The Invincible Immortal Venerable of the City

Chapter 222 Not an opponent
"Full of clouds!"

Seeing the woman on the ground, the middle-aged man's face changed wildly and he shouted.

But his Man Yun could no longer answer his words.

"Self-inflicted sin."

Lin also dismissed it.

Zuo He's face was livid: "Kill him!"

Huang Longji stood on the spot, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were completely gloomy, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes, staring at Lin Yi in front of him like a beast.

"No matter what method you use to break my soul chain, but today, you must die!"

"You who have not entered the Vajra, how could you be my opponent!"

Huang Long roared angrily, he didn't want to believe what happened before his eyes.

It took him more than ten years of comprehension to realize it. The technique of condensing inner strength into a soul-locking chain can be broken so easily!

Huang Longji clenched his hands into fists, bent down suddenly, and punched the ground.

With Huang Longji's punch, the whole ground was filled with dust, his figure was mixed in the dust like lightning, and the meridians all over his body burst out with crackling sounds.

Huang Longji's figure swept away, eyes wide open, powerful tornadoes completely enveloped Huang Longji's body, and all the tables, chairs and furniture in the hall collapsed.

He wanted to bomb Lin Yi's head with one punch!

Huang Long's extreme eyes showed a cold light.

"Even if you have all kinds of means, in the face of absolute power, it's just a joke!"

Huang Long roared like a dragon.

In the air, from a distance, it looks like a strong sandstorm.

"Besides the kamikaze, everything is fairy land, between yin and yang, hold your fingers and form a front!"

Lin Yi carried it on his back with one hand, with an indifferent expression, looking at Huang Longji who was galloping towards him without hesitation, and silently recited the formula.

Inside his body, true energy boiled, and at a position ten meters away from Lin Yi, the wind blew up.

Different from Huang Longji's wind, Lin Yi's wind looks softer and more delicate.

However, the gusts of wind wrapped around Lin Yi's fingertips, and finally slowly turned into a three-foot sword.

The sword looks transparent, and its edge is like a star.

Lin Yi raised his head slowly, and said softly, "I have a sword that can kill you."

"Go to hell!"

Huang Long roared, and he had already arrived in front of Lin Yi, his skin all over his body showed a greenish-brown color, like a copper building.

fist even.

Lin Yi lightly clenched the handle between his fingertips between three feet, and stood still. When Huang Longji came to him, he slowly raised his hand.

The edge of the white three-foot sword struck Huang Longji's fist.

Time, there is a momentary pause.

next second.

The air burst.

Three beams and columns collapsed in the hall on the first floor of the villa.

The three-foot sword slowly sliced ​​through Huang Longji's fist like a broken one.

Cut in two.

Huang Longji rolled and fell to the ground without making a sound.

The smoke and dust cleared, Zuo He and the middle-aged man coughed, when they raised their heads, they saw Lin Yi alone among the ruins.

"Huang... Where is Mr. Huang?"

Zuo He didn't see Huang Longji at first glance, so he asked subconsciously.

"There, there!"

The middle-aged man's tone was trembling, and he looked at Huang Longji who had lost his vitality in the corner, trembling all over his body, his voice trembling.

Without Huang Longji as their biggest support, they are now like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"You guys, are you convinced?"

Lin Yi looked cold, slightly pale, with black hair blowing up in the wind, like a god or demon, staring at the two not far away with cold eyes.

Seeing this, Zuo He's old face kept changing, and finally he knelt down on the ground with a plop: "It's my Zuo family who can't see Mount Tai, please hold your hand high and spare our lives!"

"In the future, if there is anything that needs to be used by our Zuo family, please tell me!"

Zuo He no longer has the arrogance of being the head of the Zuo family, and now he is like a prodigal dog.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The middle-aged man next to him also knelt on the ground all of a sudden, his face was pale, and he kept kowtowing towards Lin Yi.

"I need you to do two things for me."

Lin Yi's eyes were indifferent: "If you do well, I will consider giving you your life. If you can't do well, you can die."

"Please...please say!"

Hearing that there was a chance of survival, Zuo He and the middle-aged man had a little more hope on their faces, and looked at Lin Yi eagerly.

"The first thing is to find me medicinal herbs that are more than a hundred years old. The more the better, I will give you three days to find at least ten plants. Can it be done?" Lin Yi glanced.

Zuo He nodded hurriedly: "Our Zuo family and Qian Jiale will always have business dealings. He should have medicinal materials that are more than a hundred years old, that's fine!"

"Second thing, find me someone."

With a calm tone, Lin Yi looked at Zuo He.

"Yes... who is it?"

Zuo He swallowed, feeling quite frightened by Lin Yi's eyes.

"Did you know that the magical medicine and blood jade stolen from ancient tombs were auctioned at Qian Jiale's auction before?"

Lin also asked lightly.

Zuo He pondered for a moment, then asked with some trepidation: "Is it something that was photographed a few days ago?"

"Ah."

"I can ask Qian Zhide personally, are you looking for the person who bought those items?"

Zuo He still didn't know that the magic medicine had been intercepted by Lin Yi from Yiwang Guren.

"What I'm looking for is the person who brought the lot and found the ancient tomb. If you can do these two things well, I will spare your life. If you can't, I will come again to take your life."

Lin Yi looked indifferently, looking at Zuo He over there: "In a week, if there is no result I want, you will all die."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Zuo He and the middle-aged man knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Lin Yi walked to the corner, put the fainted Liu Luran on his shoulders, put one hand on his hips, yawned, and walked out of Zuo's house.

Lin also left.

Looking at the scene in the entire hall, Zuo He lost his standing and fell to the ground.

"Dad! Do you really want to do what he said? Man Yun and Siwen, you can't die in vain!"

The middle-aged man looked sad and his voice was choked up.

"What are you panicking about!"

Zuo He scolded him, took a deep breath, looked at the empty gate of the villa, and said slowly: "Even Huang Longji is no match for him, what can we do now?"

"Follow what he said first, and wait until Huang Longji's master, Mo Yang, leaves the customs. On that day, it will not be too late to take revenge!"

Zuo He gritted his teeth, his face was gloomy: "Our Zuo family can't be wiped out by a kid!"

"Zuo Shan, you can go to Qian Jiale later to collect the hundred-year-old medicinal materials he wants. I'll go to Qian Zhide and ask for information on the sender!"

Zuo He resisted the discomfort in his body. The severed limbs and remains everywhere in front of his eyes challenged people's physical limits.

"it is good!"

Zuo Shan gritted his teeth, helped Zuo He up, finally glanced at Zuo Siwen's coffin, and muttered to himself: "Son, your father is useless, so I can only wrong you first, wait until Mo Yang is out of the customs, and then go to bed." I will avenge you!"

(End of this chapter)