Peerless Taoist

Everyone looked at Yan Jin in astonishment, guessing the identity of this person.    

What kind of background was this?    

On this stone platform, everyone knew Lu Wuya's name, and they were all eager to avoid him.    

There was actually someone who dared to ask Lu Wuya to come out?    

Yan Jin ignored the gazes of others and said proudly, "Come out. Today, I'll let you know what a true genius is!"    

His voice was so loud and clear that the others were a little hesitant and did not dare to make a move.    

The expressions of these people all fell into Yan Jin's eyes.    

Yan Jin was even more arrogant. He was absolutely certain that the reason why these people did not dare to go forward was because they were intimidated by his strength.    

"Senior Brother Yan, the other party is Lu Wuya after all. Let's be more cautious." Song Han said with a face full of worry.    

Yan Jin waved his hand and said indifferently, "They don't even know my true strength. What bullsh * t Lu Family prodigy is not my match at all!"    

His heart could be said to be filled with confidence.    

However, the Lu Family kept silent, and no one even bothered with him.    

"Lu Wuya, why don't you come out and fight me!" Yan Jin shouted.    

The surroundings were silent. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Yan Jin.    

"Hehehehe. - - -"    

A burst of mocking laughter came from the red sedan.    

" Elder Bai, are all the people from your Lingxiao Sect so funny? " Lu Wuya's voice came from the palanquin, "Slave Eleven, go and meet him."    

A servant kneeling beside the sedan suddenly stood up.    

What?    

Let a servant deal with Yan Jin.    

Yan Jin immediately felt humiliated, and his heart was filled with shame and anger.    

"The one I challenge is you! Fine, you're probably afraid of being defeated by me and losing your reputation. That's why you don't dare to come out. Hmph, I won't give you this chance today. With just me alone, I'll kick all of you out of the Lu Family!" Yan Jin said with a cold smile.    

Slave Eleven said coldly, "Make your move."    

Obviously, they did not put Yan Jin in their eyes at all.    

Yan Jin said angrily, "You slave, is there any right for you to speak here!"    

After saying that, Yan Jin drew the long blade in his hand. The powerful Knife Qi swept up a strong gale and blew towards Slave Eleven.    

"You can still make it if you admit defeat now." Yan Jin said with a cold smile.    

Slave Eleven suddenly frowned.    

"Although I am a servant of the Lu Family, I am still the Young Master's personal servant. You should not underestimate me." Slave Eleven muttered to himself. Suddenly, he swung his fist at Yan Jin.    

Bang!    

A powerful force surged out like a tidal wave. Yan Jin suddenly felt an intense force sweeping towards his arm.    

With a loud sound, Yan Jin was sent flying.    

Ding! Ding!    

The saber in Yan Jin's hand flew out of his hand and was thrown far away.    

His whole body was actually smashed to the ground by a punch, it was at least thirty to forty meters away!    

A servant of the Lu Family actually defeated the person from the Lingxiao Sect!    

Yan Jin struggled to get up. He could only feel that his internal organs were already numb. A slight movement would cause the pain of a crack in the heart.    

"What kind of demonic technique did you use? How could you suddenly become so powerful!?" Yan Jin roared in disbelief.    

In their Prison Prison Peak, basically no one was his match.    

Even when he sparred with the disciples of the other peaks, Yan Jin often won.    

However, he didn't know that the reason why he was able to keep winning was because his father was the Grand Elder.    

His own strength, among his peers, was already not worth mentioning.