I am getting stronger and stronger in the world of demons and monsters

More than seventy meters away,

It’s not too far, but not too much either!

But to run such a distance, even for a strong and muscular man who has been specially trained, it would take at least five or six seconds!

However, the time Lin Xuankong spent on his leap was less than a second. In other words, in that instant, the speed Lin Xuankong released almost reached 267 miles per hour. The fastest speed that cars of this era can run is not yet to this terrifying level!

It is conceivable how terrifying the visual impact of Lin Xuankong's leap just now was for the many dignitaries and military officers present!

this moment,

Every noble official and military officer present had an extremely brilliant expression on their faces, full of surprise, astonishment, and panic.

Just now, when they saw that the Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren, whom they admired so much, was about to escape, these dignitaries and officers had already had a very bad premonition in their hearts! And when Lin Xuankong jumped into the air and blocked in front of the Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren at an incredible speed, and He Zhenren looked panicked, everyone knew in their hearts that the Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren, whom they admired so much, was probably no match for this black-clothed ghost-faced man!

But in their minds, Master He, who could cure terminal illnesses that took decades to cure with a single palm, and who could use his magic to transform a weak fat man into a ferocious beast, was already stronger than they could imagine. So how much stronger must the magic of the man in black with a ghost face be that made Master He so frightened?

For a moment, the entire second floor hall was extremely quiet. No one even dared to breathe loudly, for fear of attracting the attention of the man in black with a ghost face at this time!

Young Master Huang Jiu, who had just looked so proud, looked at the extremely flustered He Xianshi with astonishment in his heart. He was completely confused and didn't know what to do! Even though he was used to seeing influential figures in the capital, and knew that the four major families of the Great Yan Kingdom had some relationship with the hidden Blood Cloud Sect and Zuhun Sect, including the Huang family behind him, he never expected that even He Xianshi, who was not inferior to the Blood Cloud Sect and Zuhun Sect Xianshi, would be so vulnerable in front of this black-clothed ghost-faced man!

Miao Wan'er, who had previously become a disciple and was about to leave with the Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren, fixed her eyes on Lin Xuankong, with doubts rising in her heart. Although she was extremely sorry and disappointed that the Immortal Master He was defeated by this black-clothed ghost-faced man, what she was most concerned about now was why this black-clothed ghost-faced man in front of her gave her a very obvious sense of familiarity!

I have never heard the voice of this man in black with a ghost face before. The only thing that makes me feel familiar about him is his figure and movements. However, among the people I am familiar with, whether it is the friends of my eldest and second brothers, the many officers around Liang Yucheng, or some of my father’s friends, there is no one similar to him!

Miao Wan'er frowned, feeling full of doubts.

At this time, Lin Xuankong stood in front of the window and walked slowly towards the so-called 'Supreme Immortal Master He'.

After a moment of panic, the demon Taoist realized that the other party did not attack directly. He could not help but feel some hope in his heart, then he showed a flattering smile and said, "No matter which sect you are from, I really admire your strength! However, I have traveled around the world for decades, but I have never offended any senior or immortal master of any sect. Logically, this immortal and I should not have any grudges!"

Lin Xuankong was too lazy to pay attention to He Yaodao and continued to walk towards him step by step. The oppressive feeling brought by his silence and relentless pressure made He Yaodao's face look even uglier.

Seeing that Lin Xuankong was about to come within seven steps of him, He Yaodao's panic became more obvious. He rolled his eyes several times and then spoke hastily:

"My lord, your strength is extremely strong. I am far from being your opponent! However, I have a very good relationship with the leaders of the Blood Cloud Sect and the Zuhun Sect, as well as more than a dozen second-level immortal elders of the two sects. This time, I came out of the mountains to establish a mortal temple and power in the Great Yan Kingdom, which was tacitly approved by my uncle, the Blood Cloud Immortal Master, who is in the middle stage of the third level, and my uncle, the Zuhun Sect Master, who is in the middle stage of the third level! This matter concerns the future of the Great Yan Kingdom, and absolutely no mistakes are allowed!

He has such a great responsibility, and he has the support of his uncle, Xueyun Xianzun, and his uncle, Zuhun Xianzun. Even if the late-stage third-order leader of the Wei clan, Shiguimen, comes here, he dare not touch He at will, unless the leader of Shiguimen wants to provoke a war in the cultivation world that can turn the world upside down! Although He does not know your identity, you must have heard of the names of Xueyun Xianzun and Zuhun Xianzun!

I hope that the Immortal can forgive He's offense this time for the sake of Immortal Venerable Xueyun and Immortal Venerable Zuhun! "

Listen to what He Yaodao said here,

Lin Xuankong couldn't help but pause and stopped where he was.

Seeing this, He Yaodao relaxed a little, and secretly thought: This black-clothed ghost-faced man is indeed amazingly powerful, and is many times stronger than me! But I think his strength should not exceed the third-order immortal realm, otherwise, he would not have stopped directly after hearing the names of Xueyun Immortal Master and Zuhun Immortal Master! It seems that I have indeed encountered a strong man this time, but no matter how strong, there is a limit after all. In this Great Yan Kingdom, even if there are some hermit sects that have not come out of the mountains for thousands of years, they can never be the opponents of the Xueyun Sect and Zuhun Sect that can influence the entire Great Yan Kingdom!

He Yaodao had just thought of this when Lin Xuankong spoke in a cold tone, "Blood Cloud Immortal Venerable? Zuhun Immortal Venerable? A cultivator of the third level of the Mortal Realm actually dares to call himself an Immortal Venerable. How ridiculous!"

This is not Lin Xuankong's derogatory remarks, but Lin Xuankong really feels speechless! Not to mention in the Supreme Realm, even in the Golden Dragon Immortal Realm, the cultivators who have surpassed the tenth level of the Transcendent Realm dare only call themselves Earth Immortals. Even the cultivators who have surpassed the ninth level of the Earth Immortals dare only call themselves the Strongest Immortal Lords. Even if they have ascended to the Supreme Realm, they dare only call themselves Heavenly Immortals! None of these powerful people dared to call themselves Immortal Venerables. As a result, in this Jueling Small World, cultivators at the first level of the Transcendent Realm dared to call themselves First-level Immortal Venerables, and cultivators at the third level of the Transcendent Realm dared to call themselves Third-level Immortal Venerables. Is this the so-called "when there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey will also be king"?

Hearing Lin Xuankong's words, He Yaodao's face changed drastically. He raised his finger and pointed at Lin Xuankong, saying in disbelief: "Senior Blood Cloud Immortal Venerable, you have been practicing for more than 200 years. In the Great Yan Nation, any practitioner who sees you will call you Senior Immortal Venerable. How dare you be so disrespectful? You...you..."

Having said that, He Yaodao swung the whisk in his hand suddenly, and a large number of fluorescent spots flew rapidly towards Lin Xuankong's position. He himself turned around without hesitation and fled in another direction!

This He Yaodao was obviously a vicious and decisive guy. After hearing Lin Xuankong being so disrespectful to the Blood Cloud Immortal Venerable, this demon Taoist appeared to be terrified and surprised, but secretly he had already pushed the magic energy in his body to the extreme, then made a feint, turned around and ran away!

The fluorescent spots radiating from He Yaodao's whisk were nearly ten times more numerous than when he was practicing the Wentian Magic Art before, and they condensed into a cloud with a very large range. This was obviously the most powerful skill in He Yaodao's Wentian Magic Art, and also the strongest skill he used to escape!

But how could He Yaodao know that the Lin Xuankong he was facing was not just an ordinary third-rank 'Immortal Lord'!

Facing the overwhelming fluorescent spots, looking at the fleeing He Yaodao, Lin Xuankong shook his head slightly, and the true energy of the Blood Spirit Magic Power in his body suddenly spread out, facing the overwhelming fluorescent spots of the Wentian Magic Power!

Lin Xuankong, who has reached the late third level of the Transcendental Realm, not only has a higher realm and a higher degree of Qi condensation than He Yaodao. As a true immortal who has practiced for more than ten thousand years and has reached the late stage of the initial celestial immortal, his understanding, control, and application of true Qi is much higher than that of He Yaodao, who has only reached the first level of the Transcendental Realm!

Under such overwhelming power, even if the magic technique that He Yaodao is using at this moment is the strongest skill in his Wentian Magic Art, how can he stop Lin Xuankong?

When Lin Xuankong's blood-red, mist-like Blood Spirit Qi turned into thousands of strands and attacked the overwhelming fluorescent spots, each strand of Blood Spirit Qi hit a fluorescent spot with incomparable accuracy!

In a twentieth of a breath, the countless fluorescent spots that seemed to be overwhelming and impossible to avoid were directly defeated by the true qi of thousands of strands of the Blood Spirit Method and completely dissipated!

at the same time,

Lin Xuankong turned into a wisp of black smoke again and flew towards He Yaodao at a speed several times faster than He Yaodao!

The next moment, He Yaodao, who was running, suddenly groaned, and his back was hit by a palm from Lin Xuankong who had caught up with him in an instant.

As He Yaodao was running wildly, he felt that the 'condensed true qi' that he had cultivated for decades and absorbed from thousands of young girls was instantly defeated and completely dispersed by the powerful true qi that invaded his body!

As the true energy dissipated, He Yaodao was unable to maintain that amazing speed. His body softened and he fell to the ground with a plop. Then he was knocked unconscious by the impact of the powerful true energy that invaded his body.

At this time, Lin Xuankong was standing beside He Yaodao, looking around.

Seeing that the Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren was knocked unconscious by the black-clothed ghost-faced man, and had no power to fight back, the many dignitaries and military officers present were shocked again, and their mood fell to the bottom. The Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren could not even escape from the hands of the black-clothed ghost-faced man. This huge gap in strength made everyone present feel panic and fear towards the black-clothed ghost-faced Lin Xuankong! After all, even the previous Supreme Immortal Master He Zhenren, they all worshiped and respected him, not to mention the black-clothed ghost-faced Lin Xuankong who was stronger than He Yaodao!

When they saw Lin Xuankong looking up, everyone present didn't dare to look at him, and they all lowered their heads in fear.

Even Ding Ye, who was the most powerful among all the officers, did not dare to look at Lin Xuankong who had knocked He Yaodao unconscious with one blow! However, unlike the other dignitaries and officers, who were filled with endless fear, Ding Ye's heart was burning with passion!

As a soldier, what Ding Ye longed for most was "lethality". Whether it was powerful firearms, powerful chariots, or powerful fighter planes, they were all what he was most addicted to! And this scene in front of him, everything that happened today, has opened a new door for Ding Ye!

For the first time, he discovered that there was a kind of power in this world that was no less lethal than ordinary firearms and powerful chariots! Because even the most powerful and fastest car or chariot could not match the speed of the black-clad man in front of him. Even the best marksman could not hit the black-clad man in front of him alone!

Thinking of this, how could Ding Ye's heart not be hot and excited!

At this moment, Ding Ye had clearly understood why the ninth son of the powerful Huang family in the capital city would be so respectful to a little silver-haired Taoist priest!

At this time, the hall on the second floor fell into silence again. After Lin Xuankong glanced at Miao Wan'er and Ding Ye, he suddenly said:

"The martial arts that this He Wu Yaodao practices, the Heaven-asking Skill, harms women and absorbs their essence to enhance strength and true energy! Normally, martial arts are not divided into good and evil, only usefulness is considered, but this He Wu Yaodao has cultivated to his current level with this Heaven-asking Magic Skill, and I'm afraid he has harmed at least thousands of women! Although I claim to be a good person from a famous and upright family, I can't stand this kind of thing that harms its own kind, and I will definitely not tolerate this kind of thing pretending to be an immortal master or immortal master in front of me!"

Having said this, Lin Xuankong turned his head and looked at Mr. Huang Jiu, whose face was extremely ugly, and continued, "Huang Jiu, you are an accomplice to the evil, helping this He Wu demon to build a temple and collect virgins. I should deal with you as well!"

Huang Jiu had long been terrified of the black-clothed Lin Xuankong with a ghost face. When he heard what he said, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, his whole body went limp, and he sat down on the ground with a thud. He no longer had the aura of a big shot of the Huang family in Beijing! The dignitaries standing next to Huang Jiu turned even paler, and they all avoided him, as if they were afraid that when this black-clothed man with a ghost face dealt with Huang Jiu, he would deal with them as well. Their expressions were no longer the same as before, when they wanted to stick to Huang Jiu and fawn on him to death!