I am Master Maoshan

"Run!" Some onlookers saw the ripples passing through the stone pillars without any intention of stopping. They immediately shouted, turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

Others also ran away as if they were just waking up from a dream, fearing that they would turn into powder like those stone pillars if they ran too slowly.

"You are so awesome that I want you to tear down my wall."

"You are so damn good at asking you to demolish my house."

"You are so damn good at asking you to tear down my floorboards"

After everyone ran out for a while, they found that the terrifying ripples had not caught up with them. They were relieved, but they heard a series of yells and curses.

"This is?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, but one of the younger ones was brave enough. He gritted his teeth and ran back, wanting to go back to Yuan Mansion to see what happened.

This time, the others became more courageous and started running together.

When they returned to Yuan's Mansion, they found that more than half of Yuan's Mansion had collapsed, and the people from the Yitonghui were hiding in the corner and shivering. Even Dr. Xiao, who was an immortal doctor, had a hint of panic in his eyes.

In the middle of the yard, the two people's postures were very unsightly. One was lying on the ground, the other was riding on the other's body, and their fists were shaking.

Taking a closer look, the person lying unconscious on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face was none other than Hall Master Cui.

And the one with a ferocious expression, beating and scolding at the same time, was not the acting head of the Yuan family.

"This is too cruel." Everyone felt a little numb when they saw Liu Jun's cruel look.

"If this continues, Hall Master Cui may be beaten to death."

"Then what should I do? Do you still dare to go up and persuade me?" The person next to him rolled his eyes.

At this moment, a black shadow was killing Liu Jun like a ghost, and the emerald green dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake that chooses people to bite.

Liu Jun clearly felt the space around him fluctuate, and a sense of danger surged into his heart.

Faced with this sudden danger, Liu Jun reacted very quickly and dodged away.

Naturally, the visitor would not give up, and the rapid sound of breaking through the air sounded again, chasing after Liu Jun.

Liu Jun was caught off guard and responded in a hurry. Although he blocked the blow, there was still a cut on his face. Although the mouth was not big or deep, a few drops of bright red blood still flowed out.

"What a great concealment method, what a speed." Liu Jun casually wiped the blood on his face.

The visitor was completely wrapped in black tights, with only a pair of sharp eyes exposed. In these eyes, one could see obvious surprise.

"It's the leader of the secret hall of the Unification Society, Itsuki Murakami." The people watching the excitement were always well-informed, and they immediately called out the identity of the man in black.

"What day is it today? The master of the Yitonghui Martial Arts Hall, the master of the dark hall, Murakami Tree, is here."

"It's not going to be easy to deal with now. Murakami is the best at assassination, even more difficult to deal with than Master Cui of the martial arts hall."

"It's difficult to deal with the acting head of the Yuan family, but you won't necessarily lose. You didn't notice that when you were defenseless, you dodged the fatal blow."

"It's true, and you see, there are several masters over there, but they haven't taken any action, and they don't even have any panic expressions on their faces."

Jian Shengxie knew that Liu Jun had a big boss who could crush the Half-Step God King, while Xiao Hei knew that Liu Jun rarely fought an uncertain battle.

"Continue" Liu Jun looked calm and stared at the other party.

The leader of the dark hall, Murakami Shu, focused his gaze and attacked Liu Jun again. The dazzling attack was extremely fast. The key was that every blow was aimed at the vital point. As long as any blow was not blocked, he would be seriously injured.

For a moment, Liu Jun was actually suppressed and kept retreating.

In the eyes of onlookers, Liu Jun is very passive, but only the parties involved know who is passive.

The more Murakami fought, the more frightened he became. At first, the man barely managed to catch his attacks, but after a short while, he was able to deal with them calmly. This improvement was really amazing.

At the beginning, Murakami's ghostly movement skills and cunning and strange attacks did put Liu Jun at a disadvantage, but Liu Jun's main character is a person with strong ability to withstand pressure, rough skin and thick flesh. It only takes a short while. Then I discovered Murakami's weakness, which was that he couldn't resist being beaten because of his poor defense.

"It's my turn." A sneer appeared on Liu Jun's face, and the Dark Sword was unsheathed.

As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong. Murakami's dagger is not ordinary, but it is a bit short after all. When Liu Jun swung the sword, he could only avoid the sharp edge temporarily and did not dare to take it hard.

Liu Jun was right. Murakami had very few defensive means. As long as he was struck by a sword, he would be dead or crippled.

Just when Murakami was concentrating on responding to Liu Jun's attack, he suddenly felt something binding his legs. Although he broke free quickly, it still took a little time.

In a duel between masters, one second is enough to determine life and death. As soon as Murakami broke free from the restraints, he saw the Underworld Sword slashing towards him with a whistling sound.

Feeling the edge of the sword, Murakami felt nervous and quickly blocked it with a dagger.

However, this hasty response could not block Liu Jun's full blow.

The Underworld Sword only stopped for a moment, and then continued to cut. A scream was heard, and Murakami's left arm was cut off by Liu Jun.

"You lose" Liu Jun pointed his sword at Murakami.

Murakami covered the wound on his left arm with his right hand, his face ashen.

"Don't you dare kill me," Murakami suddenly said.

"Are you motivating me to kill you?" Liu Jun narrowed his eyes.

"Let's do it." Murakami closed his eyes and looked like he was waiting to die.

At this time, an old and ferocious face appeared in the white sky, his eyes filled with murderous intent, staring at Liu Jun coldly.

"President!" Sensing the change in energy around him, Murakami suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the huge face in the sky with a guilty look on his face.

"Kill him, and you won't be able to leave Liberty City." The giant face spoke, and his voice was extremely cold.

Liu Jun smiled slightly, slashed with his sword, and saw a round head rolling to the ground.

Everyone watching was numb. Brother, have you seen that giant face clearly? That is the president of the Unification Council, Shinichi Murata.

The last time Murata Shinichi was provoked like this was thousands of years ago, but that person's entire clan was gone, and all of them were tortured to death.

"Aren't you convinced? Come down and fight!" Liu Jun raised his head and roared.

In an instant, thunder filled the sky, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. Except for the place occupied by Murata Shinichi's face, everything else was covered by dark clouds and thunder.

The entire Liberty City seemed to be in darkness, with only the shining thunder light bringing short-term light.

Looking at the dense thunderclouds in the sky, the onlookers were all panicking. The aftermath of the previous explosion could still escape, so where was this meow going?

Such a big movement naturally alarmed the powerful people from all the major forces, but no one came forward and they were all waiting to see what happened.

But some people can't sit still. Once such a large-scale lightning disaster falls in Liberty City, it is very likely that Liberty City will be razed to the ground.

The headquarters of the mercenary union is in Liberty City, so it will naturally not ignore it, but this level of conflict is not something that ordinary people dare to participate in.

"Hey, young man, you are so angry." An old voice came. The voice was peaceful and long, like the most beautiful natural sound in nature, making people feel peaceful and harmonious.

Liu Jun could feel that his irritable mood had calmed down a lot, and he frowned slightly. This was the real boss behind the scenes.

Turning around, he saw an old man with silver hair walking over. Time had left traces on his eyebrows, but his deep eyes still shone with passion and wisdom, as if time could not erase his charm.

The old man has a kind face and a kind smile, just like a neighbor's grandpa, making people feel at ease just by looking at him.

The big face in the sky disappeared into the sky the moment the old man appeared, and the vacant position was instantly occupied by thunderclouds.

"Young man, give me some face and let them go." The old man pointed to the frightened people of the Unification Association who were hiding in the corner. And Jiro Murata had also woken up. He just saw the death of Murakami, even if it was himself. I was sweating from the pain, but I didn't dare to say a word, for fear of attracting attention.

He finally discovered that the things he was proud of were nothing in front of this ruthless man. He would hit and kill at will without any scruples.

"Your face? Can your face restore my yard to its original state? If you want them to leave, you can pay for it." Liu Jun rolled his eyes at the old man angrily.

At this time, the butler who was not far away was so frightened that his liver trembled. He tried his best to wink at Liu Jun, but Liu Jun couldn't see him.

Others may not know who this old man is, but he knows because he was lucky enough to meet him once. This is Xuanyuan Qidao, the honorary elder of the mercenary union. He is also the previous president of the mercenary union and the master of the current president. , what he loves most in his life is to teach and educate people, so he has disciples all over the God Realm. When almost everyone sees this old man, they have to respectfully call him Xuanyuan Saint Master.

Xuanyuan Qidao was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect to get such an answer. Looking at Liu Jun's serious face, he couldn't help but laugh: "Wonderful, you are really kind. Then tell me, how much compensation is appropriate?"

"Every brick and tile is worth fifty divine coins, a pillar is worth five thousand divine coins, and each flower and plant is ten thousand. Our mental loss costs twenty million divine coins. Let him get a total of fifty million divine coins. This Let's just forget about it." Liu Jun immediately said loudly.

Are you kidding, Liu Jun is so easy to take advantage of? If you demolish his place, the other party will be ruined. He writes Liu characters upside down.

The big housekeeper's legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground. If it weren't for the quick hands of the little black eye next to him, the big housekeeper would have knelt down.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Hei looked confused.

The butler's lips were trembling, but he couldn't say a word. What he felt now was that Liu Junjia and the entire Yuan family were bouncing on a rope, and the rope could break at any time.

You must know that Xuanyuan Qidao is definitely one of the top bosses in the God Realm. To destroy a Yuan family, you don't even have to do it yourself. You only need to say a word. Within an hour, not even a complete tile of the Yuan family will be left.

Liu Jun, a daring guy, actually went to blackmail such a big boss. Isn't this a typical old man who hangs himself and seeks death?

However, Liu Jun himself did not feel this way. He felt that if he broke something, he would have to pay for it, and it would be fine no matter where he left it.

The spectators who were watching also spread the word and learned about the identity of the old man. They were shocked and even more shocked that Liu Jun opened his mouth like a lion.

On this day, they felt that their three views and cognitions were being constantly pressed to the ground and rubbed. After the rubbing was done, they would be kicked away and then picked up again and rubbed.