Chapter 444: Provoking the Wrong Person

Dang!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal collision, the giant sword collided with Lin Xiaotian's fist, and a circle of strong wind ripples visible to the naked eye broke out.

Although Lin Xiaotian's punch was fierce, it could not do anything to the giant sword of more than ten feet. Instead, due to the huge recoil force, his tiger's mouth was broken and bleeding.

"Damn it!"

Lin Xiaotian's face changed and he cursed inwardly.

He could never have imagined that the strength of this white-bearded old man was so strong. Wasn't this old man injured?

Before he could figure it out, Lin Xiaotian's face changed again. He felt an extremely vast force sweeping into his body along his fist, shaking his tiger's mouth numb and almost unable to hold his fist.

Not only that, this force flowed into his internal organs along the meridians of his arm, disturbing his internal organs.

For a time, his blood was boiling, and the whole person was like a ball of hot flames. All the pores on his body opened, and wisps of white mist emerged.

"Puff..."

Finally, Lin Xiaotian couldn't bear this powerful force and spit out a large mouthful of blood. He was struck by lightning and was instantly blown back several meters away.

A small dent appeared faintly on his chest, and blood slowly seeped out along the dent.

Lin Xiaotian looked up at the white-bearded old man with a look of horror and fear.

"What is the strength of this old guy? How can he be so strong?"

He clearly felt that the opponent's strength should not be much different from his own, and he was even inferior in terms of offensive strength.

Because Tianji Pavilion is not a sect that is good at attacking, it is good at various divination and deduction.

But when they started fighting, it completely overturned Lin Xiaotian's cognition. He was suppressed and retreated step by step, and had no power to fight back.

This made Lin Xiaotian feel very aggrieved. He didn't expect that he was not as good as Tianji Pavilion.

Lin Xiaotian didn't understand it in his heart, and the white-bearded old man didn't understand it even more than him.

In the previous attack, he had been prepared for both sides to suffer losses, but he did not expect to win so easily.

Could it be that the Lord of Twilight City is actually a silver-gun candle head, not as powerful as people imagined?

The white-bearded old man was surprised, but at this moment, he suddenly blessed his mind, as if he had thought of something, and looked at Qin Mu behind him calmly.

Qin Mu looked calm, as if nothing had happened, but stared at Lin Xiaotian thoughtfully.

Sure enough, it turned out to be like this.........

The white-bearded old man suddenly realized in his heart, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He was surprised, how could the Lord of Twilight City be so weak, it turned out that this senior secretly helped him.

In this case, what is he still worried about?

Thinking of this, a cold look flashed in the eyes of the white-bearded old man.

"Die!"

Accompanied by the icy voice, he directly swung the giant sword more than a foot long and chopped down at Lin Xiaotian fiercely.

This giant sword, which is more than ten feet long, is extremely sharp, and the sword light flickers, like a blade from heaven descending into the world, emitting a terrifying cold light that makes people's heart palpitate.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaotian's face changed drastically, and he looked at the giant sword that was more than ten feet long and came to kill him with fear, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

But he is the lord of Twilight City after all, and he also has his own pride and trump cards, so he naturally refuses to sit back and wait for death.

The next moment, a ray of light flashed in his eyes, his right leg slightly bent to accumulate power, and then suddenly kicked the ground.

Boom!

In an instant, the ground shook violently, dust filled the sky, and sand and stones splashed everywhere.

Lin Xiaotian's figure was like an arrow from a string, and he suddenly rushed up and rushed towards the white-bearded old man.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing this, the white-bearded old man shouted coldly, and the giant sword in his hand, which was more than ten feet long, burst into a dazzling light.

Lin Xiaotian's eyes flashed with madness and determination, and the spiritual power in his body surged and madly transported to his right fist, and then he faced the giant sword without fear.

Bang!

A dull loud noise sounded from the ring, and dazzling lightning exploded between the two, forming a terrifying shock wave that swept in all directions.

Accompanied by a shocking explosion, the nearby houses were shaken down, wood chips flew, and broken tiles splashed.

"Cough cough cough cough... puff!"

In the rolling smoke and dust, Lin Xiaotian's figure staggered out, half of his body was stained with blood, and a large piece of his chest was cut, and the whole person was in a mess.

Lin Xiaotian vomited blood and fell to the ground, and his whole face instantly turned red like a purple eggplant.

Seeing Lin Xiaotian's embarrassed appearance, everyone around was stunned and dumbfounded.

One move?

The dignified city lord of Twilight City was actually defeated by the white-bearded old man with one move?

Is the Tianji Pavilion so powerful?

"You lose." The white-bearded old man said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Hearing this, Lin Xiaotian did not refute, but looked at Qin Mu behind the white-bearded old man with an unprecedented fearful look.

As soon as he disagreed with the words, a mysterious aura suddenly spread around his body, and then his injuries were seen recovering rapidly.

After a few breaths, Lin Xiaotian's body recovered as before, as if nothing had happened.

"This is..." Seeing this scene, the white-bearded old man's eyes narrowed immediately.

Then he looked at Qin Mu again. Although he didn't dare to deduce, he had realized something in his heart.

The white-bearded old man retracted his gaze, looked at Lin Xiaotian, and said lightly: "Do you still want to stop me?"

This time, Lin Xiaotian, who had recovered from his injuries, chose to remain silent.

The white-bearded old man smiled slightly, then raised his sword and walked towards Lin Yifei, who was confused.

Puff!

The knife fell.

Lin Yifei, who had not yet reacted, instantly covered his bloody throat and fell to the ground. His eyes were full of pain and horror. He stared at Lin Xiaotian beside him with his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Father!? You don't help me?!!"

Lin Yifei stared at Lin Xiaotian with resentment on his face, roaring in a hoarse voice, his tone full of unwillingness and boundless resentment.

He never dreamed that his father would stand by and watch at this time.

Hearing his question, Lin Xiaotian frowned and looked ugly.

He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to look anymore.

Lin Yifei's eyes widened, with infinite unwillingness and despair, and finally sat down on the ground softly, losing his life characteristics.

He was originally Lin Xiaotian's third son, and would be the pillar of Twilight City in the future, with an infinitely bright future.

Unfortunately, he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended today, and was doomed to die.

When Lin Yifei died, the whole audience instantly fell silent.

Not long after, a burst of applause suddenly sounded.