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His Highness was scared out of his wits and immediately came back to his senses. He took out his palms to catch the blade that was flying towards him. Due to the terrifying force, he had to take seven or eight steps back to stabilize his body.

Before he could react, Lin Xing's body had already arrived in front of him. He slapped his palm on the saber hilt, causing both of the Seventh Prince's arms to tremble and feel numb. When the blade's edge was three inches away from his chest, he used all his strength to block the blade.

Just a little bit more and the black blade would pierce through his heart. As he looked at the blade underneath his skin, cold sweat began to pour out of his forehead.

Lin Qi didn't even give him a chance to catch his breath. He immediately condensed the power in his palm, and appeared behind the Seventh Prince in a flash, striking out towards his back.

The inertia from the blade hadn't completely disappeared yet. Lin Xing's palm struck out and the Seventh Prince's body flew forward with a "Ah!". When he hit the blade, a black shadow appeared out of nowhere and kicked Mo Dao away.

Lin Qi followed the dagger and flew over. He caught it in one hand and then put it back into his soul hole.

"Doesn't this friend not feel that he's too vicious?"

The black shadow revealed his true form. He was a young man in a white robe, clean and spotless, emitting a faint fragrance and an elegant demeanor. He was two meters tall, looking down at Lin Qi from above.

After that, a large group of young men and women surrounded the white-robed middle-aged man. The women looked at him with infatuated eyes.

At this moment, Seventh Prince was standing beside him, his body drenched in sweat, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. He looked at Lin Xing, his heart palpitating, but soon it turned into resentment and anger.

"Even if you don't save him, I won't kill him." Lin Qi did not say much and just replied casually.

Previously, he only wanted to frighten the Seventh Prince and kill him, but he didn't really want to kill him. After all, he still wanted to visit the Northern Tomb King, and if he were to kill his nephew first, the situation would become awkward.

"You're lying. You clearly wanted to kill me just now. If brother Shen hadn't appeared in time, I would have been dead by your sword." The Seventh Prince said in a stern voice.

"Shen?" When Lin Qi heard the word, his eyes narrowed.

No wonder the white-robed young man in front of him looked familiar. Upon hearing the word 'Seventh Prince', a person suddenly appeared in his mind.

Shen Shan, was also one of the top five disciples in the Heavenly Ascension Sect. However, the number of people who saw his true face was not many. He was ordered to study in Sikong Sect five years ago, and he had probably just returned not long ago. Lin Qi was fortunate enough to meet him twice, but it was still seven or eight years ago, so he did not have a deep impression of him.

It was said that she did not even put him in her eyes and had already cultivated to the Dao Reaching Realm before she left. In the five years that Sikong Zhaixing had been studying, with his qualifications, he had definitely entered the Heaven Smiting Stage long ago. Furthermore, he could feel the Qi that he emitted when he easily sent Mo Dao flying.

Sikong Zhaixing was from the same Divine Arts Sect, also from the same branch as the Heavenly Ascension Sect. However, it was extremely far from here, and the round trip would take about a year.

Of the young men and women that followed beside him, none of them were people that Lin Xing recognized. Presumably, they were the Sikong Sect disciples that followed him back.

Standing side by side with Shen Shan, he raised his eyebrows very high, as if he was looking down on the people around him, and furthermore, his aura was also emitted without any concealment, as if he was in a calamity.

"Regardless of whether or not you have the intention to kill him, since I have already seen him, I won't sit by and do not ask. Moreover, the Seventh Prince is my best friend, immediately apologize to him, I can forgive your mistake." Shen Yi casually said.

The moment he said those words, the surrounding Sikong Zhaixing women immediately became enraptured. They secretly sent out Qiufeng and displayed an extraordinary measure and sharpness. Even Cloudy Fox was stunned by him. His eyes turned to look at her, unable to shift away for a moment.

"How can that be? Apologizing is letting him off too lightly. Brother Shen, just now, this person wanted to kill me." The Seventh Prince shouted in indignation.

Shen Shan lightly smiled and paid no attention to him, instead paying no attention to him.

"I wonder, what kind of apology is that?" Lin Qi asked without batting an eyelid.

"Kneel down and kowtow three times to the Seventh Prince. That's enough." Shen Shan said.

"Impossible." Lin Qi did his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Hmm? You dare to disobey? "

Shen Shan's face did not have much of a reaction, but that elegant young man coldly looked at Lin Xing, his gaze was like a blade, extremely sharp, seemingly able to penetrate through Lin Xing's body.

"So what if they disobey? Where did you get the right to point fingers in front of me? If you want me to kneel down, that's fine, but why don't you kowtow three times first. " Lin Xing Yi Ran was not afraid as she replied strongly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was shocked. So what if Lin Xing was in the sky level? So what if there were two air raiders in front of him? Was he really not afraid of death?

Looking at the ghost-like mask on Lin Xing's face, the elegant youth's face darkened.