It was so terrifying. This binding pressure locked all the Zhong family members on the spot, and almost no one could speak.
Dongfang Bo, who was at the head, was naturally under the greatest pressure. It was really difficult for him to resist Jun Lin with his own strength, not to mention that he was still injured and had to take care of such a large group of Zhong family disciples behind him.
Du Hong and Jiang Boyang, who were standing behind Dongfang Bo, were the first to bear the brunt. They suddenly felt that they were being pressed by a mountain of overwhelming pressure. Their whole bodies sank, and dense beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads. They were carrying very hard.
pain.
"You..." Dongfang Bo couldn't help but feel horrified, with a hint of excitement and a flash of annoyance in his eyes.
If King's Landing had not rebelled against the Zhong family, and now that this new generation of young forces had been released, would this talent competition still be necessary?
"Ahem, cough, cough." Dongfang Bo coughed hard several times while covering his chest. He raised his hand with a red face and shouted hard, "Please, please stop! Yes, I have something to say! Jun Lin, what do you mean?
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"Hand over Zhong Yuchuo." Jun Lin said expressionlessly.
Dongfang Bo carried this pressure, tried hard to hold his breath, and protected the group of Zhong family disciples behind him, "You, what are you doing with the eldest lady?"
"Kill him." Jun Lin's simple words immediately set off a storm among the Zhong family disciples.
All the disciples of the Zhong family stared at him angrily without saying anything. The dozen or so disciples in the back row with weak skills could no longer withstand the power and knelt down on the ground.
"Junlin! My junior sister is very kind and affectionate to you. How could you..." Before Qiu Shuimo could finish his sentence, he gave the latter a sharp look and shrank back in shock.
Qiu Shuimo, who was being carried on a bamboo stretcher, stared in fear and spat out blood in front of the incoming power.
"Hand in." Jun Lin was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. He stretched out his hand, and a long sword burning with blood-red flames fell into his hand.
The sword points at the Zhong family and others.
"If you don't pay, you will die!"
Everyone looked at the man in fear. His cold tone of voice and the solemn and gloomy expression on his face all showed that he was not joking with them!
Dongfang Bo's expression changed slightly and he said angrily, "You, how could you be so ignorant and kill innocent people indiscriminately?"
Jun Lin's thin lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile, "If you want to blame it, blame it on you for having such an eldest lady. It was she who killed you. On the road to hell, don't find the wrong person to hold a grudge against."
After speaking, he raised his hand, and hundreds of flames rushed out along with the blood flame sword, like a small fire meteor shower, falling on the heads of the Zhong family members, causing a scream of terror.
Dongfang Bo turned around with splitting eyes, only to see several disciples behind him, entangled in the red hellfire, beating and rolling themselves in horror, and were burned to ashes in an instant, at an alarming speed.
People from the Yun and Qin tribes, following Qin Jue and Yun Nan, were all looking in front of them in silence at this moment. Although they didn't understand why Your Excellency Jun Lin got angry and revolted as soon as he came back, they must have had a reason.
Yun Shen also led a group of Jiang family members, looking at that side with a smile, and there was a trace of inquiry and doubt deep in his eyes.
There are not only many Zhong family members in the camp, but besides the Zhong family, many small families who came out of the Kraken Relics before, as well as Jian, Hou, Xu, Wang, Saint Lady Gu and others, also did not leave.
Seeing this all of a sudden, I was really a little baffled.
They also knew it before, and Ni Tian forced Dongfang Bo to lead them to go out to find Teng Luo.
Didn't the Tengluo girl come back in good health this time? Why did the two fierce gods come to trouble the Zhong family?
All the onlookers didn't dare to express their anger, let alone raise their heads. They just stepped back silently and just watched.
Although Qiu Shuishi was angry that Jun Lin's action had once again severely defeated his nephew Qiu Shuimo, he did not dare to say anything. With his skills, he was only humiliated and did not help Qiu Shuimo much.
But at this moment, Qiu Shuishi obviously couldn't stand anymore. When he saw Jun Lin's fire rain covering the Zhong family disciples and incinerating several disciples on the spot, he couldn't help but jumped up in anger and cursed loudly, "You! Hurry up!
Stop! You are killing someone illegally! What do you want to do? Maple Leaf Snowflakes, don’t you want to continue participating in this talent competition?”
Jun Lin glanced at him coldly, and a few words made him completely speechless, "Is there such a rule?"
It is true that there is no such rule. Not only that, but the rules of the competition still strongly advocate killing each other. Otherwise, there would be no rule that if the pharmacist and alchemist in the group dies, they will lose their qualifications for the competition.
Qiu Shui opened his mouth and said angrily, "Your Excellency, you have committed murder so recklessly, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
Jun Lin cast a contemptuous look at him, "What if I kill these ants? Do you want to intervene in this matter, Qiushui Tribe?"
Those cold crimson eyes made Qiu Shui tremble and suddenly became silent.
Qiu Shuiyao was so frightened that he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and kept shouting, "Fourth uncle, don't meddle in other people's affairs! You want to kill all of us in the Qiu Shui tribe!"
Qiu Shui's eleventh burst of breath filled his chest, and he was extremely depressed.
Qiushui Yeyue felt even more embarrassed that she had been thrown into her grandma's house, so she kicked Qiu Shuiyao hard on the butt, "Get up! Don't embarrass our Qiushui tribe again!!"
The other disciples of the Qiushui Tribe also lowered their heads with red faces, unable to look directly at their timid young master.
A few verbal disputes only happened in a matter of minutes.
However, more than a dozen of the Zhong family disciples had been wiped out in ashes, while the remaining ones huddled together in horror, looking at Jun Lin floating in the air with a mix of shock and anger.
Seeing that Jun Lin was about to take action again, Dongfang Bo, who was originally protecting several important disciples in the clan, couldn't help but shouted, "Stop!!"
If this continues, several pharmacists and weapon refiners in the family will be killed. If they, the great Zhong family in the Netherworld and Ghost Realm, fail to even pass the preliminary round of the talent contest, then if they tell the truth, they will laugh at both the gods and demons.
Big teeth for everyone!
"Where is he?" Jun Lin asked in a sinister tone.
Dongfang Bo clenched his fists and whispered in an aggrieved voice, "The eldest lady is young and ignorant, can't you forgive her just once?"
Jun Lin sneered, "I've given her more than one chance, she should be satisfied."
As soon as he finished speaking, the red lotus-shaped flames burning at the tip of the sword floated out one after another, row after row, floating densely in mid-air, slowly rotating around his slender figure.
"Where is he?" Jun Lin said word by word, with a hint of coldness and clearness in his voice.
Dongfang Bo's pupils shrank, and he raised his eyes to look at the sky. The flames, one after another, exuded a scorching aura like lotuses from hell, and opened his mouth...