Before the senior had recovered from his despair, the fingers blocking his fist were slightly bent and then stiffened like a spring.

An irresistible terrifying force was transmitted from the straightened fingers to the high-level person.

The high-level still maintained the posture of throwing a fist, but his body had already flown upside down from the ground, turning into a blurred phantom and flying out of the Jiang family's compound.

The remaining few high-level officials who surrounded and suppressed Lin Yun were all stunned the moment they approached Lin Yun.

Just relying on the elasticity of one finger, he bounced a sixth-level martial artist realm powerhouse out of the air.

Is this still the power that humans can have? It's simply indescribable with monsters!

Before several high-level executives could recover from the shock, Lin Yun raised his left foot and stomped on the ground at will.

That stomp caused the ground with a radius of six meters to sink suddenly, forming a pit three feet deep.

The cobweb-like cracks, centered on the contact between the soles of the feet and the ground, spread out in all directions, tearing the floor into shards mercilessly.

The terrifying shock wave mixed with the debris of the floor swept out like a wave, sweeping out in all directions, sending the three high-rise floors that were close to Lin Yun at the same time and flying out of the air vomiting blood.

And immediately after, Ye Wudao, who was holding the bright red treasure knife, had already rushed in front of Lin Yun with great momentum, and slashed at Lin Yun with a devastating sword.

This knife not only has the blessing of the martial soul ability, but also performs a middle-grade martial art of the Xuan Rank - Killing and Slashing!

When this martial art is cast, it seems to be no different from ordinary attacks.

But in fact, the moment he performed this martial art, Ye Wudao's speed skyrocketed by five times!

Therefore, among the opponents Ye Wudao had fought in the past, no one had been able to avoid his blow.

Even Jiang Shijian and Long Batian, who were the masters of the three great families, were absolutely impossible to avoid.

However, Lin Yun just lightly grabbed it forward, and before Ye Wudao's knife was cut down, the latter came first and grabbed his right wrist holding the knife.

Twist your hand.

Click!

Ye Wudao's right hand was instantly twisted off by Lin Yun, and his palm weakly let go of the hilt of the sword, allowing the bright red sword to slip out of his hand. However, his left hand hurriedly clenched his fist and smashed it directly towards Lin Yun's head.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and touched it gently, gently clenched the smashed fist, and then buckled it with his backhand, easily detaining Ye Wudao to the ground.

The toes lightly stepped on the knees of Ye Wudao's legs, directly stepping his knees into meat sauce, and together with the ground under his feet, he stepped out two pits with a diameter of two meters.

The two pits mostly overlap each other to form an oval-shaped pit.

Ye Wudao lay on the ground like a dead dog, his limbs could no longer move, and he could only keep screaming and wailing.

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 at this time, and they looked at Lin Yun who came in despair, as if they had given up and continued to fight.

Lin Yun dragged Ye Wudao and walked to the two of them unhurriedly, and said to the two of them expressionlessly: "What do you think, what should I do with you?" ”

Lin Yun's tone was very flat, 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 they couldn't help but feel numb on their scalps.

"It's not your turn yet!" At this moment, a haughty voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Shijian and Long Batian hurriedly followed the prestige, 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, his body was bloated, and he looked like he was either rich or noble.

And his gaze is even more domineering, always revealing an atmosphere of officialdom that is difficult to hide.

There is no doubt that this person was the envoy who appeared in the Martial Mansion with the Zhenguo Monarch's Order on the day Lin Yun became a core disciple, Nangong Mausoleum.

"Lord Nangong, you're just in time!"

"Lord Nangong, please make decisions for us!"

Seeing Nangong Ling appear, Jiang Shijian and Long Batian were extremely excited, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw.

They knew very well that they were not Lin Yun's opponents, and it was impossible to rely on their own strength to save their lives, so they could only rely on the power of the Nangong family to deter Lin Yun.

"They are all high-ranking officials in Yuzhou, you have to think about the consequences before you kill them!" Nangong Ling walked towards Lin Yun step by step and said to Lin Yun in a threatening tone.

In fact, letting the three major families join forces to get rid of Lin Yun is what Nangong Ling means. But he never expected that the three major families would eventually be wiped out in Lin Yun's hands.

Hearing Nangong Ling's words, Lin Yun was still expressionless, and just said coldly: "In this world, there is no one I dare not kill!" ”

While Lin Yun was speaking, Jiang Shijian suddenly had an extra poisonous dagger in his hand, and suddenly stabbed him in the neck when Lin Yun was not paying attention.

It all happened in the flash time, so fast that no one reacted.

However, when the dagger was about to stab Lin Yun's neck, Jiang Shijian's movements suddenly stiffened and stopped in an instant.

Because all he held in his hand was the hilt of the dagger, and the blade was long gone.

"How...... How can it be! Jiang Shijian looked up at Lin Yun in shock, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

At this time, between the two fingers of Lin Yun's left hand, there was a half-foot-long stump blade.

This half-foot-long remnant blade just happened to form a dagger together with the hilt in Jiang Shijian's hand!

It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Shijian deeply understood how big the gap between him and Lin Yun was.

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The weapon in his hand was cut off by Lin Yun, but he didn't even find out when Lin Yun made the move.

This gap is not at the same level at all!

"You can die." Lin Yun spit out a sentence coldly, and as he spoke, the afterimage of his left hand flashed in front of Jiang Shijian's forehead, and instantly retracted back to its original position, as if it had never moved.

And the remnant blade that was originally sandwiched between the two fingers of his left hand was no longer in Lin Yun's hand at this time, but deeply pierced into Jiang Shijian's forehead.

Jiang Shijian stared at Lin Yun indifferently, blood flowed down his cheeks from his forehead, and his body stiffened backwards like a stone sculpture.

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 terrifying pressure forcibly pressed his head into his chest, bursting the entire chest, and countless blood and minced flesh splashed outward, like watermelon juice that had been trampled on.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wudao's face was like ashes, and his heart sank to the bottom, falling into unprecedented despair.

One is the commander of the Yuzhou Patrol Army.

One is the Minister of Justice of Yuzhou.

These two characters with transcendent status in Yuzhou, Lin Yun didn't even blink an eye, and killed them directly!

And he, the commander of the private army with no status, what hope of survival does he have?