However, some people shook their heads and sneered because they knew that the person who could compete with Lin Xuan was even more extraordinary.
That was Baili Wuque.
He was the number one genius of the Heavenly Roc Race.
In fact, other than Baili Wuque, there were a few other top geniuses who were chasing after Murong Qingcheng.
Perhaps they would all appear tomorrow.
At that time, it would be a true battle between dragons and tigers. Whether Lin Xuan could fight against them was still unknown.
On the other side, Murong Qingcheng also said, "You have to be careful of Baili Wuque tomorrow. He does have the battle strength of an Emperor."
Moreover, the Heavenly Roc Race's battle strength was also very strong.
Lin Xuan nodded after hearing that.
Murong Qingcheng thought about it and said that other than him, there might be a few more people who would come.
Those people were also very strong. Some of them could even use Emperor Divine Powers.
Lin Xuan smiled, "Qingcheng, you're still so charming."
Murong Qingcheng blushed and leaned against Lin Xuan.
No matter how strong they are, they're just a finger of yours. "
Last night, the news spread out and countless people were shocked.
The younger generation and even the older generation were discussing it.
Could it be that another young Emperor had risen? Someone exclaimed.
Someone sneered, "Impossible, he's not qualified."
Everyone was excited, waiting for the sky to brighten so that they could watch the battle between dragons and tigers.
When the leader of the Phoenix Race heard the news, he narrowed his eyes.
Oh, not a useless person, but a top genius?
That was interesting.
However, he still couldn't be compared to Baili Wuque. He still didn't take Lin Xuan seriously.
The people of the Thunder Race were furious. Their genius had been severely injured.
However, they didn't do anything. Instead, they placed their hopes on the Heavenly Roc Race.
The people of the Heavenly Roc Race roared.
This time, they had lost a lot of face. They were all waiting.
Tomorrow, Baili Wuque would make his move.
The next day, when the sun rose, the banquet finally began.
Everyone came in excitedly and presented their gifts.
Those who could come were all people with extraordinary statuses. They were either from the Clan of the Ancients, great sects, or peerless experts.
When Lin Xuan and Murong Qingcheng appeared, they attracted countless gazes.
They looked at each other with red eyes, full of envy.
The people of the Phoenix Race had a cold expression.
The leader of the Phoenix Race had also come. She sat high in the sky and looked down like a queen.
Lin Xuan felt a huge pressure, but he wasn't afraid.
Driving the Sword Qi within his body, Lin Xuan stepped forward calmly.
Lin Xuan paid his respects to the Phoenix Clan Master and the various seniors. He bowed without any emotion.
"You're Lin Xuan?" The Phoenix Clan Leader said coldly as a terrifying bloodline aura burst forth.
At this moment, the entire world froze, and everyone felt their scalps go numb.
They felt their bodies tremble. It was as if Lin Xuan could kill them with a glance.
The void around Lin Xuan continued to shatter. However, the corners of Lin Xuan's mouth curled up as he ignored the terrifying power.
'He's right. It's me.'
The leader of the Phoenix Race was shocked.
Even a top genius wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure that she had just displayed.
She thought that Lin Xuan might kneel down directly. That way, she could give him a warning.
However, she realized that Lin Xuan wasn't affected at all.
She was surprised. 'Could it be that this young man has some treasure?'
'That's why he could withstand her pressure.'
On the other side, the leader of the Heavenly Roc Race had a cold expression. However, he didn't say anything.
Instead, he secretly gave a look.
The people of the Heavenly Roc Race moved quickly.
Not long after, a group of people came with murderous intent. The leader was a middle-aged man.
Beside him was a pale-faced young man. He was the previous owner of the saber.
He was beaten up by Lin Xuan and was seriously injured.
When he saw Lin Xuan, his body trembled. However, a fierce murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
With his father here, he was going to take revenge this time.
After these people came, the middle-aged man in front of them shouted. Baili Ba shouted coldly. 'You're the one who attacked and injured my son.
Who are you? ' 'How dare you question me?' Lin Xuan's cold shout was like a clap of thunder.
It gave Baili Ba a fright.
The surrounding people were also shocked. 'This guy is so domineering.'
Baili Ba was stunned. When he came back to his senses, he shouted coldly.
'Why can't I question you? Show me your identity and background.'
Lin Xuan said, 'I'm Qingcheng's husband.'
'Qingcheng is a member of the Phoenix Race. I'm here to return home.'
'What's with your attitude?' 'Is this how you treat your master?'
When the people of the Phoenix Race heard this, they were so angry that their noses became crooked.
'Despicable brat, when did we admit it?'
Lin Xuan looked at Baili Ba and said coldly, 'Your son fought me with a saber.'
'I fought him with my bare hands. He wasn't strong enough and was seriously injured. How dare you come here?'
'Is the Heavenly Roc Race all so despicable?' 'If that's the case, then it's really disappointing.'
'Brat, it's useless to say more. Take my palm!'
'If you don't die, then this matter will be settled.'
Baili Ba snorted coldly. A terrifying aura was emitted from his body.
The surrounding people's faces changed.
This Baili Ba was an expert of the generation. It was indeed shameless to bully the younger generation.
However, no one said anything. Many people even wanted to see Lin Xuan make a fool of himself.
Murong Qingcheng's face changed. She wanted to say something, but she was stopped by the people of the Phoenix Race.
'Young Master Lin, I think this is fair. Why don't you take my palm?'
'Don't worry, you won't lose your life here.'
The surrounding people felt their scalps go numb. They knew that although Lin Xuan wouldn't die, he might be seriously injured.
He wouldn't be able to recover within a hundred years. He might even be crippled.
'A palm to settle the grudge?' Lin Xuan shook his head. 'Unless you take my palm too.'
'Alright, no problem. We'll each take a palm, and then we won't pursue the matter.'
Baili Ba's eyes emitted a terrifying killing intent. Although Lin Xuan had injured his son and an old servant before,
'So what?' 'My strength isn't comparable to anyone else's.'
'Young man, make your move. Otherwise, you won't have a chance.'
Baili Ba stood there and laughed coldly.
Lin Xuan nodded. 'Alright, I won't hold back then.'
He stretched out a finger and pointed forward.
'Using the finger as a sword. Asura Sword Technique.'
This was an extremely terrifying Thearch Theurgy, the Sword of Slaughter.
The sword light flashed, and everyone felt a chill in their souls.
Baili Ba's face changed.
'Oh no, my life is in danger.'
He knew that he had been careless.
He didn't expect Lin Xuan to have such an ultimate technique.
He roared and attacked with all his might.
The phantom of a Heavenly Roc appeared behind him. Its wings turned into heavenly blades and slashed forward.
'Go to hell.'
The sword qi and the blade light collided, directly shattering the sky.
Puff!
Blood splattered in the sky. The power in the sky disappeared.
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