Chapter 79: Decisive Killing

The man in black was carrying a sword box with several swords in it.

The blue flying sword took the initiative to return to the sword box.

Seeing that Ling Yun had escaped his attack, a look of surprise appeared on the face of the man in black.

But that's all.

Then, with a sneer on his face, he looked at Ling Yun from a distance and made a slit motion on his neck.

"court death!"

Ling Yun's inner murderous intention suddenly boiled.

boom!

The ground beneath his feet cracked.

The next moment, he left a foot-deep footprint on the ground and his body broke through the roof of the hall.

After borrowing some strength from the roof, the ancient beast headed straight towards the top of the attic with the force of a violent storm.

Seeing this, the man in black's face became even more playful.

The blue sword in the sword box flew out again, killing Ling Yun with lightning speed.

In the hall, Luo Wuji's eyes flashed: "Flying Sword Technique? It's the secret door killer Qin Feijian. This little beast is dead."

Murong Yuyan also recognized the origin of the man in black.

Having seen Ling Yun's strength and having always had strong confidence in Ling Yun, she couldn't help but have a look of worry on her face at this moment.

The Secret Door is the top killer organization in the world.

Qin Feijian is a famous killer.

Its typical feature is the flying sword technique.

Flying Sword Technique can make the sword fly a long distance to kill the enemy.

Rumor has it that if you practice flying swordsmanship to the extreme, you can kill enemies thousands of miles away.

A flying sword flew towards Ling Yun.

However, Ling Yun's perception was so sharp that he could easily avoid the flying sword attack by shaking his figure.

"kindness?"

Qin Feijian's eyes became colder, and two more flying swords flew out from behind him.

Three flying swords attacked Ling Yun at the same time.

In the eyes of others, Ling Yun was certain to die this time.

But Ling Yun was like a fish, avoiding these three flying swords at an incredible angle.

"This is impossible!"

Qin Feijian's smile disappeared.

How could a martial artist avoid his killing attack?

Suddenly, his scalp felt numb.

A strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.

"not good."

He subconsciously wanted to leave.

boom!

But it's still too late.

The attic floor beneath his feet exploded and scattered, and a figure soared into the sky from inside.

This figure is undoubtedly Ling Yun.

"kill!"

Ling Yun's killing intent was overwhelming.

"Damn it, do you think I'll be afraid of you if you fight me in close combat?"

Qin Feijian's eyes flashed fiercely, "I am a third-level Martial King. You can rely on the secret skills of your body to avoid my flying sword from a distance. However, if you get close now, you are seeking death..."

Ling Yun turned a deaf ear and punched out with his fist.

"Nine killing fists!"

Buzz!

Twenty ancient stars appeared.

"That's all."

Qin Feijian sneered, and the spiritual power surged out of his body.

With a strength of 200,000 kilograms, he could defeat Luo Wuji, but he was still far from being able to defeat him.

In an instant, he waved his palm to resist, triggering the shadows of thirty ancient stars.

The next moment, two fists collided.

Almost instantly, Qin Feijian turned pale in horror.

Because the power released from Ling Yun's fist was nothing at first.

But there is a terrifying dark power hidden behind it, and each dark power is more terrifying than the other.

When the eight dark energies burst out, the power of this punch was impressively close to 400,000 kilograms.

broken!

Qin Feijian's fists, arms and even shoulders were shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bang!

Then, he fell from the top of the attic and hit the ground of the yard below, creating a three-meter deep pit.

With this blow, countless bones were broken all over his body, and his internal organs were severely damaged.

"Pfft."

He couldn't bear it any longer and opened his mouth to vomit blood.

The ground shook again, and Ling Yun jumped down from the top floor of the attic and landed next to Qin Feijian.

"Secret door killer? Why did you come to kill me?"

Ling Yun said coldly.

"Ahem, cough, cough, 400,000 kilograms of strength. This strength is comparable to the strongest among the Martial Kings. How can you be so strong?"

Qin Feijian coughed up blood and looked at Ling Yun in disbelief.

"Did not say?"

Ling Yun said expressionlessly: "I have nothing to do with the secret door. Someone must have asked you to take action. I have many enemies, but most of them have strong backgrounds behind them. There is no need to hire an assassin, and it will not happen at this time.

So, is it Di Haoran or He Ming who asked you to kill me? "

Both of them had murderous intentions when he left.

"Do you think, as a killer, I would leak my employer's information?"

Qin Feijian sneered.

"No one is afraid of death. When you say this, you probably think that you can bargain with me. Or even, you are a secret door killer and I don't dare to kill you?"

Ling Yun couldn't see the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, "Unfortunately, you guessed wrong. Since you refuse to say it, then go to hell."

In this life, he is destined to embark on the path of supremacy with absolute strength.

So for him, improving strength is the foundation of everything, and everything else is side effects.

He was in no mood to scheming with others.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, used his spiritual power to catch a flying sword that Qin Feijian had dropped to the ground, and chopped it down directly.

Poof!

Blood flying sword.

Qin Feijian's head was suddenly separated from his neck.

Although he was dead, Qin Feijian's wide-open eyes still contained a strong sense of disbelief.

It seemed that he never imagined that Ling Yun would really kill him.

"No, don't kill me..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Wuji panicked and begged for mercy.

What responded to him was Ling Yun's sharp sword strike.

Suddenly, there was another head on the ground.

"escape."

Others looked horrified.

But since Ling Yun has taken action, there is no need to show mercy.

He and the Blood Evil Sect were originally hostile, so naturally they would kill each other.

Swish, swish, swish!

How could these ordinary warriors stop his slaughter.

Half a minute later, there were no more survivors in the manor, they were slaughtered by Ling Yun.

Then, Ling Yun came to Murong Yuyan.

"Just bear with it."

Ling Yun quickly took action, using special techniques and spiritual power to force the toxins out of Murong Yuyan's body.

Murong Yuyan was in great pain, but she still endured it.

"Ling Yun, why did you come to Xitang City?"

After breathing a sigh of relief, Murong Yuyan looked at Ling Yun happily.

"Leave here first, and then we can talk while walking."

Ling Yun said.

Hearing this, Murong Yuyan's expression suddenly became solemn.

The fighting here just now was so loud that it would definitely attract a lot of people's attention.

She immediately stopped talking nonsense and followed Ling Yun closely.

When passing Qin Feijian's body, Ling Yun paused slightly and took out an ancient sheepskin scroll from Qin Feijian's body.

"Flying Sword Technique."

Above, three words stood out.

"interesting."

Ling Yun smiled and put the ancient scroll into his arms.

There were also Qin Feijian's three flying swords, which he also accepted with joy.

Then he stopped staying and continued walking outside.

Arriving at the gate of the manor, Ling Yun seemed to sense something and glanced at the alley next to the street.

Then he smiled faintly without stopping.

After Ling Yun left, two figures walked out of the alley, it was the white-haired middle-aged man and the girl.

"Father."

The girl looked nervous and wanted to seek comfort from the white-haired middle-aged man.

Because she saw that when Ling Yun went in, he was obviously empty, but when he came out, there was a sword box behind his back.

And the sword box was obviously brought in by Qin Feijian.

However, when she turned around, she found that the forehead of the white-haired middle-aged man was actually covered with sweat.

This moved the girl greatly.

You know, my father is no ordinary person.

As the head of the He family in Dongzhou, the elder of the Dongzhou Martial Arts Academy, and the ninth-level Martial King, his father He Sheng's name was also famous and resounded throughout the Dajing Dynasty.

However, at this moment, her father was as nervous as she was?