The senior executive had not recovered from his despair, but the fingers blocking his fist were slightly bent, and then straightened like a spring.
An irresistible force of terror was transmitted from the stretched fingers to the senior executive.
The senior executive still maintained the posture of punching out his fist, but his body had already lifted off the ground and flew backwards, turning into a blurry shadow and flying out of the Jiang family compound.
The few remaining high-level officials who were encircling Lin Yun were all stunned when they approached Lin Yun.
Just relying on the elasticity of one finger, a strong man at the level of a sixth-level martial artist was thrown away.
Is this still a power that humans can possess? It is simply indescribable to monsters!
Before the senior executives could recover from the shock, Lin Yun raised his left foot and stomped it casually on the ground.
That stomp made the ground with a radius of six meters suddenly sink, forming a pit three feet deep.
Spider-web-like cracks, centered on the contact point between the soles of the feet and the ground, spread out in all directions, ruthlessly tearing the floor into pieces.
The horrifying shock wave mixed with floor fragments swept out in all directions like a sea wave, knocking the three high-rise buildings close to Lin Yun into the air and sending them vomiting blood and flying backwards.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Wudao, who was holding a bright red sword, rushed to Lin Yun with great momentum and slashed at Lin Yun with a devastating knife.
This sword is not only blessed by the martial soul ability, but also displays a mid-level Xuan-level martial skill - Quick Kill!
When this martial skill is performed, it seems to be no different from ordinary attacks.
But in fact, at the moment when he used this martial skill, Ye Wudao's speed increased five times!
Therefore, among Ye Wudao's previous opponents, no one has been able to avoid his attack.
Even Jiang Shijian and Long Batian, the masters of the three major families, are absolutely impossible to avoid.
However, Lin Yun just casually grabbed forward and grabbed Ye Wudao's right wrist holding the knife before he slashed it with his sword.
Just twist it.
Click!
Ye Wudao's right hand was instantly twisted by Lin Yun, and he weakly released the hilt of the sword, letting the bright red sword slip from his hand. However, his left hand hurriedly made a fist and punched it straight towards Lin Yun's head.
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and touched it gently, gently grasped the fist that was thrown at him, and then with a backhand buckle, he easily detained Ye Wudao on the ground.
The tip of his toes lightly stepped on the knees of Ye Wudao's legs, trampling his knees directly into meat paste, and creating two pits with a diameter of two meters on the ground under his feet.
Most of these two pits overlap each other, forming an oval pit.
Ye Wudao lay on the ground like a dead dog. He could no longer move his limbs and could only scream and wail.
Lin Yun grabbed Ye Wudao's left hand and dragged him forward step by step, as if he was dragging a dead dog.
Jiang Shijian and Long Batian were completely stunned on the spot at this time, looking at Lin Yun who was approaching in despair, as if they had given up on fighting.
Lin Yun dragged Ye Wudao, walked up to the two of them calmly, and said to them expressionlessly: "What do you think I should do with you?"
Lin Yun's tone was very calm, as if he was chatting normally with a friend. But Jiang Shijian and Long Batian seemed to hear the most terrifying sound in the world, and their scalps couldn't help but tingle.
"It's not your turn to deal with it yet!" At this moment, a arrogant voice suddenly sounded.
Jiang Shijian and Long Batian hurriedly followed the sound, and their eyes immediately flashed with hope, as if they saw someone who could save them.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a black gauze hat and a purple and gold robe. His face was oily and his body was bloated. At first glance, he looked like he was either rich or noble.
And his eyes were even more domineering, always showing an air of officialdom that was difficult to conceal.
There is no doubt that this person was the special envoy, Nangong Ling, who appeared in the Wu Mansion with the order to suppress the country on the day Lin Yun became a core disciple.
"Master Nangong, you came just in time!"
"Lord Nangong, please make the decision for us!"
Seeing Nangong Ling appear, Jiang Shijian and Long Batian were extremely excited, as if they were grasping at straws.
They knew that they were no match for Lin Yun, and it was impossible to rely on their own strength to save their lives. They could only rely on the power of the Nangong family to intimidate Lin Yun.
"They are all high-ranking officials in Yuzhou. If you kill them, you must consider the consequences first!" Nangong Ling walked towards Lin Yun step by step and said to Lin Yun in a threatening tone.
In fact, it was Nangong Ling's intention to have the three major families join forces to get rid of Lin Yun. But he never expected that all three major families would eventually be destroyed at the hands of Lin Yun.
After hearing Nangong Ling's words, Lin Yun remained expressionless and just said coldly: "There is no one in this world that I dare not kill!"
While Lin Yun was talking, Jiang Shijian suddenly had a poisonous dagger in his hand, and suddenly stabbed Lin Yun in the neck when he wasn't paying attention.
All this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that no one could react.
However, just when the dagger was about to hit Lin Yun's neck, Jiang Shijian's movements suddenly froze and stopped instantly.
Because all he was holding in his hand was the hilt of the dagger, and the blade had long since disappeared.
"How... how is it possible!" Jiang Shijian looked up at Lin Yun in shock, his pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes filled with disbelief.
At this time, Lin Yun actually held a half-foot-long broken blade between the two fingers of his left hand.
This half-foot-long remnant blade, together with the hilt in Jiang Shijian's hand, formed a dagger!
It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Shijian deeply understood how big the gap between him and Lin Yun was.
The weapon in his hand was cut off by Lin Yun, but he didn't even notice when Lin Yun took action.
This gap is not at the same level at all!
"You can die." Lin Yun uttered a word coldly. As he spoke, the afterimage of his left hand flashed in front of Jiang Shijian's forehead, and then instantly retracted to its original position, as if it had never moved.
But the broken blade that was originally held between the two fingers of his left hand was no longer in Lin Yun's hand, but penetrated deeply into Jiang Shijian's forehead.
Jiang Shijian stared at Lin Yun with unblinking eyes, blood flowing from his forehead down his face, and his body stiffened and fell backwards like a stone sculpture.
Upon seeing this, Long Batian hurriedly wanted to turn around and run away, but as soon as he turned around, a burning palm fell from the sky like a mountain and pressed on top of his head.
The extremely terrifying pressure forced his head into his chest, causing the entire chest to explode. Countless blood and pieces of flesh flew out, like watermelon juice that had been stepped on.
Seeing this scene, Ye Wudao's face turned pale, his heart sank to the bottom, and he fell into unprecedented despair.
One is the commander of the Yuzhou Patrol Army.
One is the Minister of Justice of Yuzhou.
Lin Yun killed these two people with extraordinary status in Yuzhou without blinking an eye!
And as a leader of a private army with no status, what hope does he have of surviving?