Chapter 291: The Complete Showdown of the Martial Artists
"Whoosh..."
The warrior's eyes were beating wildly with joy. If he poked it with his finger, even the gods would be poked out with a big hole. When the time came, even the gods would not be able to save him.
"Peng..."
Just when he was complacent and thought that he was about to become a great benefactor to the Wang family, Lin Yi's body suddenly exploded with a powerful force that directly reflected him back.
"Zhenqi condenses..."
Bai BuZhan frowned as he saw that the strength of a warrior who could use Zhenqi Condensation has already exceeded the level of martial arts. Lin Yi jumped dozens of meters just now, which shows that he has already exceeded the level of martial arts.
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"Mr. Lin, leave quickly. They have too many warriors. You alone will not be a match..."
Song Zun was not happy because Lin Yi had escaped disaster. Instead, he pushed Lin Yi harder and said desperately.
"Want to leave?? It's too late. Today is the day you die. All warriors, come to me, kill, kill, kill..."
Wang Weihong seemed to have gone crazy, gritting his teeth and roaring loudly, with such force that he didn't care that his mouth was full of blood.
"kill……"
The warriors had also realized that Lin Yi's level was not low, and they all moved closer together. The combined attack was obviously more powerful.
"Die, haha, want to run away, dream..."
Wang Weihong laughed.
Right now, dozens of warriors are besieging one person. Even if he is the King of Heaven, I cannot even think of leaving today.
On the other hand, the strength Lin Yi showed today was enough to scare him. If he didn't take the opportunity to kill him now, it would probably be even more difficult in the future.
"Mr. Lin..."
Song Zun looked at the scene of warriors rushing over with shouts of killing, and immediately closed his eyes in despair.
It's too late, everything is too late. If there was a chance to set the target just now, the chance has been completely blocked now.
These warriors are just the feathers of the Wang family, and there are more warriors who have not come over, not to mention that there is no shortage of masters like Bai Buzhan.
Today's battle is destined to be a disastrous defeat.
"It's over, Mr. Lin will die with us..."
Others also looked lonely and helpless, shaking their heads, closing their eyes, and waiting for death to come.
"Bang bang bang..."
Suddenly, the warriors who were sprinting flew backwards one after another. Their bodies showed a strange color, and they fell to the ground one by one, vomiting blood and coughing.
"What's going on?"
Wang Weihong looked at dozens of warriors vomiting blood, his eyes changed drastically, and his liver began to tremble.
These warriors are the life of the Wang family, and missing one would be a great exploitation of the Wang family's strength.
"A warrior is a warrior..."
Bai Buzhan's calm eyes also showed a different look at this moment. He murmured in his mouth and stared at the door. There, he sensed the strong warrior aura. These people
Without hiding his aura, the scale turned out to be hundreds of people.
"Warrior, what kind of warrior? Aren't we the only ones in the Wang family who have warriors?"
Wang Weihong was already confused at this moment, clutching Bai Buzhan's collar tightly and roaring loudly.
"Peng..."
An attack hit Wang Weihong's arm hard. In an instant, Wang Weihong's arm was pierced and blood spurted out.
"Who told you that only your Wang family has warriors? My Yuan family also has one this time. Wang Weihong, today is the day you die."
Ajun led the bodyguards and rushed in with excitement on his face. He had been suppressed by the warriors of the Wang family for more than a month. Today, he finally had a chance to feel proud.
"Wow..."
In an instant, the entire courtyard was filled with bodyguards in black and warriors in white, numbering more than a few hundred.
"Mr. Song, are you okay?"
At this time, Yuan Wenye, who was very light, walked out from the crowd and ran towards Song Zun.
"Mr. Yuan, why are you all here..."
Song Zun was so excited that tears filled his eyes when he heard the exchange between old friends.
"Hey, didn't we agree? Let's wait for Mr. Lin to come back and then fight back against the Wang family. Why did you rush over here alone?"
Yuan Wenye just took a brief look at Song Zun's injuries, but his eyes were squinted by the horrific scene.
"I'm sorry, I really can't stand them bullying us like this, so today I came to them for a fight to the death. Your decision is right..."
Hearing this, Song Zun smiled bitterly and said, if Lin Yi hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid all of his people would have died here.
"Mr. Lin, Lao Song's injury..."
Yuan Wenye looked at Lin Yi with an almost pleading look.
"It doesn't matter. As long as the person doesn't die, I can restore his body even if it's a broken body."
Lin Yi chuckled lightly and said.
"That's great, Lao Song, you are in great luck. Mr. Lin can cure you, do you hear me?"
Yuan Wenye was so happy that he couldn't help but grab Song Zun's arm and said loudly.
I don't know since when, Lin Yi has become a god in the hearts of everyone, as if his words can decide everything, and everything he says can come true, even if he says that he can destroy the world's overlord tomorrow,
They also firmly believe in becoming the number one on earth.
"Who is Wang Weihong, come out to die..."
At this time, Han Tianran led several major disciples out of the crowd, and with a strong and powerful voice, he glanced at the people in front of him and shouted.
"Mr. Bai..."
At this moment, Wang Weihong felt the suppression of the warrior's body. This ominous premonition made him tremble all over. In desperation, he only looked at Bai Buzhan. At this moment, Bai Buzhan was the last one he could rely on.
straw.
"Your Excellency is also a cultivator. Leading hundreds of cultivators to bully ordinary people seems a bit too shabby, right?"
Bai Buzhan took a big step and said coldly.
"You have no shame. Look at those trash vomiters behind you. Aren't they warriors? You have been bullying me for a month, and I have only appeared in less than one chapter. There is no Bilian."
, Master, let me see that such a person only deserves to be besieged and killed by us."
Han Tianran didn't need to speak, but the disciple next to him had already begun to curse.
"you……"
Bai Buzhan frowned, and his old face suddenly felt hot.
After all, he was also a master of martial arts. Now that he was ridiculed by a novice martial artist in public, it was really beneath his status. Immediately, a wave of anger sprouted from his heart, and the air between heaven and earth changed.
"Is the warrior perfect?"
Han Tianran's eyes wrinkled as he watched the swirling clouds in the sky suddenly thicken and fall to the ground, forming a giant hurricane.
"Hahaha, accept death, old Taoist, the warrior is perfect, killing you is enough..."
Bai Buzhan's clothes rose up in the wind, and his whole body swelled several times. His face was filled with ferocious light, and his bloodthirsty eyes could be seen even at night.
"Do you think you are the only one who is perfect?"
Han Tianran sneered, and immediately a burst of true energy rose into the sky, and the entire courtyard immediately formed the opposite sides of two giant hurricanes. Countless tables, chairs, and furniture were overturned and flew up. The storm raged like the end of the world.