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Chapter 111 The sword has been unsheathed

After the bearded man fell on the corridor, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground and fainted.

Seeing the bearded man who fainted, all the casual cultivators present were completely shocked.

They couldn't understand at all, Yan Wuxi was a ninth-level Martial King, and the bearded man was also a ninth-level Martial King. Why were there such a big gap between the two people who were both ninth-level Martial King.

"Take them all down for me!" Yan Wuxi waved his long sleeves and ordered the members of the Changle Sect.

After receiving Yan Wuxi's order, all the members of the Changle Sect drew their weapons and came to surround and suppress the scattered cultivators present.

All the casual cultivators present were furious at the same time and drew their weapons to fight head-on.

The two sides soon got into a fight, and the whole hall became chaotic.

But Lin Yun still sat calmly in his position, turning a blind eye to everything happening around him. No matter how fierce the fight between the two sides was, he would not even blink, as if he did not belong to this time and space at all.

"Yan Wuxi, don't bully others too much! When a dog is in a hurry, he will jump over the wall!"

"I will fight with you!"

"Even if I die today, I will drag you with me!"

The three casual cultivators with the highest level of cultivation roared towards Yan Wuxi, intending to fight Yan Wuxi desperately.

"Things that don't overestimate their own capabilities!" Yan Wuxi snorted disdainfully, and then he casually fired out three palms, knocking the three people away lightly.

After the three highest-level cultivators fell, the remaining cultivators were quickly subdued by members of the Changle Sect because they were outnumbered.

"You are the only one left. Are you going to surrender yourself, or do you want me to give you some pain?" A member of the Changle Clan walked up to Lin Yun and squinted at Lin Yun with contempt.

Lin Yun didn't even look at him, but said in a calm tone: "I'm not interested in getting involved in your affairs. All I want is to lift the ban. Give me the lifting of the ban, and I won't interfere with anything you do."

Upon hearing Lin Yun's words, everyone present was stunned, almost thinking that they had heard wrongly.

It’s already reached the point where the sheep is in the tiger’s mouth, and this guy is still thinking about lifting the ban. What on earth is he thinking?

"Do you want to lift the ban? Boy, are you probably living in a dream and haven't figured out the reality of the situation yet?" The Changle Clan member took a step forward and slashed at Lin Yun's neck with a knife.

Facing the menacing sword, Lin Yun still sat calmly on the spot, with no intention of temporarily avoiding the sharp edge. There was no fearful expression on his face, and he didn't even look at the cutting blade.

It wasn't until the blade and Lin Yun were close at hand that Lin Yun casually raised his right hand, extended an index finger upward, and calmly blocked the blade.

The moment the powerful knife hit Lin Yun's index finger, it seemed to be frozen to a sudden stop.

No matter how sharp the edge of the blade is, it can't cause any damage to the index finger.

Everyone present widened their eyes, filled with shock and disbelief.

Before the enemy could recover from the shock, Lin Yun's right index finger bent downwards and lightly pressed down on the blocked blade.

A heavy force suddenly came.

The long knife in the hand of the Changle Clan member felt as if it was being pressed down by a huge mountain, and it fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"Didn't I make it clear enough just now? I just want to lift the ban." Lin Yun still asked in a light tone, without any expression on his face when he spoke.

Everyone present was completely confused, and their minds were filled with questions for a while. What happened to this young man? Why could he block the blade with one finger? And press the blade to the ground with one finger?

Yan Wuxi, who has extraordinary eyesight, could tell at a glance that Lin Yun was not simple. He immediately said to all Changlemen members present: "That boy is not simple. Come on all of you and capture him alive!"

Upon hearing Yan Wuxi's words, dozens of Changlemen members swarmed forward and surrounded and suppressed Lin Yun from all directions.

Faced with the encirclement and suppression by dozens of people at the same time, Lin Yun remained fearless and appeared extremely calm and composed, as if he had not seen those dozens of people at all.

It wasn't until the man at the front was about to slash at him with the long knife in his hand that Lin Yun stretched out his right hand and grabbed the void.

The blood bat sword appeared instantly and was held in Lin Yun's hand.

The moment he held the sword, Lin Yun's eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent.

Then several rays of sword light flashed across Lin Yun.

Brush, brush, brush!

Even though the gravity of the Divine Realm was a hundred times that of the Tianwu Continent, Lin Yun was still as light as a swallow, turning into a blurry black shadow and passing through all the Changle Sect members.

Click!

Click!

Click!

All members of the Changle Sect were dismembered in an instant and turned into lumps of flesh and blood rolling down to the floor.

Those casual cultivators who were severely injured and unable to resist were instantly stunned and stunned, showing expressions of shattered outlook on life and could not believe their own eyes.

Yan Wuxi, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes vigilantly, with a hint of deep fear flashing in his eyes.

Of course, he was not afraid of Lin Yun's strength, but he was afraid of the power behind Lin Yun.

Although he could not sense Lin Yun's cultivation level, from the fact that Lin Yun killed dozens of Martial Kings in an instant, it was not difficult to see that his strength was at least above that of the Martial Sect!

Judging from Lin Yun's childish appearance, he looked like an underage warrior.

A minor martial artist has reached the martial arts level, which is enough to show how high his talent is.

A genius boy with such a talent is definitely not a genius from a casual cultivator or a small family. Only top monsters with super powers can possess such a talent.

"Boy, who are you?" Yan Wuxi asked Lin Yun tentatively, obviously wanting to find out Lin Yun's identity and background.

Lin Yun did not answer his words, but pointed his sword at the ground with one hand and stepped towards him step by step.

Every step was extremely heavy and oppressive, like ringing a soul bell that would kill someone.

Seeing Lin Yun approaching him, Yan Wuxi immediately took out the lifting order: "Don't do anything. If you have anything to say, talk to me. I will give you the lifting order."

Lin Yun did not stop because of this. He still walked towards Yan Wuxi step by step with heavy steps, without even looking at the lifting of the ban.

"Sorry, the sword has been unsheathed, so I changed my mind."

As soon as Lin Yun finished speaking, he suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Yan Wuxi. In a blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Yan Wuxi and slashed at Yan Wuxi with his sword.

Upon seeing this, Yan Wuxi immediately raised his sword to resist, and then burst out with a majestic aura. This aura reached at least the third level of Wuzong!

When all the casual cultivators present saw this, they all suddenly realized that it was no wonder that a man with thick cheeks at the ninth level of the Martial King realm was defeated by Yan Wuxi with one move.

It turns out that Yan Wuxi hid his true cultivation level. He was not at the ninth level of Martial King, but at the third level of Martial Sect!


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