1269: Chapter 1267: The Old Monsters from Lingnan!
1269: Chapter 1267: The Old Monsters from Lingnan!
Su Lihai was locked in a fierce battle with the Yin Saint Peak Spirit Puppet.
Although the puppet was an inanimate object, it possessed extraordinary strength, and for the ti being, Su Lihai found it difficult to extricate himself!
But at this mont, Su Lihai saw that Lin Bai no longer had the patience to keep fighting.
He wanted to leave the Miracle Ridge with Ye Suxin!
Imdiately, Su Lihai angrily looked towards the Sect Leader’s Hall, “You old fools, Lin Bai is about to escape.
Once he slips away, your chance for revenge will be lost!”
“Aren’t you going to make a move?”
Su Lihai shouted furiously.
Lu Qingyu and Wenyue saw that Lin Bai had used the Spirit Puppet and the Blood God Cannon to hold Su Lihai at bay and was about to leave.
Their hearts filled with joy, for as long as Lin Bai lived, given his talent, his future fortunes would surely be extraordinary!
But at that very mont, Lu Qingyu and the others exclaid in shock as they looked toward the Sect Leader’s Hall, “Could there be more powerful Lingnan Martial Artists coming?”
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
No sooner had Su Lihai’s words fallen than four shadows shot out of the Sect Leader’s Hall like bolts of lightning.
These four, standing proudly midair, had Lin Bai completely surrounded!
All the Warriors in the field showed unprecedented astonishnt and shock on their faces at the sight of these four.
Lin Bai and Ye Suxin’s expressions both beca solemn, as they, too, felt the terrifying aura emanating from these four people, none of whom were less formidable than Su Lihai!
Lu Qingyu exclaid, “These four, none of them are insignificant in Lingnan!”
Wenyue said indifferently, “They are all Yin Saint Realm Martial Artists!”
Kang Xiao’s face darkened, “Lin Bai, you are in danger.”
Lin Bai was just about to pull Ye Suxin and bolt from the Miracle Ridge.
But at that instant,
Four icy cold presences locked onto Lin Bai!
Looking up, Lin Bai first caught sight of a man in the air wearing a golden dragon robe, with sword-like eyebrows inverted, a majestic deanor, and eyes like an angry dragon, staring down at Lin Bai!
This man radiated a thick imperial presence, a strong one who had spent many years at the pinnacle of power.
His authoritarian air was even more domineering than that of Su Lihai’s!
And on his golden robe was embroidered an imposing Azure Dragon with its teeth and claws bared…
“A person from the Azure Dragon Empire?” Lin Bai murmured upon seeing the golden-robed middle-aged man.
This man was none other than the Ninth Prince of the Azure Dragon Empire, nad Long Batian!
He was also Longqing Feng’s Ninth Imperial Uncle!
After the Azure Dragon Empire discovered that Longqing Feng’s life lamp had shattered, the Emperor of the Azure Dragon Empire ordered the Ninth Prince to go to the Miracle Ridge to uncover the truth of the matter!
The crown prince of the mighty Azure Dragon Empire, the future Crown Prince, dead on the Miracle Ridge – if this news spread, where would the face of the number one Dynasty among the Territories of all nations lie?
Lin Bai then turned his attention to the second person.
This was an old man, thin and gaunt, wearing a faded floral robe, his face elongated and sporting a goatee beard, his eyes slightly narrowed and glinting with imperceptible sharpness.
Around the waist of the old man hung a jade plate, which read clearly: Saint Seal Sect, Guardian Supre, Dong Qian!
“The Guardian of the Sect Supre from the Saint Seal Sect!
Dong Qian!” Lin Bai’s gaze darkened instantly upon seeing the jade plate on the man’s waist.
The third person was an old man with white hair and beard.
He stood proud between heaven and earth, with a hint of sword wind swirling around him and a terrifying Sword Intention radiating from his body.
He was tightly gripping a sharp sword, his eyes piercingly fixed on Lin Bai!
This man was definitely a Sword Art expert, and an exceedingly powerful one at that!
He is the master of Ye Banqiu, an elder of the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect!
Ye Fenghuo!
The fourth person, a short and skinny old man, had bloodthirsty eyes under his ssy hair.
When he looked at Lin Bai, a strange and cold smirk lingered on his mouth, occasionally sticking out his tongue to lick his cracked lips!
This man didn’t seem like any kind of good character, not resembling a martial artist of the righteous path, but rather one of the Devil Path!
He ca from the Zhao Royal Dynasty, the imperial uncle of Zhao Lingshen, nad Zhao Hansheng!
In Lingnan, Zhao Hansheng’s reputation was almost no less than that of the Ninth Prince of the Azure Dragon Empire and Ye Fenghuo of the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect, not to ntion Holy Guardian Supre Dong Qian of the Saint Seal Sect!
To put it bluntly, Dong Qian, Long Batian, Ye Fenghuo, Zhao Hansheng, these four were akin to the Divine Dragons of the martial world in Lingnan—mighty but rarely seen!
Their collective appearance in Lingnan would surely cause a sensation.
And now, unbelievably, all four had appeared together on the Miracle Ridge!
If word of this got back to Lingnan, it would certainly startle the warriors there!
And the cultivation of these four n was not a bit inferior to Su Lihai’s, even stronger, in fact!
“Are you Lin Bai?”
After these four appeared, Long Batian asked with authority.
With his opening words, Long Batian’s speech carried the awe-inspiring imperial might.
Lin Bai replied coldly, “May I know who the four of you are?”
Long Batian said coldly, “I am Long Batian, the Ninth Prince of the Azure Dragon Empire, the imperial uncle of Longqing Feng!”
Ye Fenghuo scoffed, “You ants are also worthy of knowing my na?”
The skinny old man, Dong Qian, squinting his eyes said, “Friend Lin Bai, I am Dong Qian, the Guardian of the Sect Supre of the Saint Seal Sect, following the Sect Leader’s command to take you back to the Saint Seal Sect.
Please do not resist, friend.
If you insist on resisting, I will have no choice but to cripple your limbs before forcibly taking you away!”
The bloodthirsty old man, Zhao Hansheng, said coldly, “Lad, since Zhao Lingshen died by your hands, I’ll give you a chance.
Discard your Dantian, and later I shall grant you a quick death!”
Lin Bai’s expression darkened as he looked at the four, a solemnness appearing in his eyes!
Lu Qingyu, Wenyue, Kang Xiao, and many other martial artists present heard these four nas and were so frightened that their faces turned pale!
“The Guardian of the Sect Supre from the Saint Seal Sect, Dong Qian!”
“The Ninth Prince of the Azure Dragon Empire, Long Batian!”
“The old monster of the Zhao Clan, Zhao Hansheng!”
“And that sword cultivator elder, he must be from the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect!”
“Plus, Su Lihai from the Su Dynasty!”
“The Junior Sword Venerate of the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect, Yejian Jun!”
“Each of these six individuals is a powerhouse who commands the wind and clouds in Lingnan.”
“My God, even in Lingnan, these people are mighty enough to overshadow everything else!”
“And they have co to the Miracle Ridge!”
Wenyue and Kang Xiao, among others, had their expressions slightly shift as they involuntarily stepped back a few paces!
Such powerhouses, once enraged, could potentially annihilate the Miracle Ridge!
As all the warriors were awestruck, each of these six individuals was indeed a peerless strong one who dominated the scene in Lingnan!
Even in Lingnan, thousands of martial artists would have to show utmost respect when they saw them, let alone co to this godforsaken Miracle Ridge.
The warriors here were even more shocked upon sighting them.
In Lingnan, each one was an old monster, a heavyweight of the martial world, every one of them a core figure from the powers of Lingnan!
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