"Old man, please untie your son's clothes and let me have a try."
After listening to Yi Yun's words, the old man's eyes filled with tears of excitement. He hurriedly untied his son's clothes, and Xiaoxiao also quickly fetched a basin of hot water.
Just when Yi Yun pinched Wang Mu's wrist, intending to channel his vitality into Wang Mu's Dantian, he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance, and then——
"Peng!"
The door to the courtyard was kicked open. The wooden door could not withstand the force and was almost kicked away.
A middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper walked into the courtyard with square steps. Next to him, there was a young man in white. He was holding a folding fan and looked handsome. Behind them, there were three holes.
A strong man.
"Old man Wang, why are you still here, you old man?"
While the middle-aged shopkeeper was talking, he had already arrived in the back room. Without him having to say anything, the man next to him kicked open the door to the back room.
"you!"
Seeing this young man suddenly barging in, the old man's heart froze. He did not expect that just when Yi Yun was about to save his son, these evil stars would appear.
"Huh? Does your son, who wants to die, still have a breath? I told you a long time ago that your house has been mortgaged to me. I am being kind by letting you live here for so long. I don't care if your son dies. Don't die.
Bad luck in my house!"
After the middle-aged shopkeeper finished speaking, he noticed Yi Yun. He glanced at Yi Yun and asked, "Who are you?"
Yi Yun put down Wang Mu's wrist and looked at the shopkeeper who was slightly stout. With a quick glance at his senses, he knew that the man's cultivation was ordinary and he was not worthy of being on the stage at all.
On the other hand, the young man following behind him seemed to have pretty good strength, but for his age, he was not attractive to Yi Yun at all.
Moreover, some characteristics of this young man attracted Yi Yun's attention. Yi Yun found that the aura in his dantian was different. There was an extremely solemn aura there. This aura even projected onto the surface of the young man's body. On his
An ivory-like tattoo formed on his chest.
"Martial spirit..."
Yi Yun had previously read the introduction about the Wuling tribe on the map of Jiuli Witch Country. This tattoo was called "Wuling", which was the symbol of the Wuling tribe. The more pure the Wuling tribe was, the tattoo was engraved in it.
The texture is also more mysterious.
Regardless of Guixu or the Twelve Emperors, various different races have been formed due to the inheritance of blood from ancient times. For example, the race of Old Snake and Snake Girl is a certain ancient secret tribe that has declined.
As for the Wuling tribe, they are also an ancient race that has been around for hundreds of millions of years. Their people have a very strong sense of racial superiority.
Seeing the fat shopkeeper turning his finger on Yi Yun, the old man's heart tightened. These people were acting domineeringly and unreasonably. He was afraid of implicating Yi Yun, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "This young master is just a guest in my teahouse. I'm going to invite you."
He came to see a doctor for my son."
"What? See a doctor? Hahaha!" The fat shopkeeper laughed, "Your son is already a cripple with only half a breath left, and you still want to save him? You are trying to laugh me to death."
The young man next to the fat shopkeeper looked at Yi Yun casually, then looked at Wang Mu's old father, and chuckled: "Are you Wang Mu's father? You look like an old farmer. Wang Mu is so talented.
Well, my father is an old loser and pitiful."
The young man's words were very harsh and mercilessly sarcastic. In fact, he was an inner disciple of the Wuling clan and had a very good background. With his status, he would not care about Wang Mu's house at all. He wanted Wang Mu's house.
It was the fat shopkeeper, and this young man came to see Wang Mu's miserable state.
When Wang Mu joined the Wuling Clan, his talent was astonishing. An elder from the Wuling Clan valued him and gave Wang Mu a lot of resources. This made the young man jealous. Now he came specifically to see Wang Mu's half-dead state.
"Haha, he comes from a humble background and his knowledge is certainly shallow. It's ridiculous that he even found a mortal who came to Wucheng to make a living in an attempt to cure his son."
The so-called mortal clan is what the Wuling clan calls ordinary clans. Yi Yun had known before that the Wuling clan in Wucheng was very xenophobic. Yi Yun was not surprised by the contempt in this young man's eyes.
In response, he just smiled slightly, then slowly raised his hand.
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound, Yi Yun's strike was like lightning. The fat shopkeeper's eyes were dazzled, and then a sharp pain came on his face. His whole body was sent flying, spinning rapidly in the air like a top.
"Peng!"
The fat shopkeeper fell heavily to the ground, his mouth was full of blood foam, and he spit out seven or eight bloody teeth. Yi Yun's slap almost broke the right half of the fat shopkeeper's face.
His right eye was blinded.
"Ah! Ah..."
The fat shopkeeper screamed, and he looked at Yi Yun with hatred and disbelief. He never thought that a mortal would attack him directly in Wucheng!
"Young Master, you can't do this!"
When the old man saw this situation, he felt very anxious. He did not expect Yi Yun to be so impulsive. Although the fat shopkeeper was not good at cultivation, he was from the Wuling tribe after all, and the young man looked like he was from the Wuling tribe.
Geniuses, the consequences of beating them would be disastrous. Although Yi Yun was quite strong, how could he offend the Wuling clan?
"There really are some people who don't know how to live or die." When the young man holding a folding fan saw that the fat shopkeeper was half-dead by Yi Yun's slap, he looked at Yi Yun not with anger, but with pity. To him, the fat shopkeeper also
It's just a dog under his command, and he doesn't care at all, "For the mortals who have just arrived in Wucheng, you don't know whose world Wucheng belongs to. Do you know how you will die? Maybe you can't even imagine how miserable it is...
…”
Just as the young man finished speaking, suddenly——
"Snapped!"
Another slap, Yi Yun's attack speed was ten times faster than before. Before the pity in the young man's eyes could change, Yi Yun slapped him firmly on the right face!
Exactly the same attack, without even changing the position of the attack. The young man screamed, and his body was the same as that of the fat shopkeeper. He flipped dozens of times in the air and fell heavily to the ground. The right side of his face was covered in blood!
Yi Yun beat him even worse than the fat shopkeeper. The whole right side of the young man's face was not only bloody and bloody, but even the bones were exposed. All his teeth were knocked out, leaving only a handful of big teeth on the left side.
But after all, this young man had a stronger ability to withstand beatings. Although he was beaten like this, he did not pass out. His hair was disheveled and he was almost crazy.
"Little... bastard, you dare to hit me, do you know who I am? Kill... kill him!"
The young man pointed at Yi Yun. Three big men behind him had already swarmed up. The three of them cooperated tacitly. One attacked Yi Yun's Tianling, one attacked Yi Yun's heart, and the third attacked Yi Yun's Dantian.
The three of them locked the three vital points of Yi Yun's body from three directions. This move was a dead blow.
But then, Yi Yun's figure disappeared instantly.
A blue sword penetrated the void and traced the path of death.
"Boohoo!"
The three trajectories directly penetrated the chests of these three people. The breath of their whole bodies was locked, and then the skin outside their bodies froze one after another, turning into ice sculptures!
"What……"
The young man was suddenly frightened. His men were not dead. They were still alive, but they were completely unable to move.
Yi Yun did all this in just the blink of an eye. How could this happen that a mortal boy he met randomly had such strength?
At this moment, the young man suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and a sword was pressed against his throat like an ice snake.
At that moment, the young man's breath was stagnant. This was the first time in his life that he had experienced the feeling of being held against a sword. Although he was scared, he was not frightened. His reason told him that the mortal human in front of him should
Don't dare to kill him.
Yi Yun held the Fantasy Snow Sword and said, "Sign a master-servant contract with me, otherwise tomorrow will be the anniversary of your death."
Master-servant contract?
Hearing this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief. He understood why Yi Yun wanted to sign a master-servant contract. It was because he didn't dare to kill him, but he was afraid that he would leak the information, so he wanted to sign a master-servant contract to let him keep the secret.
But how could he let Yi Yun get his wish?
He sneered and said: "It's so ridiculous that you, a low-grade mortal, actually want to enslave me. Do you know who I am? Your strength is just because you have been practicing for a longer time, so how can you maintain your youthful appearance?
Secret method, you are just an ant in the Wuling clan, you'd better let me go quickly, otherwise you will have your soul and marrow refined, and die in incomparable pain..."
"Really? I wanted to give you a chance to survive. Since you choose to die, then I will give you a chance."
Yi Yun said and raised his hand again.
"You...what are you doing!?"
The young man was startled. At this moment, he felt an extremely terrifying life and death crisis, "Wait...wait..."
"It's your own choice."
As Yi Yun spoke, his palms fell heavily!
"Snapped!"
There was an explosion, and Yi Yun slapped the young man firmly on the left side of his face. However, this attack did not slap the young man to a bloody pulp. His body just shook suddenly, and his pupils suddenly dilated.
His eyes also lost their sparkle. Yi Yun's slap shattered the young man's soul!
At the same time, with just a thought from Yi Yun, behind the young man, the three ice sculptures shattered and turned into a pile of ice shards scattered on the ground. The three big men who were originally frozen were also shattered into pieces.
After that, Yi Yun calmly touched the space ring and took out a green earthen jar.
Although the Ancestor of the All Gods is in this city, as long as he does not confront others, but only causes some waves and handles them cleanly, no matter how rich the imagination of the Ancestor of the All Gods, he will not be able to connect these things to himself.