"puff!"
Qi Zhen spat out a mouthful of black blood.
He was sent flying horizontally.
It crashed into a large tree by the roadside, breaking the trunk in half. By the time it hit the ground, it was already in a terrible state.
"Elder Qi!"
Ying Qingyou let out a wail.
He stared at the unbelievable scene before him.
Our own ninth-level elder was defeated in a single move?
The surrounding crowd was horrified.
"Is this the true strength of the Black Moon Saintess?"
"She crushed a ninth-tier Martial Emperor with a single blow. Could she have already reached the Emperor rank?"
"If she is already an Emperor, why bother attending this banquet? Just have Emperor Yang Wu send her a spot."
"..."
People from all sides were discussing it.
They couldn't figure out where Black Moon's strength came from; it was simply too terrifying!
Only Hei Yue and Qi Zhen knew the truth.
The conflict just now had nothing to do with their respective cultivation levels; the one who actually made the move was Lin Jinglong!
Hei Yue turned around and nodded to Lin Jinglong.
Qi Zhen struggled to his feet and stared angrily at Lin Jinglong.
"You used a secret technique of the divine soul to ambush me, how could you be so despicable?"
"Heh, old man, do you even know the rules? Did anyone tell you it was a one-on-one fight? Remember, you guys came looking for trouble first!"
"you……"
Qi Zhen was furious.
Lin Jinglong glanced at him dismissively.
"Moreover, using a secret technique to ambush you is actually giving you a way out. If I were to make a move, you're too old to withstand even one punch from me!"
Hearing Lin Jinglong's arrogant and domineering words.
This enraged both Qi Zhen and Ying Qingyou.
"Old Qi, who is this guy? Do you know him?"
"How could I possibly know him? This person is strange; he's probably not someone a pure martial artist like me can handle. I need to go to my family to ask for help!"
Although Qi Zhen was angry, he still maintained his rationality.
The reason they are still alive is not because they are strong, but because Lin Jinglong and Hei Yue have no intention of killing them.
Otherwise, none of the Ying clan Martial Emperors present would have escaped; they would all have died here!
"That's interesting!"
The third floor of a villa in the distance.
A gaze fell upon Lin Jinglong.
It was a lean, middle-aged man with a goatee, stroking his beard as he took a teacup from the hand of a maid beside him.
"Is this Lin Jinglong?"
A young man appeared beside him, casting a curious glance at Lin Jinglong, his eyes concealing a deep murderous intent.
After taking a sip of tea, Yang Xinhu nodded to the young man beside him and said, "You saw what happened at the martial arts competition in Kyoto, right?"
"This Lin Jinglong, with his ninth-level strength, actually killed the most outstanding genius of the Tantai family in a thousand years, the Martial Emperor Tantai Kong, in one fell swoop. It's simply terrifying!"
"You'd better be careful if you fight him."
The young man laughed heartily.
He shook his head and said, "Although I have followed my ancestor in cultivation for many years, I inevitably have some arrogance in my heart. But why should I go head-to-head with a powerhouse like him who can kill a Martial Emperor with only a ninth-level cultivation? That is not in line with my ancestor's style."
"I don't believe it. You also have the blood of the Lin family flowing through your veins. If you encounter a Lin family prodigy of the same level as you, would you really let him go?"
Yang Xinhu revealed a teasing smile.
The young man from the Lin family suddenly stopped smiling. He looked at Yang Xinhu with a cold gaze and spoke in a deep tone.
"I've already said that I follow my ancestor in cultivation, and everything I do must be in the ancestor's interest. Whether or not to take action against Lin Jinglong is entirely up to my ancestor's will. Why are you trying to sow discord here?"
"Haha, just kidding, don't mind me."
Yang Xinhu bowed to express his apology.
He then beckoned his finger out of the room, and several faint threads appeared in the air. At the other end of these invisible threads was a naked woman whose appearance and figure were absolutely stunning, even surpassing Situ Xue and Hei Yue.
However, the woman's body was stiff when she walked over.
Like a marionette!
In fact, she was indeed Yang Xinhu's puppet.
"This woman is named Ruoqing. She was the winner of the previous Southern Xinjiang Beauty Pageant. To express my apology, how about I give Ruoqing to Young Master Lin?"
The marionette walked gracefully to the young man from the Lin family, trying to take his arm, with a sweet, ingratiating smile on her face.
The young man surnamed Lin frowned.
He pushed Ruoqing away and stepped out of the room.
“I’m not interested in these half-dead puppets. Yang Xinhu, don’t blame me for not reminding you. Do what the ancestor told you to do. You can profit in the process, but if you cross the line, no one can protect you!”
Yang Xinhu watched his departing figure, his smile unchanged.
Only after the young man from the Lin family left the room did his smile fade, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.
"Do you really think of me as the Lin family's dog?"
"I am, after all, the Vajra Martial Emperor, with three thousand puppets under my command. I am virtually invincible in the Southern Frontier!"
"Lin Ruchu... So what if he's a Celestial Martial Emperor?"
After a moment of resentment, he composed himself, picked up his teacup, and silently took a sip.
"The Celestial Martial Emperor is indeed remarkable."
He suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly.
His gaze then fell back downstairs.
Lin Jinglong and the two beautiful women were about to enter the villa, followed by hundreds of representatives from various factions who were attending the banquet.
Seemingly noticing Yang Xinhu's gaze.
Lin Jinglong looked up at the figure behind the third-floor window, while Yang Xinhu looked down at him.
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