Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 120: Killing decisively

When Linghu Changkong was less than ten feet away from the ground, Tan Yun had already appeared above him, and he struck out like lightning, holding Linghu Changkong's left ankle.

Tan Yun picked up Linghu Changkong, spun around above his head suddenly, and smashed hard to the ground!

"Tan Yun, please don't!"

"boom!"

Dust filled the air, and with the muffled sound of chiseling, Tan Yun smashed Linghu Changkong into a deep hole on the ground.

"puff!"

Linghu Changkong burst out a mouthful of bloody arrows, and crawled on the ground loosely, wriggling his body and groaning in pain.

If it wasn't for the spiritual protection on his body just now, otherwise, Tan Yun could almost throw him to death with just one blow.

"rustle……"

Tan Yun, covered in blood, leaned over and grabbed one of Linghu Changkong's legs, dragging Linghu Changkong limply all the way, walking towards Murong Kun who was thousands of feet away.

Linghu Changkong left a particularly eye-catching bloodstain on the ground...

More than 800 disciples under the Mustard Seed Space-Time Zun Pagoda saw Tan Yun approaching, with deep fear in their eyes, and hurriedly backed away to the sides, leaving a passage for Tan Yun.

Tan Yun dragged Linghu across the sky coldly and ruthlessly, and began to shuttle through the crowd at a leisurely pace.

"Hurry up and save me... I am the great-grandson of the chief elder of the inner sect's holy soul lineage. As long as you save me, my great-grandfather will definitely reward me..."

While Linghu Changkong was being dragged along, he gave a weak cry for help to all the disciples.

However, everyone looked at Tan Yun's back, and no one dared to say anything.

joke? In the hearts of everyone, Tan Yun exists like a god of killing. The bloody scene of killing more than 1,900 people just now still keeps reappearing in the depths of everyone's minds. Tan Yun's ruthlessness is vividly vivid. At this time, who would dare to save?

In this way, Tan Yun walked through the crowd unimpeded, left Linghu Changkong beside Murong Kun, and immediately came into contact with Murong Kun's control.

The moment Murong Kun regained his sanity, he felt a sharp pain in his legs. When he realized that he had lost his legs, he let out a deafening scream, "Ah! My legs...my legs!"

"boom!"

Tan Yun was condescending, and stepped on Murong Kun's face, making his mouth unable to close, and could only make an indistinct sound.

Tan Yun looked down at Murong Kun with a dark gaze, and his tone revealed endless hatred, "Murong Kun, it's time to make a break between you and me."

"Back then, Meng Yan and I were on our way back to the sect. I had no enmity with you, but you wanted to kill me. I had no choice but to jump off the crane's back with Meng Yan. If it wasn't for my physical strength, I would have been thrown to death in the mountains."

"Later, you sent people again and again, trying to put me to death. In the cold pool of the fierce valley, if it wasn't for my fate, I would have died long ago."

At this point, Tan Yun left Murong Kun's cheek with his right foot, and suddenly shouted: "Murong Kun, ask yourself, when did I, Tan Yun, ever take the initiative to provoke you!"

Murong Kun endured the pain from the two broken legs, and looked up at Tan Yun pleadingly, "Tan Yun, I'm sorry, all this is my fault, you didn't take the initiative to provoke me. You are the enemy..."

"If it weren't for my fate, I would have killed you several times!" Tan Yun's face was ashen, "Also, Mengbai is my woman, but you keep trying to get her ideas!"

"Shiyao is my friend, but you are colluding with Liu Rulong and trying to touch her! You bloody bastard!"

After the words were paused, Tan Yun suddenly smashed Murong Kun's lower body with his foot!

"Ah!" Murong Kun let out a horrifying scream. He bent his body, twisted his facial features, and rolled on the ground, "Tan Yun, you're right. I'm a damn beast. Now I really know I was wrong. , please, please don’t kill me, from now on, I will obey you in everything!”

"Since you say you deserve to die, then I'll make it happen for you!" Tan Yun stretched out his right hand suddenly, and the low-grade Lingqi flying sword appeared out of thin air from his right hand, about to cut off Murong Kun's neck!

"Tan Yun, you can't kill me!" Murong Kun's snot and tears flowed into his mouth together, "My grandfather is the second elder of the inner beast soul lineage, Tan Yun, please think about it, I am a grandfather His only grandson!"

"If you kill me, when you enter the inner gate, you will only have a dead end!"

Hearing Murong Kun's begging for mercy, Zhong Wu Shiyao was very anxious. When she wanted to say something, Mu Mengbai shook her head slightly, "Shiyao, don't persuade him. Since he decides to kill Murong Kun, he is sure. Entering the inner gate, how to deal with the second elder of the beast soul lineage."

When Mu Mengyu was talking with Zhong Wu Shiyao, more than 800 disciples not far away were all staring at the flying sword that Tan Yun held high.

At this point, everyone knew that there was such a deep hatred between Tan Yun and Murong Kun.

If they think about it differently, they also want to abolish Murong Kun, and then smash their corpses into pieces to vent their hatred.

But having said that, thinking about it, if it really falls on them, they ask themselves, and there is only one result in the end, that is, they dare not kill!

They didn't dare to imagine that if they really killed Murong Kun, after entering the inner sect in the future, they would inevitably suffer the wrath of the second elder of the beast soul lineage. As an inner disciple, how can I compete with the elders?

The consequences are sure to die!

After thinking about it for a while, everyone felt that Tan Yun would never dare to kill Murong Kun unless he wanted to die!

However, what Tan Yun did next deeply shocked everyone's hearts!

Tan Yun grabbed Murong Kun's hair, pulled his head up, put his mouth close to Murong Kun's ear, and said in a low voice: "Murong Kun, if it's really about scheming, I have many ways to kill your grandfather. Wait until I enter the room Men, if your grandpa doesn't mess with me, I will never do anything to your grandpa because of you."

"However, if your grandfather dares to provoke me, don't worry, I will send him to see you in a short time!"

As soon as the words fell, when Tan Yun let go, Murong Kun's head was chopped off with a sword!

"Gululu!"

Murong Kun's head rolled out several feet on the ground, and his terrified eyes still froze with disbelief.

Maybe he didn't expect that Tan Yunhui would really kill him!

"Murong Kun was actually killed by Tan Yun!" Among the more than 800 people, someone couldn't help but mumbled to himself, "Tan Yun will also kill Linghu Changkong next time, right?"

When everyone was terrified, Linghu Changkong, who was lying on the ground, raised his head tremblingly, his eyes filled with tears.

He glanced at the corpse of Murong Kun, who had the same profound background as himself, slowly turned his head, looked at Tan Yun, and begged: "Tan Yun, I really don't want to die, please let me go. I swear forever I won't be your enemy anymore, okay?"

Until now, he clearly realized that no matter how deep the background is, there are always some people who don't care. And Tan Yun is exactly such a person!

Tan Yun shook his head indifferently, "No one in this world is willing to die. If I were not Ye Tian's opponent, I would have died long ago, wouldn't I?"

"Tan Yun, my great-grandfather is different from Murong Kun's grandfather." Linghu Changkong begged for mercy unswervingly: "My great-grandfather is the chief elder of the inner sect's holy soul lineage, and all disciples of the inner sect's holy soul lineage are To belong to my great-grandfather, regardless of power or status, far exceeds Murong Kun's grandfather."

"Tan Yun, as long as you let me go, I swear, I will let my great-grandfather keep you safe and prevent Murong Kun's grandfather from seeking revenge on you..."

Without waiting for Linghu to talk empty words, Tan Yun said indifferently, "It's not rare."

"Puchi!"

With a wave of the sword in his right hand, Tan Yun chopped off Linghu Changkong's head!