Lin Yi had inexplicably asked Xue Jianfeng, a peak early-stage Nascent Soul expert, to kneel. Was this guy an idiot? Where did his confidence come from?
At this time, Lin Yi was only five steps away from him. Xue Jianfeng had already made up his mind to make Lin Yi suffer. In a fit of rage, he unsheathed his Snow Sword without hesitation. With a flash of sword light, it was pressed against Lin Yi's throat. The scene was exactly the same as when he was dealing with Bing Wuqing.
Leng Leng and Bing Wuqing's eyelids twitched when they saw this scene. They had to admit that this guy's sword speed after advancing to the peak early-stage Nascent Soul realm was a little too fast. Although there were other drawbacks, such as the tip of the sword being shaky and the lack of power, the speed of the sword itself was extremely terrifying.
When one's speed reached a certain degree, it would become an unbreakable technique. Even though Xue Jianfeng's sword had yet to reach the pinnacle of speed, it had undoubtedly reached the pinnacle in the eyes of the minor pugilistic world. After all, this fellow could be considered a genius. His aptitude was not fake.
Xue Jianfeng had never thought of finishing off Lin Yi with a single strike. This was actually just a test. He wanted to let Lin Yi have a taste of the feeling of brushing shoulders with the God of Death. He wanted Lin Yi to make a fool of himself in front of everyone. In his opinion, the show had only just begun.
Unfortunately, the show that he had anticipated had only just begun. To be precise, it had already ended before it had even begun.
Xue Jianfeng's sword was fast, but Lin Yi's Soul Reaping Hand was even faster. At the moment when he struck, a Soul Reaping Hand with black gas had already appeared above his head. His entire Primordial Spirit was instantly controlled, and then slowly pulled out of his physical body.
One had to know that even Chen Jiu, the sample source, could not resist Lin Yi's Soul Reaping Hand, not to mention Xue Jianfeng, a peak early-stage Nascent Soul expert who relied purely on imitation. In front of the Soul Reaping Hand, he was nothing but a fart.
Plop! Before his Primordial Spirit was completely pulled out of his physical body, Xue Jianfeng hurriedly knelt down without hesitation. In the face of death, face and hatred were all meaningless. Begging for mercy was the most important thing.
"…" Everyone was speechless.
At this time, Hong Qingyuan and the others had already rushed over after hearing the news. It was just that they had no way of interfering in Xue Jianfeng's matter, nor did they feel that with Xue Jianfeng's strength, he would be at a disadvantage. They never imagined that it would actually be such an outcome. Xue Jianfeng actually really knelt down!
Everyone looked at Lin Yi with incomparable shock and doubt. Who exactly was this person?
In fact, even Bing Wuqing was shocked at this moment. She had thought that Lin Yi would be able to deal with Xue Jianfeng. Otherwise, with Lin Yi's style, he would not have come forward so rashly if he did not have enough confidence. However, the scene of him forcing Xue Jianfeng to his knees with such ease really refreshed Bing Wuqing's worldview. Wasn't this boss of hers a little too strong and unreasonable?
"Heh, you're quite sensible in the face of death." Seeing this, Lin Yi smiled. Seeing that Xue Jianfeng had been scared to the point of wetting his pants, he then released his primordial spirit, allowing him to escape.
After all, this was the territory of the Snow Sword Faction. Even if it was for Leng Leng's sake, Lin Yi could not directly kill Xue Jianfeng as soon as he arrived. Moreover, the unfathomable core was involved. Lin Yi did not plan to take the initiative to fire the first shot yet. Naturally, he would not mess up his rhythm just because of a mere Xue Jianfeng.
When the primordial spirit returned to his physical body, Xue Jianfeng's face turned pale. Although he did not seem to be injured at first glance, in fact, having the primordial spirit forcibly extracted from the physical body was a very damaging thing to his vitality. Especially since Xue Jianfeng was an expert who relied on the core's techniques to forcefully reach his current level. In this aspect, primordial spirit was completely weak, so the impact was even greater.
Without a few months' time, Xue Jianfeng would not be able to recover to his peak state.
"I have eyes but failed to see. Please be magnanimous and let me go. I won't dare to do such a stupid thing again. I won't dare to do it again!" Xue Jianfeng hurriedly begged for mercy while trembling with fear. He almost buried his head into the ground.
After all, he was not a fool. Although Lin Yi had released his primordial spirit, with Lin Yi's technique just now, killing him was almost a matter of a thought. In order to live, he had no choice but to beg for mercy!
"Is that so? But why do I remember that I just taught you a lesson a few months ago? Now, you don't recognize me anymore. What if you go back on your words in the future? I don't trust a guy with a criminal record like you. "Lin Yi looked down at him from above.
"This …" Xue Jianfeng crawled on the ground. Instantly, he was sweating profusely. He did not even have the chance to refute this kind of thing. He could only beg with all his might, "Please believe me! I really won't dare to do it again! I won't dare to do it again … "
"Elder Xue, please forgive me if I have offended you in any way. I represent all the disciples of the Snow Sword Sect in gratitude!" Hong Qingyuan also came forward with a group of elders to plead for mercy. No matter what, Xue Jianfeng was still a member of the Snow Sword Sect. Moreover, he was a Nascent Soul Realm old monster that they needed to rely on in the future. If he were to die in the hands of Lin Yi, it would be an incomparably huge loss to the entire Snow Sword Sect. They could not afford it.
Lin Yi glanced at them, then pouted at Xue Jianfeng on the ground and said, "They are pleading for you. This is a way to step down. Aren't you going to do something?"
"Do something?" Xue Jianfeng was stunned.
"Nonsense. You went back on your words and went against me. You want me to let you go without paying a price? Do you really think I'm easy to fool? Or, do you think I won't kill you? "Lin Yi snorted coldly.
Feeling the murderous intent that was gradually being released from the other party, Xue Jianfeng could not help but shrink his neck. People's minds always turned especially fast in this kind of life and death situation. He immediately understood what Lin Yi meant. Last time, Lin Yi let him go because he handed over half of the Divine Sense Grass. So, it was clear that if he wanted to live this time, he would have to pay a sufficient price.
"But … I don't have the Divine Sense Grass anymore …" Xue Jianfeng said bitterly.
"Then change to something else. If you don't have anything decent, then cripple one of your arms. It'll be a good lesson for you," Lin Yi said casually.
"I …" Xue Jianfeng's face was bitter. If he wanted to satisfy Lin Yi, he needed at least a treasure on the level of the Divine Sense Grass. How could he take it out in such a short time?
"I never repeat myself. If you can't take out something decent, then cripple one of your arms. Otherwise, if I do it myself, you won't be able to get away so easily," Lin Yi said indifferently.
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