The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 138 Kill Streak
After Lin Yang shattered the chest of the pockmarked middle-aged man with one punch, he didn't stop at all.

Since killing, kill thoroughly.

He was in the air, twisted his waist violently, drew a half arc with his right leg, and slammed another martial arts practitioner on the head.

In an instant, the sturdy head of this martial arts practitioner exploded in the air, and when the blood splashed everywhere, his brains flew, which was bloody and terrifying.

The remaining six people were even more frightened.

But Lin Yang didn't stop, and with the force of the counter-shock that smashed the head of the martial arts practitioner, he suddenly kicked out with a balanced foot, and stepped on the chest of another martial arts practitioner.

With a bang.

The chest of the martial arts cultivator exploded, blood spattered everywhere, before he even had time to scream, he disintegrated in the air, blood spattered everywhere.

Five people left!

All five of them were breathless, feeling the shadow of death getting heavier and heavier in their hearts, looking at Lin Yang, trembling with fear.

'This is a ruthless person, why provoke him.

At the very beginning, he clearly disdained to shoot us. '

Seeing this scene, monks and Taoists wailed in their hearts. For Lin Yang, if they could make another choice, they would definitely stay far away and never interfere in this matter, even if there was someone in that family, they would never interfere.

But time will not turn back, and there will be no more choices.

Under the Condensation Technique, the speed of the five of them was exhausted, floating from the air like leaves, the speed was very slow, but in the end, when Lin Yang stepped on the third person, they still fell to the ground.

Hardly hesitating, they kicked the ground hard and retreated backwards. However, because of the Condensation Technique, the rapid retreat they used in the past was like a slow-moving camera at this time.

And because the five people are in different directions, the direction of retreat is also different.

That fiery red-haired, white-skinned man, whether it was intentional or unintentional, retreated further into the room, approaching the stone bed.

But among the other four people, the monk and the Taoist and the thin man with sinister eyes retreated to other corners of the room.

Only a middle-aged man in black with a short knife retreated towards the door.

Lin Yang rolled over and landed without the slightest hesitation. He turned into a gust of wind and shot at the middle-aged man in black who was retreating towards the door.

If this person is allowed to leave the room, it may be difficult to kill him again.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the middle-aged man in black with terrified eyes. He raised his palm and turned it into a palm knife. His hand was like lightning, and he slashed at the throat of the black-clothed neck.

Click!
Throat shattered, blood splattered everywhere.

At this time, the short knife in the middle-aged man's hand was lifted up by the air condensing technique that was as thick as sugar water, trying to block it, but he only raised it an inch high.

After Lin Yang beheaded the man, he stomped on his feet. After stopping, he quickly turned around. When he looked at the thin man with sinister eyes, he stretched out the five fingers of his right hand and grabbed the thin man in the air.

Gravity!
The most basic Taoism for cultivators.

Almost instantly, in front of the thin man, a huge force appeared out of thin air, turned into a palm, and grabbed his neck fiercely.

Click!
Lin Yang twisted his wrist lightly, and the thin man with sinister eyes broke his neck before he even yelled in pain, with bright red blood spilling out of his mouth, his head drooping to one side, completely out of breath.

Seeing this, Lin Yang waved his hand, put his back on his back, stepped on his feet, and appeared in front of the monk and the Taoist, seemingly slowly but quickly.

He didn't stop at all, he lifted the palm behind his back, stretched out his index finger, and pressed it towards the forehead of Old Daoist Yun that day.

"No, you can't kill me...you can't kill me. Behind me is the Lin family in Beijing. Behind me is the Lin family in Beijing. Behind me is Zhou Kangjian, the master of swordsmanship. If you kill me, the Lin family will not let you go, and will not let you go. Everyone."

Old Taoist Tianyun looked at the finger that was pressed down, his eyes became cross-eyed, his whole body trembled in fear, and he screamed loudly and shrillly.

This remark caused Lin Yang to give his fingers a slight pause, but in an instant, Lin Yang smiled coldly.

"The Lin family in the capital city, if they have the guts, let them come, come one and kill one, come and kill one pair, if they all come, I will kill them all and leave no one behind."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yang's finger pressing speed suddenly accelerated.

Beside, the old monk in the desert saw this scene, his eyes widened, his muscles bulged, and a faint golden light radiated from his body, like the legendary King Kong Arhat, who seemed to want to do his best to break free from the condensing air technique. .

However, Martial Dao Kung Fu is a castrated version of Cultivating Immortal Kung Fu, and there are only a few mountains separated from Cultivating Immortal Kung Fu. It is not enough to struggle for half a point.

boom!
Lin Yang's index finger still landed on the center of his eyebrows under the fearful eyes of Tian Yun.

Then, with the fingertips, a burst of spiritual power spewed out, poured into the center of his eyebrows, and rushed into his mind.

Almost instantly, Tianyun old man felt a sharp pain in his head, as if the river was overwhelmed and the sea was roaring.

From the outside world's point of view, after pressing the seven orifices of Tianyun's old way, blood flowed out immediately, and the smell of blood filled the air in an instant, staining the whole face.

Lin Yang raised his finger, and stopped paying attention to the appearance of Tian Yun.

Under his fingers, this person's mind has been shattered, and he will undoubtedly die.

And his eyes didn't stop, he directly fell on the old monk in the desert, since he wanted to kill him, there was no need to survive.

"Young man, you can't take another shot. You have already killed Tianyun and offended Longxu Mountain. If you kill this monk again, you will offend the Tantric Sect. In the future, you will be hunted down in the rivers and lakes. Think twice."

Seeing Lin Yang's gaze, the old Dao Dao almost stopped breathing when his heart trembled.

Lin Yang is too terrifying. It only took less than half a minute to kill six people in a row. Such speed, such ruthlessness, and such bloodthirsty, even those masters who have just stepped into Huajin, cannot achieve it. He guessed right, this young man has the power to transform.

It's terrifying to be a grand master at such a young age.

If this son does not die, I am afraid that he will have a place in Huaguo Jianghu in the future, and even reach the top and become No. 1, which is still unknown.

But at this moment, the old monk in the desert doesn't care about the future, his life is in Lin Yang's hands, and it is at stake. Only by saving his life can he think about the future, if he loses his life, how will he care about other things.

After saying this, Lin Yang still smiled coldly. If Emperor Ziyang was really afraid of being hunted down, his bones might have rotted for thousands of years in the world of cultivating immortals in the starry sky.

Not bothering to answer at all, he raised his hand, pointed like a sword, and slashed towards the old monk in the desert.

Seeing the sword pointing to cut.

The old monk in the desert felt a chill in his heart, and felt a majestic sword intent, filling his eyes, existing in all directions, covering his body and mind, and it was impossible to hide.

But in an instant, he took a deep breath and let out a burst of shouting.

Then I saw that the body of the old monk suddenly burst out with bright golden light. It was only a great achievement of copper skin and iron bones, but it was directly perfected.

(End of this chapter)