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Chapter 779

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"He's right. You'd better not touch his Mystical Fire Mirror. Otherwise, no one in the Immortal Martial Academy will be able to stop you!"

Just as Lin Xuan was about to grab Yan Qingyang's Mystical Fire Mirror, a cold voice was heard.

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look.

The people from the Dragon Sword Pavilion were shocked. They did not know when a figure had appeared in front of them.

The people from the Dao Spirit Association were overjoyed. It was obvious that the person who had come was related to them.

Lin Xuan squinted his eyes and looked ahead.

When the figure appeared, he naturally felt it. Based on speed alone, he was an expert.

"You're his elder brother?" Lin Xuan asked.

"No!" The person shook his head and walked over slowly. "Qingyang's elder brother is the president of the Dao Spirit Association. You'll know if you ask around."

"I'm here today to pass a message to the president."

"Let him go and everything can be discussed. Otherwise, you'll end up in a miserable state!"

"Hahahaha, did you hear that? My elder brother has spoken! " Yan Qingyang laughed wildly. "Kid, let me go quickly. Kowtow and cripple your arms. Otherwise, you're dead meat!"

"Don't you think you're too naive if you want me to let him go with just one sentence?" Lin Xuan said coldly.

The person who had come was a young man in a dark green robe. He held a folding fan in his hand and said confidently, "Let me give you a piece of advice. Our president is an expert ranked 30th on the Mystic Honorable Leaderboard."

"You're not someone to be trifled with."

"What? Ranked 30th?" The people from the Dragon Sword Pavilion were shocked.

The Mystic Honorable Leaderboard included the top 100 young experts in the academy. Even if they were on the leaderboard, the gap between them was huge.

There was a huge gap between each ranking. Especially the top 30 martial artists, there was a world of difference between them and the people behind them.

Although the president of the Dao Spirit Association, Yan Qingshan, was only ranked 30th, he was probably stronger than all the martial artists behind him combined.

Such a person was almost invincible!

That was why Yan Qingyang was so arrogant and why the young man in a dark robe was so calm.

The young man in a dark robe fanned himself with a calm expression. In his opinion, as long as he mentioned the president's name, the other party would definitely back off.

If it were anyone else, they might really be afraid. Unfortunately, he met Lin Xuan.

After Lin Xuan heard this, he did not show any expression. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at Yan Qingyang on the ground. He said coldly, "Hand over the Mystic Supreme Mirror!"

"What?!"

The surrounding martial artists were shocked, their faces full of astonishment. This Lin Xuan was too bold!

Even the black-clothed young man's face was gloomy. He thought that Lin Xuan would be afraid, but who would have thought that Lin Xuan did not react at all, and even ignored him directly.

"You want the Mystic Supreme Mirror? Impossible! Unless you kill me! "Yan Qingyang bellowed furiously, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"You think I don't dare?" Lin Xuan was also angry. How could he be soft-hearted when someone bullied his family?

Clenching his fist, a dazzling sword qi was condensed. It carried the power of the Great Dragon Sword Soul and was exceptionally sharp.

Then, he thrust his sword toward Yan Qingyang's body.

Puchi!

The tip of the sword pierced through the other party's body without any hesitation, as though it was cutting through tofu.

"Ah!" Yan Qingyang screamed again.

The hatred in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by fear. He did not expect that Lin Xuan would dare to do such a thing after knowing his brother's name.

Beside him, the black-clothed young man's face was also gloomy. He stared coldly at Lin Xuan.

"Kid, what you are doing now is very satisfying and satisfying. However, have you thought about the consequences of doing such a thing?"

"Aren't you afraid of the President's revenge?"

"You should know that with the President's strength, it would be easy for him to kill you and destroy the Dragon Sword Pavilion!"

"It's not too late to admit your mistake," the black-clothed young man said coldly. "Otherwise, disaster will befall you very soon!"

"You should know that experts have dignity. The President's temper is not good!"

The voice was calm, but the warning in it was very obvious.

No matter what, Lin Xuan had offended an unimaginable expert!

"Dignity? Face? " Lin Xuan sneered. "Your President's face is face and dignity. Is my face not also a face?"

"This fellow brought a group of people to my territory to cause trouble. Is he giving me face?"

"You are now openly threatening me. Are you giving me face?"

Lin Xuan's voice was cold. It was as sharp as a sword that surged in the air. "Since you don't give me face, why should I give you face?"

"Are you really so naive as to think that whoever you want to slap in the face will have to obediently stretch their face out?"

When they heard Lin Xuan's words, the people of the Dragon Sword Pavilion clenched their fists.

Yes, they were afraid of the experts on the Mysterious Sovereign Leaderboard. However, this did not mean that they did not care about their dignity.

Lin Xuan had already arrived at their doorstep. What were they afraid of?

Even after he had failed, he still had to threaten them. What did he take them for?

Lin Xuan's face was important, but theirs was not?

They were all humans. Who did not want to be respected?

Furthermore, what made them even more excited was that in the face of such a great threat, Lin Xuan had not given up on them. He had not revived them and had preserved the dignity of the Dragon Sword Pavilion!

Although they were weak now, they still had dignity!

The people around them were also shocked. Although Lin Xuan was not wrong, he was probably the first person who had dared to say such a thing.

"Hmph, you are really sharp-tongued. Even if you are completely right, so what?"

The dark-skinned youth sneered. "In the face of absolute power, anything you say is futile!"

"Futile? You're wrong! "Lin Xuan sneered." I'm doing exactly what you're thinking. "

Because I am powerful, I am stepping on your Young Master! "

"Because I am powerful, these members do not dare to come up to save him!"

"Because I am powerful, you only dare to talk big and not really do anything!"

"Otherwise, if I had defeated the President's younger brother, would you have been able to remain indifferent?"

"Also, because I am powerful, the Mystic Supreme Mirror is mine!"

After saying that, Lin Xuan stretched out his palm and gathered spiritual energy to form a golden dragon claw. He then snatched the Mystic Supreme Mirror from Yan Qingyang.

Then, Lin Xuan was stunned.

Soon, his ranking rose again and he was now at the 64th place.

"You!" Yan Qingyang was so angry that he trembled and almost fainted.

The dark-skinned youth's face darkened, as if he had been slapped hard in the face.

"Just wait for the President's anger!"

"Don't be so agitated. I am just doing things according to your worldview. However, you have become the weak ones!"

Lin Xuan's expression did not change. "I don't know why your President is not here. Regardless of whether he is pretending to be strong or has something to do, I will personally visit him in three months and fight him!"

"By then, you will know who is the real strong one!"

Lin Xuan's voice was sonorous and powerful, spreading in all directions.

"Hmph, if the President had not gone out for a mission, you would be dead today!" The dark-skinned youth snorted. "Alright, I will let you live for another three months!"

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