11: Are you going to let me go?

The speaker was dressed in plain clothes, with an ethereal, immortal demeanor.

Beside him stood a young cultivator with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, who was none other than Zhao Qingfeng, the eldest young master of the Zhao Family.

Zhao Qingfeng watched as his father died and the Zhao Family Ancestor was severely injured.

Instantly, he was consumed by rage.

Tian Yangzi looked at his beloved disciple's expression and couldn't help but say, "Don't worry, I, your master, will see justice done for you."

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhao Qingfeng forcibly suppressed his anger and walked to the Zhao Family Ancestor's side to examine his injuries.

"Was it you who was spouting nonsense just now?"

Tian Yangzi looked at Lin Mu with an unfriendly expression.

Lin Mu said playfully, "Whether it's nonsense or not, we'll know once we try."

"Since you're so confident, I'll give it a try and see how capable you truly are."

Tian Yangzi flicked his finger, and the flying sword on his back shot out.

Under Tian Yangzi's control, the flying sword transformed into seven blades, attacking Lin Mu simultaneously.

Although the flying swords were fast, Lao Mo's speed was even faster.

He flew forward, shielding Lin Mu.

The long sword in his hand parried left and right.

All seven flying swords were blocked by him.

Seeing the first wave of attack thwarted.

Tian Yangzi gestured, and the seven long swords circled in the air, merging into one long sword, which then flew back into his hand.

He held the long sword, with his other hand clasped behind his back.

"You do have some skill; no wonder you're so arrogant."

Lao Mo tossed his long sword into the air, gave a cold smile, and said:

"Let me see how capable you are too."

The long sword he tossed into the air spun continuously at high speed.

In just a moment, it similarly transformed into seven identical flying swords.

As soon as the seven flying swords materialized, they flew towards Tian Yangzi with lightning speed.

Tian Yangzi didn't expect that Lao Mo had learned his unique skill with just one glance.

Although the moves were the same, the effect when Lao Mo executed them was several times stronger than his own.

He simply couldn't block all seven flying swords simultaneously.

In a hurry, he formed hand seals and set up a spiritual energy shield around himself.

As soon as the shield was erected, the seven flying swords arrived one after another.

The first flying sword struck the shield, and a crisp sound was heard.

The spiritual energy shield shattered instantly.

The remaining six flying swords all solidly pierced Tian Yangzi's body.

At this moment, Tian Yangzi's eyes were wide with rage, and blood streamed from his body.

A flying sword was embedded in each of his four limbs, his head, and his heart.

The flying sword in his hand slowly slipped, falling to the ground with a mournful clang.

His broken body crashed to the ground.

In his dying moments, a few words slowly escaped his lips.

"Such fast swords."

From Lao Mo's attack to Tian Yangzi's death by the sword.

It all happened in a flash.

This scene left everyone present stunned.

They found it hard to believe.

A powerful expert of the Flying Heaven Realm, who was high above, was instantly killed by this Man in Black.

Their gazes towards Lao Mo were filled with both awe and reverence.

In the silent hall, a heart-wrenching cry suddenly rang out.

"Master."

Zhao Qingfeng knelt beside Tian Yangzi's corpse, grief-stricken.

His wails echoed through heaven and earth.

He suddenly raised his head, glaring fiercely at Lao Mo.

"You have committed a monstrous crime; now prepare to face the wrath of the Qingyang Sect."

"The entire Tao Family will be buried with you."

Lao Mo paid no heed to Zhao Qingfeng's impotent roar.

He retracted his long sword, flew back behind Lin Mu, and stood with his hands clasped behind his back.

As if nothing had happened.

Lin Mu slowly rose and walked step by step to stand before Zhao Qingfeng.

He looked down and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't make reckless threats when I lack the strength."

"Since you want the Tao Family to be buried with you, then I will first make the Zhao Family pay for your words."

As soon as Lin Mu finished speaking.

Lao Mo's long sword, which he had retracted, flew back into the air.

This time, the long sword transformed into dozens of blades in the air.

Zhao Qingfeng looked at the terrifying flying swords in horror and roared, "How dare you?"

Lin Mu delivered a flying kick to Zhao Qingfeng's abdomen.

Zhao Qingfeng immediately felt as if his abdomen had been struck by an iron hammer.

He writhed in pain on the ground, his body convulsing continuously.

Lin Mu stepped on Zhao Qingfeng's head and said in a cold tone.

"See if I dare!"

"Do it."

The flying swords, poised for attack, received Lin Mu's command.

They flew towards the Zhao Family members in the hall.

For a moment, the entire hall was filled with wails.

All Zhao Family members struck by the flying swords fell to the ground, dead.

Even the Shen Family Patriarch and the few people who had testified for Zhao Xin could not escape.

The guests who had come to the banquet all retreated to the corner of the hall in horror.

They watched the hellish scene, trembling all over.

After a moment, the wails gradually faded, leaving only the corpses of the Zhao Family members on the ground.

Zhao Qingfeng watched all of this helplessly.

He clenched his teeth, and blood continuously seeped from the corners of his mouth due to the excessive force.

"Even as a ghost, I won't let you off."

His crimson eyes stared fixedly at Lin Mu.

Lin Mu withdrew his foot from Zhao Qingfeng's head, and his emotionless words, one by one, fell into Zhao Qingfeng's ears.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to become a ghost just yet; you're more useful alive than dead."

After Lin Mu finished speaking, he ignored Zhao Qingfeng, who was still cursing.

He turned and walked to his seat, gracefully sitting down.

He picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then said:

"After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, anyone still remaining here will die!"

Although Lin Mu spoke calmly.

To the ears of the crowd, it was like a clap of thunder.

Some timid people immediately scrambled out of the hall.

Seeing someone take the lead, the others also fled in disarray.

The Yan Family Patriarch and the Jin Family Patriarch exchanged glances, then took their clan disciples and left.

They all knew that Hancheng City was truly about to change.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all the banquet guests had left.

The Handan City Lord was mingled in the crowd, about to exit the hall.

Suddenly, he heard Lin Mu call out.

"Lord City Lord, where are you rushing off to?"

The Handan City Lord's scalp tingled as he froze in place.

He slowly turned around, looking at Lin Mu with a wry smile.

"Young Master Lin, what are your orders?"

"As the lord of a city, so many people have died here; don't you have anything to say?"

The Handan City Lord lowered his head awkwardly, not daring to look at the tragic scene in the hall.

He said insincerely, "Today is a private matter between the Tao and Zhao families; I am not at liberty to interfere."

"Oh? A private matter. Didn't Lord City Lord just now want to make a decision for someone?"

The Handan City Lord wiped a bead of cold sweat from his forehead, and his tone became even more respectful.

"Previously, I was misled by Zhao Jiuding, which caused me to wrongly blame Young Master Lin."

"I hope Young Master Lin, with his magnanimity, will forgive me. In the future, if there's anything I can do, Young Master Lin, please don't hesitate to ask."

Lin Mu naturally wouldn't believe the words of such a seasoned official.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, then all of the Zhao Family's properties will henceforth belong to the Tao Family."

"Lord City Lord, what do you think?"

How could the Handan City Lord have any objections?

Even if Lin Mu had said to put the City Lord's Mansion under the Tao Family's name, he wouldn't dare say no.

"Everything will be arranged according to Young Master Lin."

Lin Mu smiled meaningfully.

"Lord City Lord, truly wise."

"Tao Zhi, take some people with Lord City Lord to handle the specific matters of taking over the Zhao Family."

Tao Zhi acknowledged the order, stepped forward, and respectfully bowed to Lin Mu.

Then he walked a few steps to stand before the Handan City Lord and bowed, saying.

"Lord City Lord, please proceed."

The Handan City Lord nodded in agreement as if he had been granted a great pardon.

Lin Mu saw that all the irrelevant people had left.

He rose and walked back to Zhao Qingfeng: "Young Master Zhao, what is your status in the Qingyang Sect?"

Zhao Qingfeng had regained his composure by this point.

The madness in his eyes had faded.

He carefully pondered the meaning of Lin Mu's words.

"I am one of the Ten Great Heavenly Talents of the Qingyang Sect, so my status in the Qingyang Sect is naturally crucial."

"Oh, really?"

"Then let the people of the Qingyang Sect prepare spirit stones to ransom him."

Zhao Qingfeng heard this and said doubtfully, "You intend to let me go?"