Chapter 118: Strong crush

Chapter 118: Strong Crush

Tan Yun's words immediately caused laughter and insults to rise and fall.

"Hahahaha, did you hear that? This **** of the first level of the fetal soul said that he wanted to kill us all!"

"Tsk tsk, I scared grandpa to death! Grandson Tan Yun, grandpa is impatient, come on, you killed grandpa... quack!"

"Yes, yes, grandpas are tired of living, grandson Tan Yun, come on, you're welcome, grandpas are happy to be killed by you."

"…"

The humiliation of the crowd echoed in his ears, but Tan Yun did not get angry at all, on the contrary, his expression was calm and terrifying.

On the other hand, Mu Mengji and Zhong Wu Shiyao were indignantly holding flying swords and wanted to do it.

"Mengjiao, Shiyao, you don't have to get angry with a group of dying dogs."

"I didn't want to make more murders. The opportunity has already been given to them. Since they are courting death themselves, don't blame me for being cruel."

Tan Yun's voice without a trace of emotion, lingering in the huge open space, clearly entered everyone's ears.

"Hehehe, Tan Yun, I would like to see what you are capable of, how dare you be so arrogant!" Murong Kun sneered as he spoke, and suddenly shouted, "Everyone obeys the order, the third-level fetal soul realm, capture Mu Mengji, Zhong Wu Shiyao, others have smashed Tan Yun, Xue Ziyan, and Rong Rong into 10,000 pieces!"

Just when more than 800 of Murong Kun's subordinates were about to take action, Linghu Changkong shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"Linghu Changkong, what do you want to do?" Murong Kun's expression changed, "What? Are you trying to stop me!"

"What a joke! I want to kill Tan Yun more than you, how can I stop it?" Linghu Changkong looked at Murong Kun coldly, "Last time I lost 98 million low-grade spirit stones to you, if you have the courage, you can do it again. Bet with me once?"

"Just bet, I'm afraid you won't succeed, Murong Kun!" Murong Kun sneered: "I'll decide the bet this time. I'll bet on you and me, who will kill Tan Yun first! If I lose, I'll give you a bet. 100 million low-grade spirit stones, if you lose, you give me 200 million!"

"Murong Kun, this is unfair!" Linghu Changkong was extremely dissatisfied.

"It's fair!" Murong Kun smiled and said, "Don't forget, you have 1,030 subordinates, and I only have 886. Besides, it's you who took the initiative to bet with me, so it's up to me to decide. Of course. , you can choose not to gamble!"

"Okay, then I lose, I'll give you 150 million, is this the head office?" Linghu Changkong said in a low voice.

"No way!" Murong Kun said firmly, "If you want to gamble, gamble, or if you don't gamble, I don't have time to waste words with you, 200 million low-grade spirit stones, even one less!"

"Okay, you're ruthless, I'll bet!" Linghu said, glancing at the 1,030 subordinates, "Whoever kills Tan Yun will be rewarded with 20 million low-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing this, everyone trembled with excitement, "Yes!"

Murong Kun looked at Linghu Changkong with contempt, and said loudly, "Whoever kills Tan Yun, I will reward you with 40 million!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Murong!" The voices of the 886 disciples shook the world. Staring at Tan Yun excitedly, at this moment, Tan Yun is like a pile of white spirit stones, waiting to be picked up by himself!

"Kill me!"

"Be sure to kill Tan Yun for me!"

Following Murong Kun and Linghu Changkong's orders, all of the 626 male and female disciples suspended in the sky jumped down from the flying swords, and at the same time, they used their flying swords to take their flying swords into their hands and killed Tan Yun. Impressively swooped down!

When they swooped down, everyone's strength was unreserved. Immediately, in the darkening night, they brought up hundreds of sword lights of more than ten meters of different attributes. !

Some swords are golden all over, and their aura is fierce and domineering. This is the unique golden power of the golden-born soul cultivator!

Some sword lights are blue and cold, this is the water body soul monk, the unique power of water!

In an instant, within three hundred feet above Tan Yun's head, they were swallowed up by golden, green, blue, fiery red, brown, and sword glows filled with the power of thunder and lightning. Boom down!

"kill!"

At the same time, the 1,290 disciples of the second and third levels of the Fetal Soul Realm surrounded by the five people of Tan, frantically injected the power of various attributes in their bodies into the low-grade spiritual weapons flying swords and long knives in their hands.

Immediately, colorful and dazzling sword lights and sword lights shot straight into the sky, tearing apart the night!

They brought up a sword light and a sword light and killed Tan Yun!

For a while, the sword lights from the top down, and the sword lights and sword lights that were cut from all around Tan Yun, formed a huge bowl of light with a radius of three hundred feet. The space was buzzing and trembling, and there was no gap. The five of them are shrouded in the direction of Tan Yun!

"Faced with such a vast attack, Tan Yun and the others are dead!"

"Yeah! It's estimated that the bombarded can't even leave a little bit of meat residue..."

"Alas, it's a pity, Tan Yun will die if he dies. Anyway, he's a waste, but it's a pity that Senior Sister Zhong Wu and Senior Sister Mu!"

"That's right, this Tan Yun is really a motherfucker!"

"…"

At this moment, among the more than 800 people gathered together, there were whispers of discussion.

But just when everyone decided that Tan Yun and the five were sure to die, suddenly, under the night sky swallowed by the sword light and the sword light, there was a thunderous deep voice, "If you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

At this moment, under the shock of Zhong Wu Shiyao, Mu Mengji, Rong Rong, and Xue Ziyan, Tan Yunqing robe was hunting and her hair was dancing. Immediately, the four girls felt an aura that made people's souls tremble and spread out from Tan Yun. Come.

This breath is really too powerful. Mu Mengjia and Zhong Wu Shiyao from the third level of the fetal soul realm estimate that Tan Yun's aura is far more powerful than the fourth level of the fetal soul realm!

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the three-hundred-zhang space around Tan Yun trembled violently, but after Tan Yun released an aura comparable to the sixth level of the fetal soul, he simultaneously performed a spiritual attack comparable to the sixth level of the fetal soul!

The invisible spiritual consciousness swept away like a tidal wave of light beams in all directions. Wherever the spiritual consciousness passed, the space was like water ripples, ignoring the surging sword light and sword light, and in an instant, it exploded in the minds of the disciples who came!

"Oh no!"

"Do not!"

"Senior Brother Murong, help..."

"Senior Brother Linghu, save me..."

Immediately, the sword lights and the sword lights of the five people who were about to slash at Tan Yun collapsed, and then, one after another, the screams of extreme horror were interrupted almost at the same time.

Under the attack of Tan Yun's powerful spiritual sense, all the disciples suffered heavy damage to their souls and fell into a coma.

The comatose disciples in the void fell one after another, the flying sword fell off their hands, and the disciples who were killed around Tan Yun also fell unsteadily!

"kill!"

Tan Yun was indifferent and ruthless, with flying hair, comparable to the aura of the sixth level of the fetal soul, and instantly enveloped the area and the sky within a radius of 300 meters.

"Bang bang bang..."

Immediately, there were more than 1,500 disciples in the fetal soul realm who fell to the low altitude, as well as the disciples in the second realm who had already killed Tan Yun within 50 feet. Vortex, the body explodes!