Chapter 202: Arrogant!

The Lin Clan's gate was smashed open, the sound shaking the wilderness.

Inside the Lin Clan, many disciples naturally rushed over in shock.

These Lin Clan disciples were dressed in brocade and fine clothes, all looking arrogant and acting as if they were above everyone else.

"Who dares to trespass on the Lin Clan?!"

A roar rose from the crowd, like a thunderclap.

A burly Lin Clan disciple walked out of the crowd with big strides.

His gaze was like a torch, staring directly at Lin Feng and his group.

Beside him, several Lin Clan disciples followed, all glaring at them.

Lin Feng smiled calmly, waved his hand lightly, and closed the gate again directly.

All the noise was isolated, and no one could peek at the situation inside.

The few people from the Lin Family scanned the Lin Clan disciples in front of them, all curling their lips into playful smiles.

"The people of the Lin Clan are better off than our Lin Family!"

"Look at how brightly you are dressed, relying on the shade cast by our ancestors; these people are enjoying blessings."

Lin Chaoyang's poisonous tongue made the Lin Clan people look angry.

"Clan Leader, why close the door?" Lin Xuan asked strangely.

Weren't they going to announce to outsiders that they had taken the Lin Clan?

"Isn't it better to close the door and handle our own family affairs?" Lin Feng said in a low voice.

The burly Lin Clan disciple heard this and laughed in anger: "Hmph! What are you, and you dare to call yourself a member of the Lin Clan? If you don't give an explanation today, don't think about leaving alive!"

Before his voice fell, his figure surged like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, pouncing straight at Lin Feng.

The wind of his fist whistled, carrying rolling air waves, clearly with extraordinary cultivation.

Lin Feng didn't move, just smiled lightly; this person wasn't worth his move.

Just then, Lin Yan stepped forward and blocked the burly disciple in front of Lin Yan.

"You are not worthy of attacking my Clan Leader; your opponent is me!" Lin Yan's voice was cold, like a biting cold wind.

The burly disciple was stunned, then roared: "You're looking for death!"

After saying that, his fist momentum became even fiercer, aiming straight for Lin Yan's face.

Lin Yan snorted coldly, his figure not retreating but advancing, his hands forming seals quickly.

In an instant, a scorching flame rose from his palm; it was the flame of the Burning Heaven Immortal Wrath.

The flames were raging, like the scorching sun, instantly swallowing the burly disciple's fist wind.

"Ah!"

The burly disciple screamed, feeling a sharp pain, his fist actually scorched black by the flames.

He looked at Lin Yan in horror, unable to believe he would end up in such a state.

Lin Yan didn't stop, his figure flashed, coming to the side of the burly disciple.

He threw a punch with all his strength, carrying the heat of the Holy Fire.

The burly Lin Clan disciple couldn't react in time and was sent flying by this punch, crashing heavily to the ground, vomiting blood, his aura withered.

"Hmph! Nothing more than this!" Lin Yan looked coldly at the person on the ground, his tone full of disdain.

What Lin Clan, he had killed quite a few back on Dragon Island.

Lin Yan never felt these people were a head taller than him.

This scene caused an uproar among the surrounding Lin Clan disciples.

"Arrogant!"

Another roar sounded, and a thin young man with sharp eyes walked out of the crowd.

He held a long sword, the tip of the sword tapping the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Trespassing on my Lin Clan and even hurting my Lin Clan people, you have already paved your way to death."

This person's voice was cold, and he continued: "Report your names; I, Lin Yun, do not kill nameless people."

Lin Yan smiled lightly, intending to step forward to meet the battle, but was stopped by Lin Ya.

Lin Ya laughed and said: "Brother Lin Yan, leave this one to me!"

Lin Ya stepped forward with big strides, his iron sword unsheathed, the sword light like a dragon, pointing straight at Lin Yun.

"As ancestors, cleaning up a few unfilial descendants is only right and proper!" Lin Ya said playfully.

Lin Yun snorted coldly, his eyes full of anger.

In the blink of an eye, his figure surged, the long sword in his hand like a dragon leaving the sea.

This guy was actually a sword cultivator!

No wonder Lin Ya stepped forward; he clearly wanted to learn a thing or two about the Lin Clan's sword Dao!

Lin Ya's figure was agile, his iron sword dancing.

The clanging sounds spread, the two swords colliding, sparks flying everywhere.

The two went back and forth, and after dozens of moves in the flashing sword light, they had already exchanged blows.

Lin Yun's sword technique was sharp, but Lin Ya's sword technique was even more exquisite.

Fighting was truly like a grandfather suppressing a grandson.

"Not good, Brother Lin Yun doesn't seem to be that person's opponent."

"No way, Brother Lin Yun's sword Dao is the best among the younger generation in the Capital!"

"Where did that group of people come from?"

The Lin Clan people were terrified; they had never seen Lin Feng and the others, but they faintly felt a sense of familiarity in their blood.

Before long, Lin Yun began to feel powerless, his offensive getting weaker and weaker.

And Lin Ya fought more and more bravely; as the iron sword danced, there was a faint sound of a dragon's roar.

"Bang!"

Lin Ya's iron sword flicked, shaking Lin Yun's long sword away; the latter staggered back a few steps, his face pale.

"Who... who exactly are you?" Lin Yun looked at Lin Ya, his eyes full of shock.

Lin Ya smiled slightly and put away his iron sword: "I am your ancestor, Lin Ya!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding Lin Clan disciples were in an uproar again.

"Ziyun City Lin Family? Hmph!" Lin Yun's pupils constricted.

Recently, the Ziyun City Lin Family had become famous, and they were the former direct lineage of the Lin Clan.

These things had already spread.

"Ziyun City Lin Family? Hmph! Just a bunch of stray dogs!" In the crowd, someone sneered again.

"Lin Yun, step back; losing to a few pieces of trash is truly a disgrace to my Lin Clan."

As the voice fell, someone else walked out.

Lin Xuan frowned when she heard this; she was straightforward by nature and couldn't stand such insults.

"What did you say?" Lin Xuan's figure flashed to the person's front.

With a "slap," she slapped out, carrying a sharp wind.

The person was slapped back by Lin Xuan, his face livid.

At this moment, Lin Xuan erupted with the cultivation of the Dao Comprehension Realm.

This cultivation made the many Lin Clan juniors stand there in a daze.

Lin Xuan looked like a petite girl, and she wasn't very old, but she had such powerful strength?

"You... you dare to hit me?" The person pointed at Lin Xuan, his voice trembling.

Lin Xuan sneered: "So what if I hit you? If you talk nonsense again, I'll hit you again!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding Lin Clan disciples looked at each other.

Lin Xuan looked weak, but her personality wasn't soft at all.

Just then, a dignified shout rose from deep within the Lin Mansion: "Enough!"

Hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

"The Supreme Elder is here!"

An old man dressed in brocade and wearing a jade crown walked out slowly.

His gaze was like a torch, scanning everyone, and an invisible pressure permeated the air.

"You, from Ziyun City?"

The old man's voice carried unquestionable dignity, his gaze serious as he scanned the front.

Lin Feng stepped forward; he had finally met the real master of the Lin Clan.

A bunch of juniors weren't worth his appearance.

"Who are you?"

A trace of anger flashed in the old man's eyes: "Old man is the Lin Clan Supreme Elder, Lin Kuohai!" ===== CHAPTER 203 =====