"Allow me to introduce myself first. I am Lin Xunqiong of the Lin family in Qinglan City. This is my thirteenth brother, Lin Xunyi!" The stronger middle-aged man, Lin Xunqiong, looked at Yang Feilong with a sinister smile and said coldly, "Speak, all my clansmen, they all died at your hands, didn't they?"
Yang Feilong looked at the brothers Lin Xunqiong and Lin Xunyi.
According to the information Yang Feilong had obtained, the Lin family did not have many Yuanwu realm cultivators, about five.
And Lin Xunqiong was not the strongest among the Lin family's Yuanwu realm cultivators, but he was not the weakest either, because his cultivation had reached the mid-stage of Yuanwu realm!
This realm was a full major realm higher than his own. He was at the mid-stage of Qi Refining Layer Four, equivalent to the mid-stage of Lingwu realm.
"Gentlemen, you misunderstand. My meager strength can only deal with some insignificant individuals." Yang Feilong shrugged helplessly and said.
"Third Brother, he's calling our clansmen insignificant individuals!" Lin Xunyi said with a grim expression.
"I'm not deaf!" Lin Xunqiong shot his thirteenth brother an annoyed glance.
Yang Feilong looked at the brothers speechlessly. He was just being humble, how could it turn into an insult to their clansmen in their mouths? Wasn't this a misunderstanding of him? He had no such intention at all!
"Of course, if you insist on saying that, I can't help it!" Yang Feilong sighed.
Looking at Yang Feilong's demeanor, the two brothers frowned and exchanged glances. Could it be that their clansmen were not killed by Yang Feilong?
They had investigated some information in the past few days. Yang Feilong's strength had reached the Lingwu realm, and he might be at the peak of Lingwu realm. He had the ability to kill their clansmen!
Of course, whether Yang Feilong killed them or not, they were determined to kill Yang Feilong and eliminate this threat.
"Third Brother, let me spar with him!" Lin Xunyi looked at his third brother with anticipation and said.
"Alright!" Lin Xunqiong nodded upon hearing this. "Be careful, I'll cover you!"
He knew what his thirteenth brother meant.
His thirteenth brother's talent was actually even stronger than his own. He was five years younger, and if he could break through to the Yuanwu realm through this opportunity, then their Lin family would gain another high-end combat power!
Whoosh!
The next moment, Lin Xunyi drew the sword at his waist and attacked Yang Feilong.
They suspected that Yang Feilong's combat power had reached the peak of Lingwu realm, and coupled with his exceptional talent, he could kill so many clansmen. One of the clansmen had a cultivation at the peak of Lingwu realm!
Not much weaker than Lin Xunyi himself.
If he was careless and was seriously injured or even killed, it would be a complete disgrace!
Looking at the attacking Lin Xunyi, Yang Feilong's expression was solemn, but in his heart, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had never fought against a Yuanwu realm cultivator before, and he didn't know if he could win.
If the opponent had a powerful helper, he would have to be distracted!
Now, if the opponent wanted to join forces against him, he could just kill Lin Xunyi. Even if he didn't kill him, he could heavily injure him and remove a significant helper for the opponent!
Then he could focus his full attention on fighting Lin Xunqiong!
"You little beast, die!" Lin Xunyi's face was filled with a sinister grin, and he cursed venomously.
Clearly, this was an attempt to provoke Yang Feilong's anger.
However, he did not know that such insults were not enough to make Yang Feilong lose his mind. At most, it would only add a trace of coldness to his heart.
Boom!
Yang Feilong made his move.
The sword gifted to him by his grandfather at his waist was instantly thrust out.
Fast!
An extremely swift sword strike!
Mighty!
A sword strike that pierced through everything!
"What?" At this moment, Lin Xunyi was stunned.
The opponent was clearly unarmed just moments ago, how could he suddenly unleash a sword strike, and how terrifying was this strike?
Swish!
The long sword, spewing an unparalleled sword glow, severed Lin Xunyi's sword, and then with undiminished power, it lunged towards Lin Xunyi's throat.
"Stop!" Lin Xunqiong roared. He had considered that his thirteenth brother might not be an opponent, but he never expected that his thirteenth brother would fall into a desperate situation in an instant. This was something he had never anticipated.
Because he was caught off guard, his intervention at this moment was too late!
Chirp!
The long sword sliced across Lin Xunyi's throat.
Lin Xunyi's expression froze. His mouth opened, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.
His body continued to surge forward, but his head tumbled to the ground with a thud.
Lin Xunyi, a cultivator at the peak of Lingwu realm, unleashed his full power, but in Yang Feilong's hands, he couldn't even last a single move and was killed on the spot!
"You actually killed my thirteenth brother! I will tear you into a thousand pieces!" Lin Xunqiong, filled with boundless rage, drew the sword at his waist and, with surging fury, charged at Yang Feilong.
Boom!
With one sword strike, it was even more terrifying than Yang Feilong's previous strike.
Yang Feilong's expression turned solemn. He knew that his true qi was powerful and could allow him to fight across levels, but the gap between him and Lin Xunqiong was too great, a full major realm.
Yang Feilong let out a low roar.
He wanted to see how big the gap was between himself and a mid-stage Yuanwu realm cultivator!
At this moment, Yang Feilong directly unleashed one of the three great sword techniques he had mastered, the Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sword Technique!
The autumn wind rose, leaves danced, and a chilling killing intent was fully displayed.
Bang!
A terrifying collision sound rang out, and Yang Feilong's body staggered backward.
In the first exchange, Yang Feilong was completely suppressed.
"There is indeed a gap!" Yang Feilong thought to himself. "But this gap is not insurmountable. I can still fight!"
Lin Xunqiong's eyes narrowed. This was a sword strike born of rage. Although it was not his full power, an ordinary early-stage Yuanwu realm cultivator who withstood it head-on would surely be heavily injured. Yet, the opponent merely staggered back and seemed unharmed, which made him more solemn.
"Kill!" Lin Xunqiong's killing intent erupted even more terrifyingly in an instant.
Because at this moment, he thought of his tragically deceased thirteenth brother.
The clansmen who died before were from collateral branches, so it didn't matter if a few died. But his thirteenth brother was different. He was his youngest brother and a direct descendant.
He was killed even with himself present. How could he not hate? How could he not be furious?
"Willow Catkins Drifting Sword Technique!" Yang Feilong saw Lin Xunqiong, who was filled with murderous intent, and his sword technique changed. It looked soft and weak.
The Willow Catkins Drifting Sword Technique was a seemingly weak sword technique that did not display obvious killing intent, but it was the best defensive sword technique.
Against Lin Xunqiong's sharp sword techniques, Yang Feilong's Willow Catkins Drifting Sword Technique felt like hitting cotton with heavy blows.
Yang Feilong's expression was calm and composed, but his mind was extremely solemn.
Although this sword technique had strong defense, the opponent's endless killing moves also put him under immense pressure, and he even sustained some minor injuries.
As time passed, Yang Feilong gradually felt as though he could no longer defend.