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A single punch had killed Wang Tong!

This scene was as unreal as a sci-fi movie. Everyone widened their eyes in disbelief.

That was Wang Tong Zhang. Although he was the weakest member of the team, he was still at the fifth level of the Genuine Force. Wouldn't it be easy for him to deal with someone at the second level of the Genuine Force?

But what did they see? Not only was Wang Tong's punch shattered, even his head had exploded?

Did I see wrongly?

Everyone rubbed their eyes in disbelief. Their faces were filled with amazement. When they opened their eyes again and saw the same thing, they couldn't help but believe this truth.

A roar of rage followed.

"Brat, you are courting death. How dare you kill a disciple of my Pure Yang Valley?" Zhang Shiquan angrily shouted. His face was extremely ugly and he felt extremely humiliated. A Pure Yang Valley disciple had actually been killed by a brat they didn't even see as a disciple. This was simply an extraordinary shame and humiliation.

"Hehe, you all want to kill me. Now that you all have been killed by me, you all want to die?" Heh heh, you all want to kill me? Yun Su mocked, "Then should I just obediently stand there and wait for you to kill me?"

"You are nothing more than an ant. It is an honor for us to kill you. You actually dare to resist. I will capture you, torture you to death, and make you beg for death." Zhang Shiquan said ferociously, "A disciple of an ant sect actually dares to compare himself with a disciple of my Pure Yang Valley. He is simply courting death."

Zhang Shiquan's words caused Yun Su's expression to darken. "Then let's give it a try. I want to see what first-rate sects can be so arrogant about."

"Flight, Qingchuan, you guys go up and teach him a good lesson." Zhang Shiquan said with a dark expression, "I want to make him regret saying those words."

"Yes, senior brother." Two Pure Yang Valley disciples walked out and solemnly nodded their heads. Their gazes towards Yun Su were faintly filled with disdain.

One man at the fifth level of the Genuine Force and one man at the sixth level of the Genuine Force.

"Kill!" Both of them shouted loudly and rushed forward.

Lu Feiyang rushed at Yun Su from the left, and Cheng Qingchuan rushed at Yun Su from the right. The two charged at him from a pincer position.

The two spirit swords continuously flashed. The raging flames of the raging waves continuously surged forward, causing the surrounding temperature to rise in a straight line as it became extremely hot.

"Alright! Come on Brother Lu, kill this kid!"

"Junior Brother Cheng, kill him. Let him know the power of our Pure Yang Valley."

"A little brat dares to provoke my Pure Yang Valley. I'll let you know just how powerful I am."

"Get rid of him! The two junior brothers' strengths have improved a lot! The flame control level has increased greatly! Not bad! Hahaha …"

There was a smile on their faces, some of them were filled with disdain towards Yun Su, some were mocking him, and some were satisfied with Lu and Cheng's strength, but in the next moment, they felt as if their throats were stuck, the words stuck in their throats, they could not even hold it in, they were completely dumbfounded.

Yun Su laughed coldly and took a step forward. With his right hand on his waist and a disdainful sneer on his face, he suddenly waved his hand.

Zheng …

The sword light was cold like the rising of a cold moon.

A white light instantly flashed past everyone's eyes, causing them to be startled and subconsciously take a step back.

What was that just now? Their speed was too fast, making it impossible for them to see them clearly. They only felt a white light flash past, accompanied by a thick sword qi and a cold chill.

As he looked again, he saw Yun Su, holding onto a soft sword, smiling as he stared at everyone. As for Lu Feiyang, who was charging over, Cheng Qingchuan was frozen in place, as if he was frozen in place.

"Senior brother Lu, Senior brother Cheng, you …" Someone carefully shouted out. Then, his eyes widened and shock filled his face.

The two of them fell to the ground uncontrollably, making a dull thud. Fresh blood quickly flowed out and dyed the ground red.

Dead? The two of them died just like that?

Everyone was caught off guard. The words they had just said were still resounding in their ears, sounding like a slap to the face.

They had originally been discussing how the two of them would torture Yun Su, but unexpectedly, Yun Su killed the two of them with a single sword strike. It was so fast that they couldn't even react properly.

Sword Flash! How could the two of them withstand this?

Yun Su laughed coldly, he had not used this move for a long time, if he used it now, he would be like a fish in water.

"You …" Zhang Shiquan's expression changed as a sense of danger rose in his heart.

Yun Su slowly walked towards Zhang Shiquan and the others.

"Let's attack together." Zhang Shiquan was a little panicked and a little regretful. No matter how insidious a person was, he would never have such a high score of 651 points. There could only be one explanation for it, his power was terrifyingly strong.

These points were all earned with their two hands. In the end, their eyes were blinded by desire, and the lard in their hearts was muddled. They did not think of this, but had wholeheartedly wanted to get Yun Su's points.

Seeing Yun Su walk over, everyone became nervous. It was already impossible for them to reconcile and the only option left was to kill Yun Su.

Gritting their teeth, the remaining five people charged up and prepared to attack Yun Su together.

Five of them were at the 5th or 7th level of the Genuine Force and were besieging a disciple at the 2nd level of the Genuine Force. However, Zhang Shiquan could not laugh because he was under a lot of pressure. Facing Yun Su, the pressure was like a huge mountain pressing down on him, making him almost breathless.

"Kill!" Zhang Shiquan took the lead and rushed up, the rest of the people following closely behind.

Pure Yang Valley was a sect of pure fire that used fire attribute energy. The cultivation methods that every disciple cultivated all belonged to the fire attribute. Similarly, the spirit imprints on their spirit artifacts were also of the fire attribute.

The Fire Element was tyrannical, fierce, and fiery. In one fell swoop, the Pure Yang Valley became a first-rate sect in the Green Mountain Region. Although it was only ranked tenth, it was still extremely famous.

This time, there were more than a dozen Pure Yang Valley disciples that had entered the mystic realm. These eight people only had two-thirds of their strength, but it was also the majority of their strength.

A disciple jumped up with a spirit sword in his hands, jumped high into the air, and shouted. His sword slashed down straight at Yun Su.

A disciple came from the left and held a flaming blade that was as hot as lava. It was able to melt everything. He quickly rushed over and mercilessly hacked at Yun Su, wanting to kill him.

A disciple walked towards Yun Su from the right. He held an ancient halberd in his hand, the ten feet long halberd gave off an unparalleled aura, the long spear slashed towards Yun Su's neck, if it was sliced through, blood would flow easily.

Zhang Shiquan and the last person moved forward. One person went up to the third path, and the other went down to the third. They immediately sealed off all of Yun Su's escape routes.

Seeing the five of them charging towards him, Yun Su smiled faintly. Her lips curled up into a cold smile, but she did not mind at all. She stopped her steps and rushed forward. She did not retreat or dodge, but chose to face the attack head on.

The Flowing Wind Blade brandished one sword light after another. When Yun Su charged over, the sound of wind and thunder exploded out like thunder from the sky, and strong gales swept over.

The originally calm and clear sky suddenly rained down. The wind swept away the clouds, and the thunder roared, shocking everyone's hearts.

Swish!

An electric current swept out as cold lightning flashed. The Wind Chasing Flowing Cloud Sword slashed through a person in front of it, clashing with his weapon.

Clang …

The sound of a spirit weapon being broken sounded out. Yun Su Ye also dashed behind his opponent and dodged the attack this time. With only half of his flexible sword left, the sword tip fell onto the ground with a crisp sound.

"Dang …"

His spirit treasure grade was higher than Yun Su's, with a single strike, he broke the Flowing Wind Sword in two, but Yun Su held the broken half of the sword in her hand and mercilessly cut open his neck, cut open his arteries, and cut open his skin and flesh.

"What …" "Could it be?" After saying this, his body silently fell to the ground. Only the blood flowing out of his throat could be seen, proving that he was still alive a second ago.

"You … You... "Unexpectedly …" Zhang Shiquan looked at Yun Su in horror. This dead disciple had the same strength as him, being at the seventh level of the True Martial realm. How could Zhang Shiquan not be scared?

Yun Su calmly turned around and threw away the broken sword. A light flashed in his hand and the Flame Cloud Sword appeared in his hand.

"Brother, we offended you earlier. How about we end it now? After that, I will definitely treat it as an apology." Zhang Shiquan's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly said.

Now he could see that Yun Su's strength was definitely not as simple as it seemed. If he were to kill an expert of the 7th level of the Genuine Force with just a simple sword attack, even a few of them would not be enough to kill him.

The other three people trembled as they looked at Yun Su. That attack had stunned them, but at the same time, it was also fear.

Yun Su did not say anything. Her two fingers closed together as they shot out streaks of red light that rushed over like a waterfall. They shot through the air and shone with a desolate beauty.

He quickly followed, his speed so fast that it was inconceivable. Two people didn't even have the time to react before their bodies were penetrated by the Crimson Finger, dying with hatred.

The wind blew, thunder crashed, wind thundered!

The Wind and Thunder Sword Spell appeared once more and instantly rushed towards Zhang Shiquan. Under his astonished gaze, Zhang Shiquan quickly raised his sword to block this attack. The huge force knocked him away and he coughed out blood.

After sending Zhang Shiquan flying, Yun Su looked at the last person. A ray of destructive power came forth, seemingly capable of destroying everything. It struck his chest, shattered his ribs, shattered his heart veins, and then died with a scream.

In an instant, three died and one was injured!

Zhang Shiquan spat out blood, broke several ancient trees, and fell to the ground, spitting another mouthful of blood. He struggled to stand up, and was terrified.

Flee, we have to flee!

Otherwise, he would die!

Zhang Shiquan was frightened. He regretted so much that his intestines turned green. It was not worth it to throw his life away just for a little bit of points.

However, the moment he lifted his head, he saw Yun Su's cold smile. At the same time, the flaming sword also came slashing towards him!

Ah …

A blood-curdling screech resounded through the forest.

Soon, it came to an end!