Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Ling Yun's expression was indifferent, but he was merciless when he shot, and went straight to the killing spree!

Just now he scanned with his spiritual sense and found that there are more than a hundred Nanyang spiritual practitioners ambushing in the huge resort, and most of them are short in stature and dark in complexion. Judging from their appearance and clothing, they can be known. Basically, they are Nanyang loose cultivators.

The enemy's barriers are heavily fortified, and they are already ready for battle!

No wonder Zhou Wenyi specially gave him this task. This group of people has come to Huaxia's house to make a fuss. What else is there to be polite?

The wind of the six fingers passed by, and the six spiritual cultivators who didn't even reach the innate realm, each of them had a hole in the center of their eyebrows, and they all fell to the ground and died.

"Come with me."

Ling Yun greeted casually, but didn't show his body skills, just like taking a walk, he stepped into the gate of the resort first.

Swipe, swipe, swipe...

More than a dozen figures flew out from all directions of the resort, blocking Ling Yun's front.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay."

On the opposite side is the leader, tall and thin, wearing a short skirt, carrying a long sword on his back, and speaking fluent Chinese.

For the sake of fellow daoists, Ling Yun temporarily stopped his steps.

The man clasped his fists at Ling Yun and saluted: "Hua Chaofan is a sword cultivator of the South China Sea Sword Sect. Now he is a guest of the He family. I don't know You Zun's name?"

"My name is Lin Tian, ​​a loose cultivator in the East China Sea."

At this moment, Ling Yun was not afraid of being recognized by others, because before he showed up, he had already adjusted his appearance. Although his figure did not change, he slightly stretched the bones of his face, turning his originally handsome face into a Chinese character. The face, which looked very heroic, could not be called handsome.

Ling Yun reported his alias, and then frowned slightly: "South Sea Sword Sect? Do you belong to the Nanyang Loose Cultivation Alliance?"

"Uh... this..."

Hua Chaofan was a little embarrassed, because he could tell that Lin Tian, ​​who was opposite him, seemed to have a lot of hostility towards the Nanyang Loose Cultivation Alliance.

"Currently..." In the end,

He still chose to answer truthfully.

It is impossible to hide it, but Ling Yun is following He Yuqiong.

Ling Yun sneered.

Hua Chaofan hurriedly smiled and said, "Friend Daoist Lin, I don't know what grievances you have with the He family, but you forced your way into the He family late at night?"

Ling Yun laughed: "Hua Chaofan, is it still interesting to pretend to be confused at this time? I just brought Miss He to meet her grandfather."

"Since that's the case, why did Fellow Daoist Lin just kill without saying a word?"

"Seeing them unhappy, kill them if you want."

Hua Chaofan: "..."

He glanced to the left and right: "Friend Daoist Lin, whether it's Donghai Loose Cultivator or Nanyang Loose Cultivator, we are all of the same kind after all. Isn't it a little too much for you to talk like this?"

"Not at all excessive."

Ling Yun's eyes turned cold: "If you don't get out of the way and still waste my time here, you will know what is truly excessive."

Hua Chaofan was stunned. He realized that the person in front of him really didn't make any sense.

"Mr. Hua, I advise you to get out of the way quickly."

Of course He Yuqiong knew that Hua Chaofan was a guest invited by her uncle. Although he was working for her uncle, he was not considered a bad person, so she really didn't want his life to be wasted.

Hua Chaofan smiled wryly: "Miss He, please forgive me for being so hard to follow. If you came here by yourself today, I would naturally let you go, but now you are causing trouble like this..."

"You don't need to let us go."

Ling Yun hadn't finished speaking, and suddenly cast a form-changing form, transforming himself into fifteen people. In an instant, the dozen or so people blocking the way were shocked to find that there was a Ling Yun in front of each of them!

Tiangang Fumo Fist!

Bang bang bang bang bang...

The sound of fists hitting people was heard almost at the same time, followed by the sound of chirping and chattering. Three seconds later, these people simultaneously let out extremely shrill screams!

Fifteen of them fell down in the blink of an eye, all of them with broken bones!

Only Hua Chaofan was safe and sound. He stood there in a daze, looking at the ancient muay thai masters who fell on the ground and screamed, dumbfounded.

You know, these ancient muay thai masters have long cultivated their skin and flesh to the point of copper tendons and iron bones, and they can open monuments and crack stones with random punches and kicks!

But these people couldn't even resist a move by this Donghai Loose Cultivator, so they all lay down!

Of course, this is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is the opponent's speed. Fifteen in one body? !

Such a terrifying movement technique, even the Nanyang Transformation Realm Grandmaster, would definitely not be able to display it!

"I asked you to stand just to ask you again, can I go over now?"

Ling Yun moved his wrist and asked Hua Chaofan with a smile.

Hua Chaofan is very sensible, he is a sword repairer at the second level of the Supernatural Power Realm, but he dare not draw his sword at all at this moment. He just took a deep look at Ling Yun, then dodged to the side, and voluntarily moved out of the way.

"Thank you, Senior, for your mercy."

I no longer dare to call you Fellow Daoist Lingyun, and directly changed it to Senior.

"Humph!"

Ling Yun sneered, and flicked his fingers again and again, pointing to the wind, those ancient muay thai masters who fell to the ground and screamed, died one after another, and could no longer make a sound.

Hua Chaofan's legs were trembling, and he was sweating frequently. He suppressed the fear in his heart with all his strength, and held his breath desperately.

This Lin Tian is simply killing people without blinking an eye!

Ling Yun walked over, and when He Yuqiong passed by him, Hua Chaofan immediately whispered: "Miss He, Hua has offended me, thank you for reminding me just now."

He Yuqiong nodded slightly in response, but did not speak.

She knew in her heart that Ling Yun wanted to kill whomever he didn't want to kill, that was all a matter of Ling Yun's thought, and her little reminder was of no use at all.

They passed Hua Chaofan and walked less than ten meters away, when they saw seven or eight people hurriedly approaching in the distance ahead.

With the help of the light in the courtyard, He Yuqiong took a closer look at the person in front, her beautiful eyes widened immediately, and she said coquettishly: "He Caitong, I didn't expect you to hide my grandfather here, what is your intention?! "

Ling Yun was stunned, thinking that the righteous master finally showed his face.

He Caitong is the eldest son of the old man He Wencan, that is, the uncle of He Yuqiong. After all, this is a resort developed by him. At this time, someone broke in and killed more than 20 people. I can only bite the bullet and come out.

He Caitong was indeed frightened out of his wits, because his niece brought so many people tonight, she was a god of murder, leaving no room for negotiation on his side, not even a word of nonsense.

He is just a mortal seeking the He family's property, where has he seen such a battle?

"Yuqiong, you really misunderstood your uncle this time. Your grandfather is fine now. How dare I hide him? It was he himself who proposed to come to this island to relax and asked me to bring him here..."

He Caitong responded loudly to He Yuqiong, then speeded up and trotted all the way to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun stopped again, smiling at the sweaty He Caitong.

"You're talking nonsense, grandpa has lost his mind a long time ago, how could he ask to come here?!"

He Yuqiong rushed to Ling Yun long ago, pointed at He Caitong and cursed in grief and indignation.

"Yuqiong, why am I lying to you now that you're here? If you don't believe me, follow this Immortal Lin in and see if your grandfather is fine now?"