With only a broken body left, Yuan Long scratched the ground crazily with his blood-stained hands, leaving blood marks and letting out a miserable cry.
"Save me, save me, save me..."
Only a third of his body is actually left, so this scene looks extremely terrifying.
At this time, Yuan Longyun's spirit had collapsed.
As death approached, there was only endless fear in his heart.
how so?!
Why is this the result!?
Just a human race, just a domestic slave, how can it be so powerful!?
This is not only a question in Yuan Longyun's mind, but also a question in the eyes of the Celestial Clan and domestic slaves who are watching around!
Fang Yu still carried the white jade divine sword on his shoulder.
After seeing the blood, the sword energy on the white jade divine sword became even more violent, and it continued to surge outward.
If Fang Yu hadn't suppressed it forcefully, its sword energy would have swept everywhere.
This is the characteristic of this white jade divine sword.
On the surface it looks as gentle as jade, but in fact it is a real killing weapon.
Fang Yu knew that this sword must have a real name, but he just didn't know it yet.
"Ahhhh..."
Yuan Longyun kept screaming and crying for help.
But the surrounding heavenly clans have been frightened by Fang Yu's methods.
No one dared to step forward to help Yuan Longyun.
These heavenly clansmen still haven't come back to their senses, they just looked at Fang Yu with horrified eyes, unable to speak for a long time.
With a random sword strike from a house slave, he instantly killed a dozen house slaves who had ascended to the Immortal Realm, and also cut into pieces the Yuan Long Yun of the Immortal Realm. Such a method... had a huge impact on them.
Is this really a house slave?
The sword he took out looked extraordinary at first sight!
Is that a weapon that a human slave can possess!?
Also, why is this slave so bold? How dare he attack the Tian Clan in Datong Ancient City!?
Various shocks and doubts made it difficult for the Celestial Clan present to recover.
At this moment, in the attic on the top floor of the auction house.
A beautiful figure stood in front of the window sill, quietly watching what was happening outside the auction house.
It's none other than Si Nanxin.
At this time, Si Nanxin's beautiful eyes shone with shocking light.
Her eyes first glanced at Yuan Longyun, who was in a tragic situation, and then at Fang Yu.
How can this be?
She knew that Lin Batian might have some strength, and Yuan Longyun might not be able to take him down easily.
But she never imagined that the result would be like this.
This Lin Batian, with just one sword, killed Yuan Longyun and all the slaves he brought with him...instantly!
With such strength, it can be said that he can completely crush Yuanlong Yun.
Although Yuan Longyun is not a cultivation genius, because he is a direct descendant of the Yuanlong family, the cultivation resources he receives are not weak.
No matter what, he still has the cultivation of a virtual immortal!
The strength to be able to instantly kill the Void Immortal and more than a dozen people who ascended to the Immortal Realm... must have exceeded a large realm.
Maybe the peak of the virtual immortal, or even the earth immortal!
In any case, Lin Batian's strength... far exceeded her expectations!
However, no matter before or now, this Lin Batian has never released a trace of the aura of an immortal monk!
Why is this?
Generally speaking, the aura of an immortal monk cannot be concealed, at least when doing something, it cannot be concealed.
However……
"Is it because of that sword?"
Si Nanxin frowned slightly and looked at the white jade divine sword on Fang Yu's shoulder.
This divine sword is releasing bursts of terrifying and sharp sword energy, and its surface is shining with bright light.
This kind of sword is very suitable for Si Nanxin's liking.
It would be great if this sword could become hers...
"Second Miss, do you need to take action..."
The old woman stood behind Si Nanxin, her old face still expressionless, and she just stared straight at Fang Yu outside the auction house.
Si Nanxin shook his head slightly, looked at Fang Yu, and said coldly: "No need for the time being, Yuan Longyun will die if he dies. I'm very tired of him."
"But this Lin Batian..." The old woman's tone was cold and murderous.
"Do you think he killed so many slaves and crippled Yuanlong Yun... was it because of himself or that sword?"
Si Nanxin suddenly turned around and asked the old woman.
The old woman was silent for a while and replied: "His own aura is extremely weak, and he does not look like an immortal-level strongman. And the previous slash was indeed the power released by the sword energy of that sword."
"So... you also think he is so strong because of that sword?" Si Nanxin narrowed her eyes slightly and raised a smile at the corner of her mouth.
"Yes, but usually, a good sword also requires a strong swordsman to exert its power. This man's own strength... is not too weak. At least, his physical body should be very strong." The old woman said slowly.
"You have a strong body, and you can play with it for me. You can make a cow or a horse for me. As for the sword in his hand, I like it very much. I must get it." Si Nanxin's smile became bright.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
Fang Yu carried the white jade divine sword and slowly walked towards Yuan Longyun.
Behind him, Wu Heng and the others were trembling all over.
On the one hand, it is shocking, on the other hand...it is also exciting, and at the same time, there is fear.
Various complex emotions are intertwined in their hearts.
Fang Yu walked up to Yuan Longyun.
"Save me ah ah..."
Yuan Longyun seemed to have gone crazy, scratching the ground desperately, as if this would allow him to escape from this place.
Fang Yu knelt down, looked at Yuan Longyun, and said with a smile: "I told you, you already had a chance to live, why did you have to come back and die?"
Yuan Longyun looked at Fang Yu's smiling face and his body shook violently.
To him, this is a nightmare smile!
"Don't kill me, don't kill me... I was wrong, I was wrong..." Yuan Longyun stretched out his hands towards Fang Yu, trying to grab Fang Yu's legs.
"bass!"
Fang Yu's eyes turned cold, his right arm suddenly moved, and the white jade divine sword in his hand slashed down.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
A very deep sword mark was cut on the ground.
At the same time, Yuan Longyun's arms also shattered and disappeared.
This time, his situation became even worse.
"Ahhhh..."
Yuan Longyun looked up to the sky and screamed, looking at Fang Yu with eyes filled with resentment and resentment.
"Kill me, if you kill me, my father will definitely avenge me! The Lord of Datong City will not let you go! You will definitely die, and your death will be more miserable than mine! Even more miserable!"
After realizing that there was no hope of survival, Yuan Longyun roared hysterically, his tone full of resentment.
"I have killed many people, and they will yell like this before they die, as if after shouting, someone will really be able to avenge them." Fang Yu said with a joking smile, "But they didn't expect that they
Those people who are shouting will be killed by me later, and I will go to hell with them...as long as they dare to show up."
"Of course, a dead person cannot know what will happen later."
"You are lucky. I told you this situation first so that you can go on your journey with peace of mind."
With that said, Fang Yu raised the white jade divine sword in his hand again.