Chapter 1739
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Ling Yun's expression was calm, but his attacks were merciless as he started a massacre!
He had scanned the area with his Divine Will and realized that there were more than a hundred Nanyang spirit cultivators lying in ambush in the huge resort. Most of them were short and dark-skinned. Judging from their appearance and attire, he could tell that they were basically Nanyang itinerant cultivators.
The enemy's defenses were tight, and they were indeed prepared!
No wonder Zhou Wenyi had specially given him this mission. These people had already come to China's doorstep to cause trouble. What was there to be polite about?
Six gusts of wind passed by, and the six spirit cultivators who hadn't even reached the Xiantian Realm each had a hole in their foreheads. They all fell to the ground and died.
"Follow me."
Ling Yun called out casually, but he didn't use any movement techniques. He took the lead and stepped into the resort as if he was taking a stroll.
Shua shua shua shua shua …
More than ten figures flew out from all directions of the resort and blocked Ling Yun's path.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait."
The person in front was rather tall and thin. He wore a short shirt and carried a long sword on his back. He spoke fluent Huaxia.
Ling Yun stopped in his tracks for the time being because he was addressed as a fellow Daoist.
The person cupped his fists at Ling Yun. "I'm Hua Chaofan, a sword cultivator from the South Sea Sword Sect. I'm now a guest of the He Family. May I know your name?"
"My name is Lin Tian, an itinerant cultivator from the East Sea."
Ling Yun wasn't afraid of being recognized at all because he had already adjusted his appearance before he appeared. Although his figure didn't change, he had slightly widened the bones of his face, turning his originally handsome face into a square face. He looked very heroic, but he couldn't be called handsome anymore.
Ling Yun reported his alias and frowned slightly. "South Sea Sword Sect? Does it belong to the Nanyang Itinerant Cultivator Alliance? "
"Uh … this …"
Hua Chaofan was slightly embarrassed because he could tell that Lin Tian seemed to have a lot of enmity towards the Nanyang Itinerant Cultivator Alliance.
"For now, yes …" In the end, he chose to answer truthfully.
There was no way he could hide it. Ling Yun had He Yuqiong behind him.
Ling Yun sneered.
Hua Chaofan smiled hurriedly. "Fellow Daoist Lin, what grudge do you have with the He Family? Why are you barging into the He Family in the middle of the night?"
Ling Yun was amused. "Hua Chaofan, is there any point in feigning ignorance at this point? I'm just bringing Miss He to see her grandfather. "
"Since that's the case, why did Fellow Daoist Lin kill without saying anything?"
"I don't like them. If I want to kill them, I'll kill them."
Hua Chaofan: "…"
He looked to his left and right. "Fellow Daoist Lin, it doesn't matter if you're an itinerant cultivator from the East Ocean or the South Ocean, we're all fellow cultivators. Don't you think you're going overboard with your words?"
"Not at all."
Ling Yun's eyes turned cold. "If you don't step aside and continue to waste my time, you will know what it means to go too far."
Hua Chaofan was dumbfounded. He realized that the person in front of him was really unreasonable.
"Mr. Hua, I advise you to get out of the way."
Of course, He Yuqiong knew that Hua Chaofan was a guest invited by her uncle. Although he was working for her uncle, he could not be considered a bad person, so she really did not want him to die in vain.
Hua Chaofan smiled bitterly. "Miss He, please forgive me for not being able to comply. If you came here on your own today, I would naturally let you pass. But now that you've brought people here …"
"No need, let us pass."
Before Ling Yun finished his sentence, he suddenly used his Fulgurating Shadows and split into fifteen. In an instant, the dozen people blocking the way realized that there was a Ling Yun in front of each of them!
Tiangang Demon Fist!
Bam bam bam bam bam …
The sound of fists hitting people rang out almost at the same time. Then, the sound of bones cracking could be heard incessantly. Three seconds later, these people burst into extremely shrill screams!
In the blink of an eye, fifteen people had fallen, all of them with broken bones and tendons!
Only Hua Chaofan was safe. He stood there in a daze, looking at the Ancient Muay Thai experts who had fallen to the ground and were screaming in pain. He was dumbfounded.
One had to know that these Ancient Muay Thai experts had long trained their skin and flesh to the point that their bones were as strong as copper and iron. A casual punch or kick could break stones!
However, these people couldn't even withstand one move from this East Sea Itinerant Cultivator!
Of course, this wasn't the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was the other party's speed. Splitting into fifteen?!
Even a Transcendent Grandmaster from Nanyang wouldn't be able to execute such a terrifying movement technique!
"I asked you to stand here to ask you again. Can I go over now?"
Ling Yun asked Hua Chaofan with a smile as he moved his wrist.
Hua Chaofan was very tactful. He was a Transcendent Realm Level Two swordsman, but he didn't dare to draw his sword. He only looked at Ling Yun deeply before moving to the side and opening up a path.
"Thank you, Senior, for showing mercy."
He didn't dare to address Ling Yun as' Fellow Daoist 'anymore.
"Hmph hmph!"
Ling Yun sneered and flicked his fingers again. The Ancient Muay Thai experts who were howling on the ground died one by one, unable to make a sound.
Hua Chaofan's legs trembled as he broke out in a cold sweat. He tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and held his breath.
This Lin Tian killed without batting an eyelid!
Ling Yun walked over. When He Yuqiong walked past him, Hua Chaofan immediately said softly, "Miss He, I apologize for offending you. Thank you for the reminder just now."
He Yuqiong nodded slightly in response but didn't say anything.
She knew in her heart that it was up to him to decide who he wanted to kill and who he didn't want to kill. Her reminder was of no use at all.
They passed by Hua Chaofan and walked for less than ten meters before they saw another seven or eight people hurrying over from the distance.
He Yuqiong took a closer look at the person at the front with the help of the light in the courtyard. Her eyes widened instantly. "He Caitong, I didn't expect you to hide my grandpa here. What are your intentions?!"
Ling Yun was enlightened. The main character had finally shown up.
He Caitong was He Wen Can's eldest son and also He Yuqiong's uncle. After all, this was a holiday village that he had developed. At this time, someone had already barged in and killed more than 20 people. No matter how afraid he was, he could only brace himself and come out.
He Caitong was indeed scared out of his wits. The people brought by his niece tonight were too fierce. They were practically killing gods. They didn't even give him any room for negotiation. They didn't even say a word.
He was just an ordinary person who wanted to take over the He Family's business. When had he ever seen such a scene?
"Yuqiong, you've really misunderstood your uncle this time. Your grandpa is fine now. How would I dare to hide him? He was the one who suggested coming to this island to relax and asked me to bring him here … "
He Caitong replied loudly to He Yuqiong. He then increased his speed and jogged all the way to Ling Yun.
Ling Yun stopped again and smiled at He Caitong, who was sweating profusely.
"You're talking nonsense. Grandpa has long been delirious. How would he take the initiative to come here?"
He Yuqiong had already rushed to Ling Yun's side. She pointed at He Caitong and scolded him angrily.
"Yuqiong, why would I lie to you when you're already here? If you don't believe me, follow this Immortal Master Lin in and see if your grandpa is fine. "
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