In an instant, dozens of elite martial artists drew their bows and arrows, intending to shoot Lin Yun.
Lin Yun's eyes turned cold, but there was no murderous intent leaking from his body. Instead, he gathered Immortal Qi on his right foot and stomped on the ground.
Bang!
In an instant, the hard ground cracked with the sole of Lin Yun's foot as the center.
The Great Path, which was made of stone, instantly turned into countless gravel, shot up to the sky, and all floated around Lin Yun.
At this moment, it was as if time had frozen. Lin Yun waved his hand, and the countless gravel instantly shot in all directions.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
Accompanied by hundreds of explosions and screams, the countless gravel accurately pierced the bodies of each elite martial artist.
These people all let out blood-curdling screams. More than a dozen holes appeared on each of their bodies, piercing through their bodies.
They flew backward and hit the ground, spitting out a lot of blood.
This scene caused everyone's eyes to light up, and they were somewhat shocked.
"This … this is too strong!"
"He killed so many people with one move!"
"He's done for! How dare he attack Pan Jianren's men! "
Some people were surprised, and some lamented, thinking that Lin Yun would not live long.
After all, these elite martial artists were only at the Martial Master Realm, and a few of them were King Wu's.
Pan Jianren, on the other hand, was a real First-Class Wu Huang.
Lin Yun dared to kill his subordinates in front of him. Was he not afraid that Pan Jianren would kill him?
Pan Jianren was not shocked when he saw this scene. He smiled, looked at Lin Yun, and said, "I didn't know that you were also quite strong."
Pan Jianren stared at Lin Yun, his eyes full of coldness.
Although Lin Yun killed dozens of his men with one move, he did not panic. After all, with his strength, he could also do this.
"Sect Leader." Murong Fangshi frowned and reminded in a low voice.
He could sense that many people were rushing over. Perhaps Lin Yun's attack on Pan Jianren had attracted everyone's attention.
If their identities were discovered, things might become more troublesome.
"Hand over my things, and I can spare your life," Lin Yun said in a calm tone, as if he was talking about something that couldn't be more normal.
Hearing Lin Yun's words, all the onlookers were stunned.
What is this place?
Myriad Flows City!
Pan Jianren was the City Lord of Ten Thousand Flows City, and he had the backing of the Ten Thousand Flows Sect. Everyone in the city feared him, and no one dared to do anything out of line. Yet, this young man in front of him dared to speak to him in such a manner.
"You're courting death!" Pan Jianren was enraged. With a wave of his right hand, a long sword that was emitting a dazzling light appeared in his hand.
"This … he actually used this sword!"
"Oh my god! This sword is a middle-grade heaven rank Fallen Soul Sword! "
"Rumor has it that Pan Jianren used this sword to kill Level 2 Wu Huang!"
Everyone exclaimed, thinking that this masked young man would die without a doubt.
In the next second, Pan Jianren shouted coldly, raised his sword, and turned into a stream of light.
The light emitted by the Fallen Soul Sword was like a raging tide, and the onlookers felt a sense of oppression permeating the air.
Lin Yun stood still, and his aura didn't even change. He only made a very simple action, which was to extend his right index finger and point it in front of him.
Bang!
Accompanied by the clanging sound of metal, Pan Jianren's lightning-like body suddenly came to a halt.
The scene in front of them shocked everyone, and they were dumbfounded.
They saw that the tip of Lin Yun's right index finger had accurately blocked the tip of the Fallen Soul Sword. No matter how hard Pan Jianren tried, he couldn't move even half a step forward.
"One, one … one finger!"
"How is this possible! He blocked it with one finger? "
"That's a middle-grade heaven rank treasure!"
Everyone was dumbfounded at this moment, and their mouths were wide open, revealing a look of disbelief.
"You!" Pan Jianren was also shocked, and he immediately understood that the masked young man in front of him was not a small character, and he must be a mighty figure.
Thinking of this, Pan Jianren hurriedly said, "You … You can't kill …"
Before Pan Jianren could finish his words, Lin Yun raised his left hand and casually slapped his face.
Pan Jianren's head instantly exploded, bursting into a cloud of blood mist. Blood splattered everywhere and flew in all directions.
This scene stunned everyone present.
They looked at the headless corpse in front of Lin Yun, and their hearts were already extremely shocked. Everyone revealed an expression that shattered their worldview, and they couldn't say a word.
One slap.
It was just a casual slap.
To smash the head of a level-one Wu Huang powerhouse, this kind of powerful strength moved and deeply shocked everyone.
"This is a lie, right? Am I dreaming?! " Someone slapped himself hard. He couldn't believe that the City Lord Pan Jianren, who had committed all sorts of crimes in the past, would die just like that.
"He … He's in big trouble!"
"Who the hell is this person? He's too fierce! "
Among the commoners, some were secretly cheering. They had always been bullied by Pan Jianren, and now that they saw Pan Jianren dead, they were very unhappy.
As for Lin Yun, it was as if he had done something insignificant. He took Pan Jianren's storage ring and the fragment of the Demon Slayer Sword.
"I have four pieces …" Lin Yun was secretly delighted. Including the one he had just obtained, he had a total of three fragments of the Demon Slayer Sword, and the one that Ji Leshan had promised him, he had a total of four.
"Sect Leader, it's time to go," Ye Shenghui reminded. Both he and Alchemist Murong were abnormally calm.
He was just a mere First Grade Martial Monarch. So what if he was killed? It was like stepping on an ant. There was nothing that could move them.
Lin Yun nodded, put the fragment of the Demon Slayer Sword into his storage ring, and turned to leave.
"Stop right there!" Just then, a deep voice descended, accompanied by a fiery-red figure.
Lin Yun and the other two looked up and saw a tall man dressed in fiery-red robes blocking their way.
When they saw this person's appearance, Ye Shenghui and Alchemist Murong were slightly stunned.
This person's hair was shaved on both sides, and the middle was messy orange hair. His voice was also very deep.
Without a doubt, this person was the Fire Saber Liu Yun they had seen on the noticeboard not long ago!
Lin Yun also recognized the "man" in front of him. It was Fiery Saber Flowing Cloud. He hadn't expected to meet someone with a bounty on his head in a place where bounty hunters gathered.
Fire Saber Liu Yun looked at the storage ring in Lin Yun's hand that had yet to be put away and said coldly, "Give me that broken blade."
Her tone was very calm, but it carried an unquestionable emotion.
Lin Yun didn't say anything and continued to look at her.
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