The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 207 That is, his own sword! (first update)
One punch?
Punch is so boring...

Since waking up, the opponents are all pitifully weak, and basically they can be dealt with with one punch.

It just so happens that Ling Yu has a lazy personality and doesn't like to move too much, which is in line with his code of conduct.

But he found that the body will become moldy after being lazy for a long time.

For example, now, hundreds of millions of cells in his body are complaining, urging him to move more.

Even if there are no enemies, it's fine to punch the air.

Ling Yu wouldn't just punch the air, he wasn't Chen Hao, nor was he a little Lolita, he couldn't do such an idiot-looking behavior.

Furthermore, if you accidentally use too much force, it will not be a good thing to hit a hurricane.

and so……

"You all go all out, you'd better squeeze your potential hard, I'll try not to kill you all at once." Ling Yu put his hands in his pockets and said seriously.

Try not to kill you all at once...

Especially this tone, as plain as chatting after dinner, it can drive people crazy!
"Arrogant!"

"Too arrogant!"

"kill him!"

"Hit to death!"

Even Jiang Jian couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, he knew that this person was not simple.

But is it too ignorant to say such a thing?

"Wind Control Jue! Toughening Jue! Flame Jue!"

The petite man who had provoked Lin Shiyi before screamed strangely, made a voice like a male duck, and pinched the orchid fingers to make a formula. Suddenly, the whole body burst into flames, and a strong aura rose.

For a moment, the furniture displayed all around trembled slightly!
"Exercising the three major enhanced Taoist techniques at the same time, although Jin Ming is a little petite, he is the sixth in the Heavenly Sword after all, and his strength is unquestionable!" A man who looks like a fat pig sighed, trying his best to gather momentum.

A Taoist does not have the strong physique of a warrior, but he can strengthen himself with Taoism.

Yufeng Jue, increased the petite man's speed!

The tempering tactic strengthened the petite man's body!

Flame Jue, with flames attached to the body surface, releasing fiery heat!
The petite man wants to have a hearty physical fight with Ling Yu, this is, a battle between men!
He was like a scarlet lightning, with an astonishing speed, every step smashed the ground, leaving behind shocking cracks!
Almost instantly, he appeared in front of Ling Yu, and his face full of fighting spirit came into Ling Yu's eyes.

"fire punch!"

He clenched his fist violently, the strong wind surged, the flames danced, and the dull sound of air crackling rang in his ears, and he blasted towards Ling Yu with great momentum.

boom!
Front teeth and blood flew together, the petite man's battle ended just as it started...

Everyone's faces were frozen, and they stared blankly at Jin Ming, the sixth man of Tianjian, who flew out limply like a dead dog.

One punch and the battle is over!

Ling Yu supported his forehead, frowned slightly, and sighed softly, "Obviously... obviously I didn't use any force, so why did it end?"

It's obviously not working hard, how come it's over...

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched wildly, and they opened their mouths, but they just couldn't say a word.

On the other hand, the petite man, whose consciousness was about to disappear, suddenly heard this sentence, and the unwilling emotions flooded his whole body like a tide, stimulating his will.

"I can't die!"

The petite man clenched his fists suddenly, and a flame called "fighting spirit" burned in his opened eyes, and a terrifying aura that far surpassed the previous one erupted from his body!
"Jin Ming!"

"I knew you wouldn't die so easily!"

"Good job!"

With a dark face, Jiang Jian roared, "Are you watching a show? Don't make a move yet!"

After saying those words, he made a tactic with both hands, and moved the flying sword. A dense but sharp aura filled the flow of black light, which made everyone's scalps go numb.

"Let's do it too!"

Everyone didn't dare to neglect, and they shot with all their strength.

"Night Giant Wolf!"

The seventh-ranked goatee of Tianjian had green light in his eyes, and his white hair danced wildly. Behind him suddenly appeared a phantom of a giant wolf, with ferocious fangs and terrifying pupils!
"Tarzan is on top!"

Ranked eighth in Tianjian is a man who looks very much like a fat pig. He jumped, his body was rapidly expanding, and at the same time, there was a burst of brown brilliance, like a small mountain peak, trying to crush Ling Yu!
"Sonic Shock!"

Tianjian ranked ninth was a sharp-mouthed woman, her lips were pouted, her vocal cords were vibrating at a strange frequency, and an invisible wave rippled through the air.

Five people from Tianjian shot at the same time, which is an indescribable terrifying force.

And Ling Yu is at the center of this power.

With a calm expression on his face, he said lightly: "Well, it's a little more interesting, I'll use less force, I hope you can survive."

After the words fell, he retreated with his left foot and raised his left hand.

Punch!

boom!
The sonic boom roared, the fist wind raged, and the whole villa was crumbling!
"puff!"

"what!"

"what!"

"puff!"

The night wolf with the goatee was scattered in the darkness, and he himself vomited blood, dying soon.

The fat pig man's stomach was beaten out of food, and now he was in tatters, lying on the ground trembling.

The sharp-mouthed girl's vocal cords were broken, her body was covered in blood, her face was full of fear, and she completely lost her ability to fight.

The petite man lay at Ling Yu's feet, and seemed to want to fight again, but he couldn't stand up after all.

Jiang Jian's flying sword fell beside him, and the sharp blade rolled up everywhere!
"Another punch..." Ling Yu held his forehead, seemingly helpless.

"You are strong, really strong..."

Jiang Jian was the only one with fighting strength left. He bent down slowly, picked up the pitch-black long sword, and stroked the body of the sword gently with his palm.

"So, to deal with you, it is worth my use of this trick!"

He raised his head suddenly and stared at Ling Yu, with an indescribable excitement gushing out of his eyes, and a fierce and sharp aura rose up, like an invisible giant sword drawn out of its sheath!

"He's going to use that trick!"

Everyone was shocked, they were all desperately moving their broken bodies, looking like they wanted to escape in fear.

"Secret Technique. Black Sword!"

Jiang Jian held the sword in both hands, his robe and black hair were dancing wildly, fine cracks quickly spread throughout the villa, and a black light soared from the edge of the sword, tearing the roof of the villa and pointing straight at the sky!
"Ok?"

At this moment, Ling Yu glanced at the direction where Aunt Fu was, and he did some tricks there to ensure that Aunt Fu would not be disturbed in any way, "Are you awake?"

So, let's end here...

He looked at Jiang Jian, his dark eyes were like an endless night, calm and deep, and there were hideous and deep cracks spreading on the ground under his feet...

boom!
A deafening sound resounded through the sky, the turbulent wind raged, and the surrounding trees were swaying crazily. Song Moyun and others parked their car on the side of the road, staring at the direction of the villa, and the horrifying scene echoed in their minds.

The soaring black light seems to be able to tear apart the sky, shaped like a giant sword, standing proudly between the sky and the earth, and slashing down from the sky, it seems to be able to cut everything!
"I have the impression that it's his sword!" Song Moyun said in a deep voice with Jiang Jian's appearance in his mind.

"I think that guy might have a miserable end." Lin Shiyi stared into the distance, smiling coquettishly, with a very happy look.

"I want to go back! Let me go back!" Song Moxin woke up at some point and screamed.

"Go back, it's over anyway." Lin Shiyi smiled, she wanted to see Ling Yu's miserable death, and maybe she could win over those people.

"Okay." Song Moyun nodded.

Not long after, several people drove to the outside of the villa.

"Oh my God……"

The three of them showed shock at the same time, the ground was full of cracks and scars, and the sky was full of dust, blocking their sight.

However, they could clearly see that the villa... was divided into two!
Great visual impact!
The three of them walked in cautiously, and every time they entered, the shock in their eyes became more intense.

Soon, they saw the first corpse.

"It's that bastard!"

Lin Shiyi stared at the bloody body, it was the petite man who scolded her earlier!
Moving on, they saw Goatee and several other people successively. Their deaths were miserable and shocking!
In the end what happened?
Forcibly calming down the fluctuating emotions, the three continued to go deeper.

Finally, they saw...

Jiang Jian's wide eyes were bloodshot with fear, and scarlet blood flowed to every corner of his body.

There was a sword stuck in his chest, a broken black sword!

That is, his own sword!
　This book is relatively light on logic, but it is logical after all. Some friends did not read the previous content carefully, and the latter situation feels unreasonable, and I am helpless...

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(End of this chapter)