In an instant, an overwhelmingly fierce aura burst forth from Ling Qingyuan, enveloping the entire Martial Arts Academy.
Everyone felt as though the apocalypse had arrived, and almost everyone was unable to breathe.
The whole sky changed color, with dark clouds gathering together in an instant.
Ling Qingyuan, like a Heavenly Demon descending to the mortal realm, looked at Lin Mo with a cold smile on his face:
"Rebellious son, I must kill you, you dared to kill my daughter, I will not only kill you but also flay your skin off!"
Lin Mo just snorted lightly, "Then we'll have to see if you have the ability."
As his words fell, Lin Mo took a slight step forward.
Thump!
That casual step instantly caused the ground to crack before everyone's eyes.
"Young Martial Venerate?"
Seeing this scene, Ling Qingyuan's expression changed slightly, his pupils constricted as he stared at Lin Mo and said, "No wonder you could kill so many masters at my Martial Arts Academy."