Chapter 362

Seeing the flying sword that broke through the window and entered, Lan Xuan shuddered in fright!

But after glancing at the old man beside him, he immediately regained his composure.

The old man by his side had once been hailed as a demigod in his youth.

With him here, dealing with Lin Yang isn't a piece of cake, is it?

The old man, seeing the flying sword break through the window, also had his pupils contract sharply.

This sword thrust came at him, and he didn't even notice it.

At that moment, Lin Yang entered with Liu Yan.

"Lan Xuan, is it you who wanted to see me?"

Lan Xuan saw Lin Yang and let out a cold laugh.

"You showed up pretty quickly."

"Old Weng, thanks for the trouble."

Weng Tian Tong nodded, looked at Lin Yang, and said.

"Young man, I heard you rely on your martial prowess to bully the weak?"

"Bullying the weak?"

Hearing Weng Tian Tong's words, Lin Yang sneered.

"Do you think this guy counts as weak?"

"Just a piece of trash."

Lan Xuan, who had been scolded, flew into a rage.

He gritted his teeth, stared at Lin Yang, and said in a low voice.

"Old Weng, don't waste words with him—just kill him!"

Saying that, he glanced at Liu Yan beside him.

When he saw Liu Yan clearly, a lewd look appeared in his eyes.

He excitedly licked his lips and said to Liu Yan.

"Liu Yan, I never expected to meet you here!"

"Meeting is fate; after Old Weng kills this guy, let's have a meal together."

Liu Yan, hearing that, her face darkened as she said.

"Lan Xuan, if you want to eat, go by yourself."

Seeing Liu Yan refuse him, Lan Xuan wasn't angry; he chuckled and said.

"You'll agree."

"Old Weng, make your move."

The old man nodded and stood up.

The old man's hair was white, his face lined with wrinkles, far from being well-kept like those pampered by the Xuánmén (Mysterious Gate) Association.

But the light in his eyes blazed brightly, his gaze fixed firmly on Lin Yang.

"Young man, I haven't lifted a hand in ten years; today I'll make you want to strike!"

Lin Yang smiled and said, "I'm afraid that if I strike, you won't get a chance to strike back."

The old man laughed heartily: "Just as Lan Xuan said, you're extremely arrogant."

"Come on, let me show you what a demigod is!"

Looking at the confident old man, Lin Yang smiled and said.

"If that's the case, then I'll see what a demigod is."

Having said that, he vanished from the spot.

By the time Weng Tian Tong raised his hand, Lin Yang was already standing behind him.

In his hand, he held a few strands of the old man's white hair.

Lin Yang chuckled and said, "Old sir, at your age you shouldn't come out to show off your martial arts."

"Besides, helping a man who bullies women and men—aren't you afraid it'll shorten your lifespan?"

The old man saw the white hair in Lin Yang's hand and his pupils contracted.

His forehead also broke out in a cold sweat.

If Lin Yang had just tried to kill me, I might already be dead!

He took a deep breath, his gaze solemn as he looked at Lin Yang.

"I underestimated you, old man; no wonder you dare to bully Lan Shao—you truly have formidable strength."

"Bullying?"

"Old man, have you gotten something wrong? I dealing with him counts as bullying?"

Lan Xuan didn't realize that in the earlier exchange, Weng Tian Tong had come out on the losing side.

He thought Lin Yang said those words because he was afraid of Weng Tian Tong.

He smirked triumphantly and said to Lin Yang.

"My Lan Family is a century-old clan in Jinling!"

"In Jinling, the Lan Family is king!"

"Anyone who defies the Lan Family deserves to die!"

Saying that, he turned his gaze to Feng Tang beside him and said.

"This young master taking a liking to this guy's girlfriend is his good fortune."

"He actually refuses to cooperate with this young master—he deserves to die!"

As for you, you actually dared to hit this young master for his sake—you deserve death even more!

Old Man Weng, quickly kill him!

Looking at Lan Xuan's wicked expression, Lin Yang frowned and said.

It seems I should have killed you earlier.

Kill me?

Lan Xuan laughed triumphantly.

I was born to stand at the peak; what gives you the right to kill me?

You, a good-for-nothing with no background, what do you have to fight me with?

I tell you, I will kill you all here and still be unharmed—that's our difference.

Your efforts' end is my starting point.

He looked at Feng Tang and sneered.

Your Feng Family isn't even a quasi-first-rate clan, and I alone can wipe you out.

Do you know what this is called? It's the gap in foundation!

After saying that, Lan Xuan wore a look of triumph.

Seeing him like that, Lin Yang reached out and snatched the long sword into his hand.

You truly are a lofty heaven‑chosen prodigy—too bad you met me.

Seeing Lin Yang grasp the long sword, Lan Xuan instinctively felt a chill.

But he glanced at Weng Tian Tong beside him.

He hid beside Weng Tian Tong and shouted.

So what if you've met me? Old Man Weng is by my side.

Old Man Weng, kill him!

Weng Tian Tong nodded and turned his gaze toward Lin Yang.

Junior, I admit I underestimated you before; now I will fight you with all my strength!

Come on.

He let out a great shout, releasing his powerful aura.

Inside the house, a gust of wind rose from the flat ground.

A strong wind blew, making everyone's clothes rustle loudly.

Weng Tian Tong looked at Lin Yang, shouted, and charged straight at him.

Seeing Weng Tian Tong take the initiative, Lan Xuan felt relieved.

As long as Weng Tian Tong acts, that guy named Lin Yang is as good as dead, right?

He chuckled, turning his gaze to Liu Yan and said.

Liu Yan, that guy is as good as dead—spend tonight with me.

Looking at Liu Yan's provocative figure, he couldn't help licking his lips.

Pfft

As he leaned toward Liu Yan, a spray of blood spattered onto his face.

He touched the blood on his face, gave a hehe laugh, and said.

As expected of Old Man Weng—he knocked that kid out so quickly.

But that's too easy on him; I wanted to torture him properly.

Before Lan Xuan's words faded, Lin Yang's voice rang out.

Looks like I didn't disappoint you.

Hearing that, Lan Xuan snapped his head up.

When he saw Lin Yang walking toward him, sword in hand,

and then saw Weng Tian Tong's severed corpse on the ground, his body trembled and he let out a cry.

Why, why could you kill Old Man Weng?

Looking at the shocked Lan Xuan, he laughed and said.

He's old—fear the young and strong, haven't you heard?

And if his measly strength could be called a demi‑god, then I am the sole true god!

Seeing Lin Yang approach, Lan Xuan trembled all over.

You... you don't come over!

Behind me is the Lan Family!

I am the son of a century‑old clan; you can't kill me, or you won't survive in Jinling!

If you let me go, I'll pretend tonight's events never happened!

Seeing Lin Yang already before him, sword raised, he shouted.

Liu Yan, do you really want to watch him be hunted by the Lan Family?

As an outsider, he doesn't know the weight of the Lan Family—don't you know that either?

Hearing Lan Xuan's shouting, Liu Yan finally spoke.