Chapter 119： begging for mercy

Chapter 119: Broken Arm for mercy

For a while, the blood rain was mixed with pieces of broken corpses, and scattered from the low air.

In an instant, a ball of spiritual energy appeared on the surface of the bodies of the four girls, Mu Mengji and Zhong Wu Shiyao, preventing blood from spilling on their bodies.

Until now, the four women know that Tan Yun's strength is so powerful that he is so powerful!

Under the pressure of Tan Yun's breath, there were more than 300 unconscious 3rd-level cultivators in the fetal soul realm, some of them fell in a pool of blood, and some fell to the ground.

"Dangdangdang..."

The more than 600 flying swords in the low sky just fell to the ground. Under the control of Tan Yun's spiritual sense, the flying swords flew off the ground and slashed towards the necks of the more than 300 disciples who were in a coma!

"Push, puff..."

In an instant, more than 300 heads were chopped off, and the necks of the headless corpses spewed out thick blood.

"Crash..."

At this moment, more than a thousand broken corpses and the blood of more than 300 headless corpses converged into a blood stream, which slowly flowed down the huge stone steps on the edge of the open space.

The air was filled with the **** smell of death.

"Hmm..." Rong Rong watched the blood run by her feet, and then looked at the horrific broken corpses and broken bones on the ground around her. She had never seen a scene where so many people died, and she suddenly vomited.

Xue Ziyan also had a pale face, covering her lips and retching.

Although Zhong Wu Shiyao and Mu Mengjia seemed to be calm, they were already pale, and some couldn't bear to watch them again.

The scene of more than 1,900 people being slaughtered in blood in a few breaths, violently impacted the nerves of everyone present.

Among the more than 800 people on the side of the open space, almost all the female disciples turned their heads and vomited.

Most of the male disciples, with trembling legs, looked at Tan Yun, who was covered in blood. The sympathy, ridicule, ridicule, and contempt for Tan Yun in their eyes were now gone, replaced by an unconcealed horror.

Everyone's breathing was fast and heavy, and they felt chills down their spines, but surprisingly, no one opened their mouths to make irresponsible remarks!

He didn't dare to say that Tan Yun was wrong, for fear that Tan Yun would take action against him.

"escape!"

When Linghu Changkong saw Tan Yun, he easily killed 1030 of his subordinates. He shivered, and after recovering, he turned his head and flew into the sky with his sword!

"It's terrifying!" Murong Kun looked at Tan Yun in horror, and when he was about to run away, Tan Yun's eyes suddenly became deep, and his pupils were particularly dazzling under the increasingly dark night.

"Buzz!"

Murong Kun's mind shook for a while, then he lost consciousness and stood there dumbfounded.

Even though Murong Kun possessed the spirit of the wind and the spirit of the thunder, his soul was as powerful as the fifth level of the spirit of the embryo. But Tan Yun's soul is comparable to the sixth realm.

Therefore, without any effort, he was controlled by the Hongmeng Divine Eye!

"Linghu Changkong, I said that the Falling God Canyon is your burial place, so don't break your promise!"

Tan Yun's voice full of killing intent resounded for hundreds of miles around.

The next moment, he performed the Hongmeng Divine Step, and his figure disappeared in a flash. When he passed by Murong Kun, he was enough to kick a low-grade spiritual tool and kicked towards Murong Kun's left!

"Crack, click!"

Blood splattered, Murong Kun's legs side by side burst immediately, and the two cracked calves flew far, far away.

"boom!"

Murong Kun, who had lost his legs, fell into the distance like a cannonball under the huge impact. So far, Murong Kun has no response.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Just as Tan Yun broke Murong Kun's legs just now, his figure flickered toward the void, and every time his body flickered, he crossed a distance of a hundred meters in the eyes of everyone who was extremely shocked!

Tan Yunzhi is so fast that it is close to the full movement speed of a sixth-level cultivator in the fetal soul realm!

When Tan Yun leaped to a height of a thousand feet, Linghu Zhangkong had already steered his sword toward the east, flying a thousand feet away.

He looked down at Murong Kun who had lost his legs below, his eyes terrified. Unexpectedly, Murong Kun, who was in the same realm as himself, would have no power to fight back against Tan Yun.

Frightened and angry, Linghu Changkong cursed without looking back: "Tan Yun, you despicable fellow, if I didn't guess wrong, you are not at the first level of the fetal soul!"

When Tan Yun didn't kill Ye Tian, ​​Linghu Changkong learned from Ye Tian's mouth that Tan Yun practiced some kind of charming and wise pupil technique.

Therefore, he released Tan Yun, who was shrouded in spiritual consciousness, and kept getting closer to himself behind him, flashing Tan Yun!

Tan Yun turned a deaf ear, he remembered that Linghu Changkong first sent Ye Tian to kill him, and then sent hundreds of people into the snowy area to hunt him down. Now he just wants to kill Linghu Changkong!

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Tan Yun sprayed faint golden spiritual power all over his body, increasing his speed to the extreme. After his figure flashed dozens of times in the sky, he suddenly appeared behind Linghu Changkong, raised his right arm towards the back of his neck, and threw it out!

The right arm that was coiled with spiritual power, pumped the space within a radius of ten feet and shuddered!

"Ah! How can you be so fast!" Linghu Zhangkong screamed in horror, Yu Jian shifted sideways, and at the same time he turned around, he held the sword in his right hand and slashed at the right arm swung towards Tan Yun with all his strength!

"Break me!"

Tan Yun looked solemn, the moment his right arm collided with the blade, Linghu Zhangkong saw an unbelievable scene, and screamed in a hoarse voice: "Impossible, I am a low-grade spiritual weapon flying sword!"

But it was Feijian who faced Tan Yun's right arm, which was weak and pitiful, and burst open like a ceramic.

When the pieces of blades were shooting in all directions, Tan Yun's right arm turned towards Linghu Zhangkong, who couldn't dodge in time, and pulled his neck away!

"Tan Yun, please don't kill me! As long as you don't kill me, I can promise you anything!"

While Linghu Changkong begged for mercy, Tan Yun's right arm suddenly stopped, but it was the Hongmeng Divine Step that could be used non-stop on land. At this moment, in the void, it had reached its peak, and Tan Yun's body suddenly fell downward!

When he fell, Tan Yun opened his right fist and five fingers, grabbed Linghu Changkong's right wrist violently, violently pulled Linghu Changkong, and plunged down a thousand feet into the void!

Tan Yun thought that Linghu Changkong had repeatedly sent people to kill him. He resisted the urge to crush Linghu Changkong and would never let him die happily!

"Don't...don't!" Linghu Zhangkong was swirling around with spiritual energy, trying to break free from Tan Yun's control, but his wrist was like molten steel cast in Tan Yun's hands, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free!

"Push!"

Under the instinct of survival, Linghu Changkong raised the palm of his sword high with his left hand, with a cloud of blood mist, "Kacha!" He chopped off the right arm that was being pulled by Tan Yun!

Immediately, Linghu Changkong covered his broken arm with his left hand, and shot down at high speed in a panic, "Tan Yun, please don't kill me, I will never be your enemy again!"

"Linghu Zhangkong, from the moment you sent Ye Tian to chase me for the first time, you are doomed! Don't make useless struggles!" The meteorite dived down at a speed three times faster than Linghu Zhangkong!