A dozen warriors in uniform uniforms lined up to block Ye Junlin's path. They held uniform scimitars in their hands and looked at Ye Junlin with murderous looks on their faces.
The leader is a burly middle-aged warrior, with a beard on his face like steel needles, and an earthy brown mysterious energy lingering around him. The big man's name is "Ling Feng", and he is the symbol of this 'Northern Desert City'.
The younger brother of the city lord Ling Yang, he has a perfect cultivation level of the ninth level of Xuanmai. He currently serves as the guard captain of the 'Northern Desert City'.
Ye Junlin raised his head, glanced at the big man, and said coldly: "Go away."
"Yo?" Ling Feng said with a smile: "You're not old, and you have a bad temper. What's wrong? You killed someone and you still want to leave?"
After Ling Feng finished speaking, he placed the shining scimitar in his hand across his chest and cursed: "You little bastard, if you want to leave, first ask if you agree to the scimitar in Master Feng's hand?"
Ye Junlin ignored Ling Feng, but said: "Go away."
Obviously, he was already angry.
Ling Feng looked at the angry-faced young man in front of him and couldn't help but let out a laugh. He turned around and smiled at his subordinates: "Look at this kid, he's really good at getting angry."
As soon as Ling Feng finished speaking, the surrounding warriors burst into laughter.
"You're looking for death." After Ye Junlin finished speaking, the profound energy in his body burst out, and the 'bronze broad-edged sword' appeared in his hand: "I'm going to test the power of this sword with you."
"Oh, you even drew your sword. Come on, let me, Master Feng, show you how powerful you are." After Ling Feng finished speaking, he smiled even more happily.
Ye Junlin's eyebrows froze, and endless killing intent shot out from his eyes. The next moment, Ye Junlin's figure turned into a bolt of lightning, and appeared in front of Ling Feng in the blink of an eye.
The sharp bronze broad-bladed sword was swung out, and a sword light cut across Ling Feng's neck like a strong wind.
A thin bloody line appeared on his neck, and then expanded bit by bit.
Blood spurted out and heads fell to the ground.
Everything happened in a flash of lightning. The warriors onlookers were still immersed in the laughter just now, but something unexpected happened suddenly.
The warriors were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them. Some warriors kept wiping their eyes, thinking that they were hallucinating.
It took a long time for the warriors to regain their composure.
"Run!"
I don't know who shouted first, and all the warriors turned their heads and fled backwards like a herd of frightened deer. Their previous arrogance had long been lost to no one knows where.
"Huh!" Ye Junlin snorted coldly. The colorful profound energy in his hand suddenly turned as black as ink, and a bloody light appeared in his eyes.
"Now that you're here, why leave?" Ye Junlin said to himself.
The murderous aura in the sky surged out again. The 'bronze broad-edged sword' in Ye Junlin's hand suddenly trembled due to the murderous aura in the sky.
"Broken - wind -"
Ye Junlin spoke every word, and suddenly swung the sharp sword in his hand. The endless black profound energy turned into a sword light that filled the sky, killing all the warriors.
The warriors had used all their strength and tried their best to escape. But no matter how fast they ran, they could not compare with the sword light that filled the sky.
These sword radiances, like substantial wind blades, instantly pierced into the backs of the warriors.
Clothes were stained with blood, and corpses lay everywhere.
The dozen warriors who came with Ling Feng were all lying in a pool of blood.
On the second floor of the 'Chixiao Chamber of Commerce', the old man who sold Ye Junlin the 'bronze broad-edged sword' saw this scene and couldn't help but be extremely shocked: What on earth has a young man, at such a young age, experienced?
He was so vicious in his attacks.
"It's him again, actually killing people and coming to our door." While the old man was stunned, a voice as sweet as a silver bell said angrily.
The old man turned his head and saw two beautiful girls in purple clothes.
The old man hurriedly saluted and said: "I have met the eldest and second young ladies."
"Elder Li, there is no need to be polite." The older girl helped the old man up and returned the greeting.
The two girls were the same two girls who bumped into Ye Junlin at the city gate and killed him. The elder sister's name is "Jin Ling" and the younger sister's name is "Jin Yu". They are the president of the 'Chixiao Chamber of Commerce', 'Jin Baxian'
's daughter.
"Old slave, you deserve to die. You didn't notice the arrival of the two ladies, and asked the two ladies to atone for your sins." The old man blamed himself.
"Elder Li doesn't have to blame himself. No one would be distracted when encountering such a thing." Jin Ling paused and said, "We bumped into him killing someone at the city gate. Unexpectedly, it took only half a day.
An hour later, I saw him killing someone again. Did he think that no one in this huge 'Bei Mo City' could stop him?"
As Jin Ling spoke, she looked at the corpses on the ground downstairs and couldn't help feeling sullen.
The old man surnamed Li mistakenly thought that Jin Ling wanted to "meddle in other people's business" and hurriedly said: "Everything in this 'Bei Mo City' will be handled by people from the 'City Lord's Mansion'. Although the eldest lady's cultivation level is high, but
And try not to fight with these 'crazy gangsters'!"
Seeing the old man's nervous look, Jin Ling couldn't help but smile: "Elder Li, where did you think you were going? I'm just aggrieved. How can I take action against such 'crazy gangsters'?"
After Jin Ling finished speaking, she clapped her hands and a black shadow immediately appeared out of nowhere.
The old man surnamed Li was secretly frightened. There was someone lurking near him, but he didn't notice it at all. Then this person's cultivation should be at least a "high-level profound practitioner".
"Could it be the old immortal?" the old man surnamed Li thought to himself.
"Uncle Hei, please keep an eye on that boy." Jin Ling said to the black figure.
"Yes, Miss." After the black shadow finished speaking, it disappeared again with a "swish" sound.
...
...
While Jin Ling was talking to the old man surnamed Li, Ye Junlin was walking on the streets of Beimo City very comfortably. The blade of the 'bronze broad-edged sword' was still dripping with blood, but
Ye Junlin's expression was quite calm. It was as if Ling Feng and others had never appeared before.
Two months of prison life made him almost "isolated" from the world. When Ye Junlin saw the bustling market again, he couldn't help but feel as if he was separated from the world.
Ahead, an alluring fragrance wafted from a restaurant. Ye Junlin touched his stomach, and something in his heart seemed to surge up.
Although a warrior can hardly eat anything starting from the fifth level of Xuanmai and can maintain his life by relying solely on Xuan Qi. But when a warrior sees that 'delicious food', he still feels the urge to "eat" it.
Come.
Under the urging of this desire, Ye Junlin walked quickly towards the restaurant.
In front of the restaurant, a large group of people gathered around for some unknown reason, seemingly watching the excitement.
Ye Junlin was curious and took a look forward: among the crowd, he saw a richly dressed young man sitting on a chair, looking at something with interest.
In front of him, a poor young man in ragged clothes was held down by several big men, and he knelt in front of the young man.
"Brother, are you using your power to bully others?" Ye Junlin thought to himself.
Just when Ye Junlin was confused, the conversation between the two uncles next to him solved Ye Junlin's doubts.
Uncle A: "What on earth did this young man commit? To anger the 'Second Young Master of the Ling Family'?"
Uncle B: "I heard that the 'Second Young Master of the Ling Family' fell in love with this young man's wife, and then fought for her. The young man was so angry that he went to the 'Second Young Master of the Ling Family' to argue with him, and was severely beaten.
Had a meal."
After hearing this, Uncle A sighed deeply: "If you take it away, you will take it away. How can ordinary people like us fight against the 'Second Young Master of the Ling Family'?"
"Who says it's not the case?" Uncle B also sighed, seeming to sympathize with the young man.
...
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
The conversation between the two uncles was like a huge stone thrown into Ye Junlin's heart instantly. Certain scenes that Ye Junlin never wanted to mention again hit Ye Junlin's mind again.
Then the anger spreads out like ripples in circles...
Just when the luxurious 'Second Young Master of the Ling Family' was feeling proud, a murderous aura suddenly appeared in the crowd, and he was so frightened that he almost fell off his chair.
"Who?" the 'Second Young Master of the Ling Family' said angrily, "Who dares to scare me?"
"I."
The next moment, a young man holding a giant sword slowly walked out of the crowd.