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Chapter 1739 I'm afraid of killing you

Ling Yun looked calm, but he took action without any mercy and started killing him directly!

Just now, he swept his divine thoughts and found that there were more than a hundred spiritual practitioners from South China in the huge resort, most of whom were short and dark in their skin. Judging from their appearance and clothing, we know that these people are basically random cultivators in South China.

The enemy has a tight barrier, and it is indeed ready to face it!

No wonder Zhou Wenyi gave him this task specifically. These people have come to the door of China's house to make trouble. What else can I be polite?

The six paths of the wind passed, and the six janitor spiritual practitioners who had not even reached the innate realm, each of them had a hole in their eyebrows and all fell to the ground and died.

"Follow me."

Ling Yun greeted casually, but did not use his body skills. He stepped into the resort gate first like a walk.

Brush brush brush brush brush brush...

More than a dozen figures flew out from all directions of the resort and blocked Lingyun's front.

"Fellow fellow Taoist please stay."

The leader opposite was a tall person, thin, wearing a short lace, carrying a long sword, and speaking fluent Chinese language.

For the sake of this fellow Taoist, Ling Yun temporarily stopped his pace.

The man clasped his fists at Ling Yun and bowed: "In Xiahua Chaofan, he is a sword cultivator from the South China Sea Sword Sect. Now he is a guest of the He family. I don't know the name of Youzun?"

"My name is Lin Tian, ​​a casual cultivator in Donghai."

Ling Yun was not afraid of being recognized at this moment, because before he appeared, he had already used his skills to adjust his appearance. Although his figure had not changed much, he slightly widened the bones of his face and turned his originally handsome face into a national-shaped face. He looked very heroic, but he could not be called handsome.

Ling Yun reported his pseudonym and frowned slightly: "South China Sea Sword Sect? Is it a member of the Nanyang Random Cultivator Alliance?"

"Uh...this..."

Hua Chaofan was a little embarrassed because he could see that Lin Tian, ​​the opposite side, seemed to have great hostility towards the Nanyang Random Cultivator Alliance.

"It's true at the moment..." In the end, he chose to answer truthfully.

It is impossible to hide it, and Lingyun is following He Yuqiong.

Ling Yun sneered.

Hua Chaofan quickly smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, I don't know what kind of festive grudges you have with the He family, but you even forced the He family to break into the He family late at night?"

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

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

"Looking at them, they will kill them if they want to."

Hua Chaofan: "..."

He glanced at the left and right: "Fellow Daoist Lin, whether it is a casual cultivator in the East China Sea or a casual cultivator in the South China Sea, everyone is a fellow practitioner after all. It would be a bit too much for you to speak like this?"

"Not an exaggeration at all."

Ling Yun's eyes turned cold: "If you don't let the road open and still waste my time here, you will know what a real excessive means."

Hua Chaofan was confused. He found that the person in front of him was really not justified.

"Mr. Hua, I advise you to make the way out as soon as possible."

Of course, He Yuqiong knew that Hua Chaofan was the guest minister invited by her uncle. Although he was doing things for his uncle, he was not a bad person, so he really didn't want him to save his life in vain.

Hua Chaofan smiled bitterly: "Miss He, please forgive me for being hard to obey. If you came here by yourself today, I would naturally let you go, but now I will bring people to make trouble..."

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

Before Ling Yun finished speaking, he suddenly changed his shape and transformed into fifteen. In an instant, more than a dozen people blocking the way were shocked to find that there was a Ling Yun in front of each of them!

Tiangang Demon-Subduing Fist!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The sound of fists hitting people almost at the same time, and then there was a constant sound of slap in my ears. Three seconds later, these people burst into extremely shrill cry at the same time!

Fifteen fell down in the blink of an eye, all of which were broken!

Only Hua Chaofan was safe and sound. He stood there blankly, staring at the ancient Muay Thai masters lying on the ground and screaming.

You should know that these ancient Muay Thai masters have long cultivated their flesh to the point of being as strong as copper and iron bones. They can open the monument and crack stones at will!

But these people couldn't even resist the move of this East China Sea scattered cultivator, so they all lay down!

Of course, this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is the opponent's speed, and it turns into fifteen?!

Such a terrifying body technique is absolutely impossible to use even the masters and masters of the Transformation Realm in Nanyang!

"Let you stand, just to ask you again, can I go there now?"

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

Hua Chaofan was very conscious. He was a sword cultivator at the second level of the magical power realm. He didn't dare to draw the sword at all at this moment. He just glanced at Ling Yun deeply, then flashed to the side, and took the initiative to make way.

"Thank you for your mercy, senior."

I never dare to call him Fellow Daoist Ling Yun anymore, so I changed it to a senior.

"Hmph!"

Ling Yun sneered, bounced his fingers again, pointed at the wind, and the ancient Muay Thai masters who fell to the ground and shouted bitterly were killed one after another, and could no longer make a sound.

Hua Chaofan's legs trembled and his cold sweat froze. He suppressed the fear in his heart with all his might and held his breath desperately.

This Lin Tian simply kills people without blinking!

Ling Yun walked over. When He Yuqiong passed by him, Hua Chaofan immediately whispered: "Miss He, Hua is so offended. Thank you for your kindness just now."

He Yuqiong nodded slightly as a response, but did not say anything.

She knew in her heart that it was Ling Yun's thoughts that whoever Ling Yun wanted to kill or not was all a matter of Ling Yun's thoughts. Her little reminder was of no use at all.

They crossed Hua Chaofan and walked less than ten meters away, and saw seven or eight more people hurried over in the distance.

With the lights in the yard, He Yuqiong looked at the man in front carefully, and his beautiful eyes widened and said with a sweet voice: "He Caitong, I didn't expect you to hide my grandfather here. What's your intention?"

Ling Yun suddenly realized in his heart, and thought that the main person had finally appeared.

He Caitong is the eldest son of Mr. He Wencan, He Yuqiong's uncle. After all, this is a resort he developed. At this time, someone broke in and killed more than 20 people. No matter how scared he was, he could only come out with a tough bullet.

He Caitong was indeed scared, because the person he niece brought tonight was too fierce, and she was simply a god of killing. She didn't leave any room for negotiation, and she didn't even say a word of nonsense.

He is just a mortal who has sought the He family's property. How could he have seen such a formation?

"Yuqiong, you really misunderstood your uncle this time. Your grandfather is fine now, how dare I hide him? He asked me to come to this island to relax and asked me to bring him..."

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

Ling Yun stopped again and looked at He Caitong who was sweating profusely, smiling.

"You are talking nonsense. Grandpa has long been unconscious. How could he take the initiative to ask to come here?!"

He Yuqiong had already rushed to Ling Yun's face, pointed at He Caitong and cursed angrily.
Chapter completed!
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