As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with a dignified face suddenly walked out from the darkness.
Seeing the middle-aged man, the guards immediately shouted, "Greetings, Manor Lord!"
At the same time, many people from the manor were rushing towards the gate. They must be the experts from the manor.
"You are the Manor Lord of Fei Yue Manor?" Linlong asked calmly.
The man's facial features were similar to Yang Zhe's. He should be Yang Zhe's father.
"I am the Manor Lord of Fei Yue Manor, Yang Junhao. Since you dare to come to Fei Yue Manor, don't you know me?" The middle-aged man was speechless.
"I'm sorry. This is my first time here. I only heard about this place a few days ago," Linlong laughed.
Yang Junhao's expression immediately changed. The other party was obviously looking down on Fei Yue Manor.
"Who are you? Why did you come to Fei Yue Manor?" Yang Junhao asked again.
At this moment, there were already ten people who had arrived at the gate of Fei Yue Manor. They stood beside Yang Junhao and stared at Linlong.
"I don't need to tell you who I am. You just need to know that I am here to find trouble with you. I am here to tear down the gate of your manor," Linlong said calmly.
"How dare you? Why don't you ask around about Fei Yue Manor? Is it a place where you can behave atrociously?"
"After what you said, there will no longer be someone like you in the Mixed Sky Continent!"
"So what if you can transform your Xuan Qi into feathers? Do you think our Fei Yue Manor doesn't have any experts who can transform their Xuan Qi into feathers? "
Hearing this, the people from Fei Yue Manor were furious. How could their Fei Yue Manor survive so peacefully in Lian Chuan City be ordinary?
"Mm. You seem powerful. However, you are so arrogant. After tonight, there will no longer be a force like Fei Yue Manor in Lian Chuan City," Linlong said calmly.
However, there was a hint of coldness in his calmness. These people could not help but feel a chill.
"Damn it. This brat is too arrogant. Big Brother, we can't let him leave here alive tonight."
"Manor Lord, we must capture him alive."
"Not just alive. We must hang his corpse at the gate of the manor. Let's see who dares to cause trouble in our Fei Yue Manor in the future."
Immediately, these people started cursing again.
Manor Lord Yang Junhao raised his hand, indicating for them to keep quiet.
After the crowd quietened down, he looked at Lin Long and said, "Who exactly are you? If our villa has offended you in any way, I, Yang Junhao, would like to apologize to you."
Linlong was able to transform his mystical Qi into a feather, so he was definitely very powerful. He did not dare to make a move against such a powerhouse so easily. After all, even if he managed to kill the other party in the end, the villa would definitely have to pay a hefty price.
So it would be best if they could reconcile.
"Apologize? It's already too late, "Linlong said.
At this time, many people walked out of the villa. There were old and young people among them. Clearly, everyone in the villa had arrived. Linlong could see Yang Zhe's figure with a casual glance.
At this moment, Yang Zhe was hiding behind the Manor Lord of the Flying Mountain Manor. He looked at Linlong in shock. He had no idea that the culprit was Linlong.
"In that case, the Flying Mountain Manor can only teach you a lesson," Yang Junhao's face immediately turned cold.
"Uh-huh." Linlong did not take it to heart. After looking around, he indifferently said, "All Martial Lords of the Flying Mountain Manor, come out at once. I have no interest in fighting you one on one. As for those below the Martial Lord realm, there's no need to come out and die."
All Martial Lords coming out at once was clearly not putting the Flying Mountain Manor in their eyes! One had to know that their villa still had late-stage Martial Lords who could also transform their mystical Qi into Feathers.
"All Martial Lords? You think too highly of yourself, "a tall and skinny middle-aged man sneered. A tall and thin middle-aged man sneered. Then, he looked at Yang Junhao and said, "Villa Master, let me, Yang Yong, deal with this arrogant guy."
"Mm. Yang Yong, go and try," Yang Junhao said.
Their Flying Mountain Manor had a total of four Martial Lords. One of them was a late-stage Martial Lord. If so many of them ganged up on Linlong, they would be laughed at by the entire Southern Region!
Even though Yang Yong was a mid-stage Martial Lord and his cultivation was a bit lower than Linlong's, Yang Yong had a decent Spiritual Fire. Even if he lost, he wouldn't lose too badly. There was still room for maneuver.
So, he wanted Yang Yong to test Linlong's strength.
After Yang Junhao nodded, Yang Yong immediately walked out.
"Brat who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. I'll let you see how your Brother Yang teaches you a lesson!"
After speaking, Yang Yong threw a punch at Linlong. Yang Yong also knew that Linlong had the strength of a late-stage Martial Lord. So, he used all of his power in that punch.
Bursts of crimson flames burned fiercely on his punch. The temperature of the surrounding air also rose because of his punch.
"Uncle Yang has even greater control over the crimson flames. This punch will definitely send that guy flying!"
The eyes of the people from the Flying Mountain Manor lit up when they saw Yang Yong's punch. In their eyes, that punch was so powerful that it would definitely send Linlong flying!
Linlong lightly smiled when he saw the power of his opponent's punch. Then, he returned a punch.
He didn't even use the Spiritual Fire on his body.
The people from the Flying Mountain Manor immediately revealed mocking expressions when they saw that Linlong's punch had no Spiritual Fire surrounding it.
"And here I was wondering how powerful this person was. So he doesn't even have a Spiritual Fire."
"He dares to cause trouble in the Flying Mountain Manor without a Spiritual Fire? I'm afraid there's something wrong with his head."
"Idiot. He wants to deal with Uncle Yong's crimson flames without a Spiritual Fire?"
As the crowd mocked him, the master of the villa, Yang Junhao, also revealed a smile. He originally thought his opponent was very powerful, but he didn't expect him to be nothing more than a pillow with embroidery. Without a Spiritual Fire, what use was there even if his strength reached the late-stage Martial Lord realm?
However, his smile quickly froze on his face because the expected situation of the crimson flames engulfing his opponent's punch did not happen. Instead, Yang Yong was sent flying by the punch.
Even the speck of crimson flames that crawled onto his opponent's body was useless because it didn't do any harm to him. In an instant, it disappeared without a trace.
What the hell was happening? Why couldn't the Spiritual Fire deal with ordinary power?
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