"What! ?"

"The stepson of Holy Son Xuantian?"

Everyone in the Zhenbao Pavilion was shocked.

"The Xuantian Sect is a top-level sect that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is said that Holy Son Xuantian is the only direct disciple of the Xuantian Sect Master!"

"It is almost certain that he will inherit the position of sect leader in the future!"

"As the stepson of Holy Son Xuantian, his identity is indeed not simple!"

"No wonder this kid with a fourth level of foundation building dares to take action against a golden elixir monk. It turns out his background is astonishing!"

Hearing the discussion of the crowd around him, Lin Yan's face instantly became ferocious.

His fierce eyes stared directly at the Xuantian Sect disciples who were talking about him.

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

Like a crazy beast.

"If any of you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you!"

"A bunch of damn bastards!"

Lin Yan originally pretended to be cool, but suddenly several Xuantian Sect disciples appeared and told him that his stepfather was Yang Chen.

Mader.

His mentality was about to explode.

These Xuantian Zong's bastards, they really deserve to die.

Every one of them should die immediately.

"What a scary look!"

"He is worthy of being the stepson of Holy Son Xuantian!"

"The white-faced young man opposite seems to be from the Blood Knife Sect!"

"It should be the true disciple of the Blood Knife Sect, the Golden Pill cultivator!"

"Although his realm is high, if he offends the stepson of Holy Son Xuantian, the Blood Knife Sect may not dare to protect him!"

Lin Yan's face turned even darker.

He clenched the giant sword tightly and was about to slash at the group of long tongues.

At this time, a cold shout sounded in Lin Yan's mind.

"Yan'er, be careful!"

Lin Yan turned his head.

But it was too late.

The white-faced young man took advantage of him not paying attention and hit him directly on the chest.

"boom!"

The white-faced young man almost didn't hold back this palm.

The golden elixir monk struck with all his strength, and you can imagine how terrifying it was.

At the critical moment, a layer of faint red light appeared on Lin Yan's body.

It protected his heart and offset it. Half of the attack.

Otherwise, this palm could directly seriously injure Lin Yan.

But even so, Lin Yan was beaten until he vomited blood and flew away.

He fell heavily to the ground.

This scene.

Everyone in the Treasure Pavilion saw it. Stunned.

Shen Xueyan also opened her beautiful eyes wide.

Because no one had thought that.

Knowing clearly that Lin Yan was the stepson of Holy Son Xuantian, this disciple of the Blood Knife Sect dared to do such a heavy blow. Did he not want his life?

Did you think that Xuan Tian was stunned? Is Tianzong, an ancient sect that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, easy to bully?

"What a courage!"

Shen Xueyan yelled angrily and took action.

She fought with the white-faced young man.

They fought for more than ten rounds in an instant.

The white-faced young man took out a blood-red long knife.

Evil energy overflowed from his body.

He swung three knives in succession and knocked Shen Xueyan back.

"Haha, the people of Xuantian Sect are nothing more than this!"

"I thought there would be any difference between the dignified saint's son and step-son, but in the end, he was crippled with just one palm!"

"Gee, what a waste!"

Shen Xueyan's face turned cold, and she was about to fight with the white-faced young man again.

However, Lin Yan behind him stood up.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the young man in white with blood-red eyes.

"Today, you will definitely die!"

Lin Yan's voice was firm.

"oh?"

The white-faced young man smiled

"A boy who doesn’t know the heights of the world!"

"Could it be that because your stepfather is the Holy Son of Xuantian, I am afraid of you?"

"Hum, to tell you the truth, even if Holy Son Xuantian is your biological father, I am not afraid today!"

"My Blood Sword Sect is not afraid of your Xuantian Sect!"

"If you step on a horse, you are really looking for death!"

Lin Yan's face was ferocious and terrifying, and his heart was full of hatred.

If the white-faced young man sneaked up on him and interrupted his pretense, his murderous intention was not very strong.

But now, the white-faced young man is jumping on his head..Must die!

"Master, I want to use part of your power! Lin

Yan said in a deep voice in his heart

"Yan'er, this person is a true disciple of the Blood Knife Sect, there is no need to kill him, that will cause problems!"

"The top priority now is to prepare to collect the strange fire!"

"Master, please leave it alone!"

"I will borrow the power of your Golden Core Realm to hone your strength!"

"Alas, okay!"

Empress Yan was helpless.

Lin Yan's body flashed red, and his aura greatly increased.

In an instant, he had an aura that was not weaker than that of the Golden Core Realm.

"So strong!"

"Is this guy also a golden elixir?"

"Unlikely!"

A discerning person saw it and said:

"It's not the golden elixir. This power should be the means of life-saving entrusted to him by Holy Son Xuantian!"

"After all, this boy is the stepson of Holy Son Xuantian!"

Lin Yan glanced coldly at the person who spoke.

Mad, that's the kid, he keeps beeping.

When I kill this white-faced young man, you will be next!

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