Azure Cloud Terrace Palace! What Do You Mean?!

The disciples of Azure Cloud Terrace Palace relied on the strength of their sect and simply did not take Lin Bai seriously.

They thought to themselves, So what if he is East Ridge's Premier Sword Cultivator? Could he really defy the heavens? Our Azure Cloud Terrace Palace has five or six Human Core Realm experts. If you dare act recklessly, let alone being East Ridge's Premier Sword Cultivator—even if you were a god descended to earth, you would still die!

"Get on your knees quickly and kowtow a hundred times to your grandpa. Once I'm in a good mood, I might even spare your Spirit Sword Sect."

"A hundred kowtows! Not one less—and they have to be loud!"

The more than one hundred martial artists Lin Bai had knocked down all got back to their feet and spoke to him with arrogant airs.

Lin Bai's expression gradually darkened. Looking at them, he asked with a smile, "You still want me to kneel and kowtow before you'll let me go?"

"You ambushed us, shot down my Spirit Sword Sect's Flying Roc, and I haven't even settled accounts with you yet."

"Where did you get the nerve to speak to me like this?"

"Who gave you the courage to swagger in front of me like this?"

Lin Bai let out an angry roar, and his sword shot forward.

"Die!"

Instant Kill Sword erupted, and a razor-sharp gray sword ray swept horizontally across the air.

At that moment, the more than one hundred Azure Cloud Terrace Palace disciples standing before Lin Bai all widened their eyes. Terror covered their faces as a chill brushed across their throats.

That chill was the aura of death!

"No, no, no!"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Grandpa Lin Bai, ancestor Lin Bai, please spare me! Please