A Thousand Mountains' Sword Qi Condensed into Wings, Daring to Ride the Astral Winds and Knock on the Emperor's Gate!

As Lin Qi arrived before Mo Xiao in an instant, the major factions that had been waiting and watching soon noticed the scene. Every one of them stared in astonishment.

"What is Hall Master Lin trying to do? Does he intend to fight Mo Xiao?"

"No way, right? Mo Xiao is one of Smiling Skull's Seven Guardians. Several High-level Blood Condensation Realm martial artists from the Four Domains have already died by his hand. Hall Master Lin may be a peerless genius capable of fighting a Mid-level Blood Condensation Realm martial artist, but even the Mid-level Blood Condensation Realm prodigies from the domain cities would not dare to act arrogantly before Mo Xiao. Has he been driven mad by the situation?"

Hu Lei and Zhuo Gu, who had remained motionless until now, were both somewhat surprised as they watched Lin Qi face Mo Xiao directly.

Obsidian Martial Arts Hall's current situation was indeed far from favorable. Although Dixing Pharmaceutical had only thirteen main combatants in the battle overhead, while their other Bone Forging Realm martial artists could only shoot arrows from the ground, the thirteen Blood Condensation Realm experts Dixing Pharmaceutical had hired were anything but ordinary. This was especially true of Blood-Soaked General Meria and an elderly Beastkin man.

Blood-Soaked General Meria fought alone with a spear. In just over ten seconds of battle, dozens of Obsidian Martial Arts Hall's Gray-robed Disciples had fallen. As for the elderly Beastkin man, he wielded a giant axe. Without using any martial skill at all, his axe moved as swiftly as a gale, leaving people no time to react. One step, one kill—no Gray-robed Disciple could withstand even a single axe strike.

Even against the Spiral Demon Spear Cannons of those twenty-odd peerless geniuses, the two of them could still deal with