Jiang Shixian finally recovered from the shock. He immediately pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted to other elders and deacons: "Kill this kid quickly, kill him immediately!"
All the elders and deacons of the Jiang family pulled out the swords from their waists and activated the vitality in their bodies at the same time.
The level of any of the deacons present was above that of Lin Yun, who was a late-level sixth-level warrior. However, they did not look down upon Lin Yun because of this. Instead, they were very jealous of Lin Yun, even very afraid of him.
"superior!"
Brushing, brushing, brushing...
More than a dozen deacons dispersed in a hurry, turned into more than a dozen black shadows and jumped away from the spot, and then attacked Lin Yun from different directions at the same time.
Facing the encirclement and suppression by many enemies, Lin Yun's face was full of contempt and disdain. He didn't even bother to look at them. He just walked forward on his own, completely ignoring them.
When the first enemy rushed in front of him, Lin Yun still walked forward as if nothing had happened, without any intention of defending or evading.
It wasn't until the enemy's sword was already close to Lin Yun that Lin Yun casually raised his left hand, extended an index finger upward, and calmly blocked the sword's edge.
The fierce sword suddenly stopped the moment it hit the index finger.
No matter how sharp the sword is, it can't cause any damage to that index finger!
The enemy's eyes widened and his pupils shrank sharply.
The scene in front of him was so incredible that he was stunned for a moment.
He simply couldn't believe that the blow that he, an eighth-level warrior, unleashed with all his strength, was easily blocked by a young man, a sixth-level warrior, with just one finger!
Before the enemy could recover from the shock, Lin Yun bent his fingers and gently pressed down on the blocked sword blade.
A heavy force suddenly came.
The sword in the enemy's hand seemed to be pressed down by a huge mountain, falling uncontrollably into the ground.
At the same time, Lin Yun's right hand holding the sword waved horizontally.
A flash of sword light passed through the enemy's abdomen, instantly cutting him off at the waist.
The moment the enemy was cut off, Lin Yun's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he had already crossed several meters and appeared behind the second enemy rushing towards him.
Before the second enemy realized what was happening, his neck was split from the middle by an incision, and his head was directly separated from his body.
Lin Yun, on the other hand, pointed his sword diagonally at the ground with one hand and continued to walk towards the third enemy with an expressionless face. Only then did the two halves of the first enemy's body fall to the ground.
The third enemy should be a Santo-ryu. He held a long sword in each hand and had a long sword in his mouth. He rushed towards Lin Yun with overwhelming force.
However, this was of no use in front of Lin Yun.
A sword.
Lin Yun just used his sword lightly and cut off him and the three swords in an instant.
His appearance did not even hinder Lin Yun's progress in the slightest.
As if walking through a pile of air, Lin Yun easily passed through his defense line and walked straight towards the next enemy.
With the same sword strike, the next enemy was still like dregs of tofu and was easily cut into pieces by Lin Yun.
No matter who it was, Lin Yun just used his sword lightly.
No matter who it is, no one can stop Lin Yun's progress.
Every time Lin Yun took a step forward, an enemy would fall in front of him.
Whether they are seventh-level warriors, eighth-level warriors, or ninth-level warriors, there is no difference between them in front of Lin Yun. With just one sword, they can all be killed instantly!
When Lin Yun walked less than ten meters away from Jiang Shixian, all the deacons of the Jiang family present were dead. Only two elders of the Jiang family were left standing in front of Jiang Shixian.
The realm of these two elders is that one is a peak third-level martial artist and the other is a fourth-level martial artist. Their strength is above that of Long Bahuo.
Logically speaking, when they are in the realm of martial arts masters, they will be very disdainful and contemptuous when facing enemies in the realm of warriors.
However, at this time, when they faced Lin Yun, not only did they show no disdain or contempt, but their expressions became more and more serious, as if they were facing an enemy more powerful than them.
"Let's go together!" The two elders looked at each other, and then activated their vitality at the same time, condensing their martial spirits behind them.
An elder at the peak level of a third-level martial artist, his martial soul is a cheetah covered in patterns.
An elder in the fourth-level martial arts realm, his martial soul is a metal object with a humanoid outline.
After the two martial arts spirits appeared, their bodies also changed accordingly.
Wuhun is the elder of Cheetah, and his body expanded several times, turning into a three-meter-tall monster.
Although he still has a humanoid outline, his head has become that of a cheetah, and his hands have long sharp claws, giving him a full orc shape.
As for the elder whose spirit is metal, his flesh and blood body is directly transformed into metal, completely metalized inside and out, and he directly becomes a person made of metal.
"Ouch!"
The orc roared and jumped up from the ground. The three-meter-tall body turned into a blurry black shadow and jumped towards Lin Yun at extremely fast speeds.
In just a blink of an eye, the orc jumped in front of Lin Yun and stabbed Lin Yun in the head with his long sharp claws.
But what he stabbed was just the afterimage of Lin Yun.
In the next moment, Lin Yun appeared behind him, slashed back on his neck with a backhand sword, and beheaded him before he could stop.
A sword.
A strong man at the peak of the third-level martial arts was killed easily by Lin Yun with one sword.
At the same time that Lin Yun was killing the orcs, the metal man holding a big sword also rushed towards Lin Yun unstoppably.
Lin Yun immediately mobilized his whole body's energy and condensed it into a dark sword behind him, with its surface engraved with arcane runes and glowing with golden light.
A large amount of golden light and vitality containing the aura of the demonic dragon were poured into the skeleton sword in his hand.
The World-Destroying Divine Sword Technique—Second Form!
Lin Yun's figure flashed and disappeared from the place like a ghost.
Only two fleeting sword lights were left, crossing and superimposing into an inverted cross shape, like a big fork falling on a metal man.
In just a moment, Lin Yun's figure appeared behind the metal man. He raised his sword with one hand and continued to move forward, approaching Jiang Shixian step by step.
Click!
The indestructible body of the metal man instantly tore apart from the middle and fell back to the ground, turning into a pile of cold, dead metal.
When the sound of metal collision reached Jiang Shixian's ears, Lin Yun's figure had already walked in front of him.
Seeing Lin Yun who was still expressionless, Jiang Shixian was so frightened that his legs weakened and he knelt directly in front of Lin Yun: "Please... please don't... don't kill me!"
After the battle with the two brothers Yun Qingtian and Yun Qingyang, Jiang Shixian was not only exhausted, but also seriously injured. His strength was far inferior to the two elders just now.
Even the two elders just now were killed by Lin Yun without reservation. How could he, a mere wounded man, still have the courage to fight Lin Yun?
"Beauty, resources, wealth, I have everything. As long as you spare my life, I can give you everything..."
Jiang Shixian tried to bribe Lin Yun with benefits, but before he could finish his words, Lin Yun swung his hand horizontally and chopped off his head with a sword.
"I said, no one from the three major families can survive!"