectfully beside the young man in white, like a loyal old dog.

He looked at Yuan Gongfeng and the others with a disdainful sneer.

"A bunch of lowly rogue cultivators who don't know manners! Standing before you is the Imperial Prince of the Lin Clan! Why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy?"