"Get lost!" The bald man kicked Tongxin's grandpa in the chest, sending him flying six or seven meters away. He fell hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
After taking the elixir given by Lin Yun, Tongxin's grandpa had recovered, but he was beaten back to his original state by this kick.
But even so, he gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground. He rushed to the bald man's thigh like a moth darting into a flame, and begged in a low voice, "Sir, please let the child go!"
"The child has no parents since she was a child. She is pitiful enough. How can you have the heart to take her as a sacrifice! Please don't take her. If you want to take her, take me. I'm willing to take her place as a sacrifice! "
"You?" The bald man looked at the old man at his feet with disdain. He couldn't help but think of the master's pale face and twitching mouth when he brought the old man back to the stronghold.
Thinking of this, the bald man couldn't help but shiver. He kicked his leg forward, "Get lost!"
Tongxin's grandpa was kicked away again. He stopped after rolling a few times on the ground. Then he couldn't get up anymore. He could only lie on the ground and wail in pain.
The villagers who were hiding in the alley and peeping all lowered their heads, with sympathy and sadness on their faces.
But no one dared to stand up to stop these bandits. They were all trembling in fear in the corner.
Tongxin, who was hiding in the house, finally couldn't help but open the door. She rushed to her grandpa with tears in her eyes, "Oh … Grandpa, are you okay?"
Tongxin's grandpa opened his bloody mouth and said weakly, "Run … run!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man appeared behind Child's Heart and grabbed her hair. "Little girl, be good and come back with us. Our master will take good care of you, hehehe."
Tongxin's hair was grabbed by the bald man. She was like a weak butterfly whose wings were grabbed. She couldn't move no matter how hard she tried. She could only cry in despair.
At this moment, a voice that could not be any more indifferent suddenly rang out in this street.
"Stop."
The voice wasn't loud, but it was so magical that everyone on the street could hear it clearly.
The entire street fell silent at that moment.
Everyone turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.
A black-haired youth wearing a pitch-black cloak was standing in the middle of the street, looking at the bandits expressionlessly.
"Isn't this the young man who was brought back by Childlike Heart? What is he doing? "
"Could it be that he wants to meddle in the affairs of the Black Wind Stronghold? He's simply courting death! "
The villagers hiding in the alley all looked at Lin Yun with pity, as if in their eyes, including Lin Yun, he was no different from a dead person.
The bandits, on the other hand, looked at Lin Yun with a frown. Only now did they realize that this young man had been standing there the whole time, but he didn't have much of a presence, so they ignored him.
"Oh, there's actually someone who dares to meddle in the affairs of our Black Wind Stockade!"
"Looking at this kid's attire, he doesn't look like someone from the village. He should be a martial artist passing by, right?"
"Martial artist? A little brat who didn't even have his hair fully grown, going out with a sword to put on an act, is he worthy of being called a martial artist? What a joke! "
The bandits were unscrupulously ridiculing Lin Yun, their gazes filled with disdain as they looked at Lin Yun.
These bandits were only at the Martial Disciple realm, so they didn't have the ability to detect one's realm. Thus, they couldn't know Lin Yun's realm.
In their eyes, Lin Yun was just a brat who worshipped martial arts but didn't have any cultivation. Any one of them could easily take care of him with a finger.
After all, this area was remote, and there were few people within a hundred mile radius. Apart from the Black Wind Stockade, there were no other martial artists. Thus, they subjectively thought that Lin Yun was trash with no cultivation.
While the bandits were mocking Lin Yun, the one-eyed man looked at Lin Yun with a face full of doubt, "Kid, who are you?"
He felt that Lin Yun seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.
Lin Yun didn't answer. Instead, he walked step by step towards the bald man who was pulling Tong Xin's hair.
Lin Yun never had the habit of meddling in other people's business. After all, the life and death of these mortals had nothing to do with him as an outsider.
In his previous life, he had dominated the Realm of the Gods and looked at the common people in the lower realms. He had seen too many tragedies in the world, but he had only watched coldly from the sidelines and never intervened.
However, the behavior of this group of bandits in front of him was too outrageous. Especially the master of the stockade, he didn't even let go of a girl. He was worse than a beast and angered both humans and gods!
It was precisely because of this that Lin Yun had the idea of punishing this stockade.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun walked in front of the bald man and looked him in the eye.
The bald man was nearly two meters tall, a whole head taller than Lin Yun. His bulging muscles alone were enough to strike fear into the hearts of the villagers, not to mention the fact that he was a martial artist.
"Stinking brat, you're courting death!" The bald man's eyes suddenly flashed a fierce light. With a loud shout, he raised his huge fist high and smashed it towards Lin Yun's head.
At that moment, the villagers hiding in the corner could not bear to cover their eyes with their hands. In their minds, the scene of Lin Yun's head being smashed by a punch had already appeared.
However, the next moment, the scene in their imagination did not appear.
When the punch was about to hit Lin Yun's face, Lin Yun just casually raised his left hand and gently placed it in front of the huge fist that was smashing towards him.
The unstoppable punch was instantly stopped by Lin Yun's casual block.
The bald man's pupils shrank inward fiercely. The action of waving his fist also froze, maintaining the posture of smashing out motionlessly.
No matter how hard he tried, the fist that was blocked by Lin Yun's palm could not move forward at all.
Before waiting for the bald man to react, Lin Yun stepped out like lightning, and the other hand was naturally placed on his throat.
Two fingers gently pinched.
Crack!
The throat was instantly crushed by a huge force.
The bald man's eyes were wide open, and he powerlessly let go of the hand that was grabbing Childlike Innocence's hair. He did not even have the time to scream before he fell forward on his knees and directly lost consciousness on the spot.
The whole scene was dead silent.
Everyone present was dumbfounded at the scene in front of them. Their eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.
Some people even rubbed their eyes with their hands, and then stared at the bald man who had fallen to the ground. Only then did they have to accept what had happened in front of them.
Only after a long while did someone take a deep breath and recover from the shock.
"Am … am I seeing things? How did the bandits of Blackwind Stockade fall? "
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