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"Wait a moment. Head, one shouldn't use a blade to kill a chicken. This sort of arrogant person, this little one will take care of him." Just as Boss Mao shouted, he pulled out one of his men's blade and slashed at Ling Yun. A voice rang out, stopping him.

"Sure." Boss Mao saw him clearly, nodded and kept his blade. Even though this person was only at the late stage of the Soft Sword, he had once killed an expert at the early stage of the heavy sword. He also wanted to find out what was going on with Ling Yun and test him on his behalf.

"Brat, go and die!" When the man received the order, he became excited, then took out a weapon and thrusted towards Ling Yun. It was actually an inverted spear.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" Ling Yun snorted, he calmly took out his battle blade from the Spiritual Bead space and slashed down. He himself had even lost to many true Earth Realm experts, so why would he be afraid of a mere late period of Profound Level warrior like him?

"Ding!"

"You!" In just one exchange, that late period of Profound Level guy's weapon had been sliced apart by the blade. Ling Yun stuck his body close to the sword and absorbed all of his inner strength.

Whoosh. The man fell to the ground in an uproar. Mao Er even subconsciously took two steps back. This was an expert who had half a foot in the heavy sword realm, how could he not take one of Ling Yun's attacks?

Even the Boss Mao who had the highest cultivation level felt that the matter was very troublesome and hated this bunch of trash. Kill a half-step heavy sword expert in one move? Even if it was him, he wouldn't be able to do it. This group of trash would definitely cause trouble.

However, this enmity had already been formed. Furthermore, it was not something that could be resolved. Even if it was a thorny problem, he still had to kill the other party. Otherwise, he would be the one dying. It was a good thing that this was his home ground. Could it be that a few hundred people wouldn't be enough to deal with one person? The pile could kill him.

"Assemble the formation!" And at this time, a voice sounded. It was actually Mao Laosan, who had come here at an unknown time, speaking.

"Yes, Third Master." Mao Laosan opened his mouth, and seven late period of Profound Level experts stepped out at the same time, forming a Seven Stars of the Big Dipper like formation and surrounded Ling Yun.

"Kill!" Mao Laosan gave the order, and the seven of them started to attack from seven different directions, and in that moment, Ling Yun felt that he was being stretched out.

The seven late period of Profound Level warriors would need to split up, and Ling Yun could not use more than a few moves to take care of them one by one. Even if the seven of them added up together, it would only require a little more effort. But when the power of seven people forming a formation was unleashed, Ling Yun felt that it was even more troublesome than the Boss Mao. Could this be the superimposed power of formations?

"Hmph, what is your name? I will not leave any nameless ghost behind!" Seeing that a few people had come over to help, and made Ling Yun's hands and feet fluster, Boss Mao's heart was set, and had lost most of his cowardice, as he shouted loudly.

"Hmph, are you serious? Someone like you isn't worthy of knowing my name! If you want to know who I am, you should beat me first! " Even though Ling Yun was being beaten into a state of chaos by the seven of them, and was forced to retreat step by step, his expression did not contain the slightest bit of fear, and his words were still sonorous and forceful.

"Bastard, you're courting death!" Boss Mao was furious as if he was being stepped on, he pulled out his blade and slashed at Ling Yun. Ling Yun actually dared to humiliate him like this, this time he was determined to kill Ling Yun.

"Big brother, you can't." Mao Laosan spoke, but did not stop him.

"Ding." Ling Yun welcomed it with his blade, the two clashed, and sparks flew. The two of them exchanged blows, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty moves had passed.

Although Ling Yun had also fought with an Earth Level master before, it was, after all, more sneak attacks than direct attacks. At the same time, Ling Yun was also quickly absorbing the battle experience.

"Ha! Die!" The seven late period of Profound Level warriors bellowed, and the seven different types of weapons shot towards Ling Yun from seven different angles.

"Die!" The Boss Mao saw the opportunity and slashed down.

"Damn," Ling Yun's heart jumped, as an extremely dangerous feeling appeared in his mind. Ling Yun even felt that if it was an expert of late period of Earth Level, they would definitely die under his words.

One blade, seven different types of weapons, all landed in the place where Ling Yun was standing, not missing a single one.

Boss Mao and the seven people secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Ling Yun would definitely die this time, because they were confident that even if a late stage Heavy Sword stood right in the center of their attack, they would still be instantly torn to shreds.

However, in the next moment, their expressions suddenly changed. The feeling of having no weapon pierce through flesh meant that all eight weapons, without exception, missed!

"Afterimage?" "Not good!" A thought flashed through Boss Mao's mind. However, after a few bangs, the seven late period of Profound Level warriors were all sent flying, but only their breaths remained as they fell to the ground.

When Ling Yun had knocked them flying, the entire bodies of the seven of them were unceremoniously accepted by Ling Yun.

After doing all of this, Ling Yun secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Although he looked very relaxed just now, only he himself knew how difficult it was to achieve such a feat. If he was careless and ignored the shield, he would have been hit. Even if he had survived, he would have been seriously injured.

Ling Yun could fight with experts of the late period of Earth Level, but that did not mean his physical body could contend against blades and swords; even if it was Heaven Level Master, it was impossible for one's physical body to fight against blades and swords, unless one's cultivation reached the Golden Core Stage realm.

"A good chance!" Seeing that Ling Yun did not continue attacking, the Boss Mao was overjoyed. Boss Mao, who thought that Ling Yun had exhausted too much of his internal energy, slashed horizontally towards Ling Yun.

"You're courting death!" Ling Yun was furious, he immediately sidestepped and dodged.

"Ding!" Ling Yun turned his hand and with one swing of his blade, sent Boss Mao flying, and with one kick, smashed Boss Mao's chest.

"Divine Power of the North!" Ling Yun went forward and smashed Boss Mao half with his palm, then shouted out secretly. Using his cultivation technique, the Boss Mao's Qi flowed unceasingly into Ling Yun's body.

"This is bad!" Boss Mao was shocked. He wanted to let go, but he was unable to do anything as he was seriously injured and was unable to struggle free.

"Big brother!"

"Boss!"

"Tribe leader!" Just when Ling Yun took a step forward and tried to absorb all of the Boss Mao's Spirit Qi, the bandits did not give him the chance to do so. They shouted and rushed forward, and slashed at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun had no choice but to let go of the unconscious Boss Mao and retreat. He did not want to be hacked to death.

"Mao Er!" Retreating a little, Ling Yun's eyes lit up, he actually saw Mao Er. Dodging the crowd's attacks, Ling Yun rushed towards Mao Er. Mao Er was injured, but he could not even use seventy percent of his power. This was precisely what Ling Yun considered to be highly sought after. Who else would he look for if not Mao'er?

"Brother Er, be careful!" Mao Laosan who had been standing to the side and watching the fight from the side, reminded Ling Yun when he saw that he could not care less about whether others attacked Mao'er or not.

"Kid, go and die. Return my big brother's life!" But Mao'er seemed to have turned a deaf ear to Mao Laosan's warning, and rushed over without a care for his brother, who was thought to be dead. It was only until she saw Ling Yun's figure that she realized that he was a fiend!

Unfortunately, it was already too late. With his inner force being absorbed by Ling Yun, all that was left of him were corpses that were still warm.

"Assemble the formation!" Seeing Mao Er's death and the people near Ling Yun constantly falling, Mao Laosan could no longer hold it in and shouted loudly.

"Yes sir!" Eighteen people stepped forward and stacked up the arhat formation.

"Eighteen Arhat Formation!" Ling Yun recognized this familiar array with a single glance.

"Brat, I don't care who you are, but you will definitely die today!" Mao Laosan bellowed, releasing a burst of powerful Qi, he was actually a cultivator with late period of Earth Level.

"Uncle Zuo, come out!" But it was not the end, as Mao Laosan's words fell, a middle-aged man dressed in grey stepped out from the crowd, causing Ling Yun's eyelids to jump.