The group of people brought by Yun Zhonglong all looked at Lin Fan with amusent.
In their eyes, there was a gleeful expression!
Yuan Feng stood there, his resentful gaze turned to smugness, looking at Lin Fan, he mockingly said: "Lin Fan, did you hear that? Young Master Yun is giving you a choice, hmm, to kneel, or to die?"
"Three!"
At this mont, Yun Zhonglong spoke, the corners of his mouth carrying a faint mocking smile.
"Zhonglong, stop it, let it go..." Yuan Wanxuan began to persuade him, her finely arched brows knit tightly under her veil.
In her heart, she weighed, if Lin Fan didn’t kneel, should she intervene and save Lin Fan?
"Two!"
Yun Zhonglong continued counting down.
Lin Fan remained indifferent.
"One!"
As the last number was uttered, Yun Zhonglong lightly smiled and said: "Alright, three breaths have passed, tell , do you choose to kneel, or choose to die?"
"I choose your mother, fuck!" Lin Fan roared in anger, suddenly erupting, no longer able to restrain himself.
Even a clay figurine has so anger, not to ntion him?
This whole affair, from beginning to end, wasn’t Lin Fan’s fault, it could even be said that it had nothing to do with Lin Fan at all.
Lin Fan simply attended an auction, failed to get what he wanted, then Yuan Wanxuan ca out, wanting to give the cauldron to Lin Fan, followed by apologizing to Lin Fan, which Lin Fan declined.
Imdiately after.
Yun Zhonglong arrived, without discerning right from wrong, demanded Lin Fan to kneel and apologize, or else he would die?
What kind of reasoning is that!
There is no reasoning at all!
Just because Yun Zhonglong is from the Emperor Clan? So he can unscrupulously demand Lin Fan to kneel and apologize in broad daylight, just for being faultless?
A wave of anger burned in Lin Fan’s heart!
And so, he erupted!
Originally, being chased by Baili Xuanfeng, Lin Fan already felt suffocated; although eventually he made use of the Emperor Level Killing Array to eliminate Baili Xuanfeng and his companions, Lin Fan still felt unsatisfied.
Now.
Another damnable Emperor Clan mber pops up, demanding a kneeling apology from the get-go, with an attitude so lofty it reaches the heavens!
As Lin Fan’s words fell.
The entire scene fell silent!
The smile on Yun Zhonglong’s face froze, and his complexion turned extrely ugly.
Yuan Wanxuan, who was originally considering whether to protect Lin Fan, upon hearing Lin Fan’s words, stiffened, quickly raising her head in disbelief to look at Lin Fan!
Yuan Feng wore a face of horror, as if he had seen a ghost, staring at Lin Fan with eyes almost popping out.
The guards brought by Yun Zhonglong were so astonished they were speechless, their minds unable to react at once!
What did Lin Fan just say?
Did their ears mishear?
"What did you say? Dare you repeat it!!!" Yun Zhonglong’s face turned ashen in a split second.
"I’m saying your mom! Worthless trash, what the hell are you barking here for? I won’t apologize, strutting around under the na of the Emperor Clan, you really think you’re so big shot?" Lin Fan cursed out, venting all the pent-up anger in his heart at this mont.
Refreshing!
It really is refreshing!
"Young Master Lin..."
Yuan Wanxuan was stunned; she had never heard such rude words spoken in front of her, her heart suddenly racing.
"You little bastard, you really dare to curse! You must be tired of living, even daring to curse Young Master Yun, heaven’s wrath is still survivable, but self-inflicted suffering is not! Even if a Daluo Immortal ca now, they couldn’t save you!" Yuan Feng rambled on with curses.
"You, very good! Really good, too bad you are going to die!"
Yun Zhonglong’s forehead throbbed with veins wriggling like earthworms, twisting and turning, the corners of his eyes twitching lightly as he forcefully restrained himself.
"Go to hell!"
The next second.
Yun Zhonglong erupted with an angry bellow, his entire body lunging forward, taking a step out.
His figure, like a ghostly apparition, arrived in front of Lin Fan.
Raising his hand, a punch thundered out!
What seed like a casual punch was actually laced with countless forces, even causing the Void to tremble slightly, as if it were about to be pierced through.
"Boom!!!"
Even at the edge of their eardrums, the people heard a crisp sound.
It was the sound of breaking through the sound barrier!
In a fraction of a breath, everyone saw.
At the top of Yun Zhonglong’s fist, there was a layer of white gas, almost condensed into solid form, as if wrapping Yun Zhonglong’s fist in a layer of steel—indestructible, invincible!
And Yun Zhonglong’s cultivation was that of Divinity Transformation Middle Stage.
And he’s a mber of the Emperor Clan!
Lin Fan’s cultivation is pitifully weak—rely at the Nascent Soul Early Stage. If this punch were to land, Lin Fan would probably be directly blasted into dust, not even bone fragnts would remain.
As Yun Zhonglong threw his punch, Lin Fan still stood calmly in place, a thick sneer flashing across his eyes!
The Yun Zhonglong before him wasn’t even a match for Baili Tianyi.
How could he possibly be his opponent?
But.
In the eyes of others, Yun Zhonglong’s punch had scared Lin Fan silly, leaving him completely clueless on how to dodge!
"Young Master Lin, quickly dodge!" Yuan Wanxuan cried out subconsciously.
Unfortunately.
Lin Fan remained unmoved.
Yun Zhonglong was ten ters away from Lin Fan!
Five ters!
...
Three ters!
...
One ter!
"Ah!"
Yuan Wanxuan subconsciously closed her eyes, unable to bear the sight of Lin Fan being beaten into a mist of blood.
It was at this mont that a muffled sound ca!
"Bang!"
Then, a chorus of gasps!
"Hiss!"
Next, the shrieks of extre shock.
"Young Master!"
"Young Master Yun!"
"How is this possible!"
When Yuan Wanxuan opened her eyes, her delicate body trembled violently, utterly shocked by the scene before her.
"What... what’s going on?" Yuan Wanxuan’s little mouth gaped open, the size of a chicken egg, very adorable, her beautiful eyes under the veil widened to the extre, her pupils shrinking sharply.
She saw.
Lin Fan standing there as if nothing had happened.
As for Yun Zhonglong, he lay sprawled out like a dead dog, over thirty ters away, with a deep pit several ters deep carved into the ground underneath him and all the floor tiles within a dozen ters shattered.
Yun Zhonglong himself was bathed in blood, with his chest cavity collapsed in, completely silent!
The divine senses of the crowd couldn’t help but probe over.
Following that.
All the people present trembled violently, their faces pale, as if they had lost their dearest.
Yun Zhonglong was actually punched to death by Lin Fan!
Dead silence!
Complete silence surrounded them!
Everyone was stunned, no one could have imagined that Lin Fan’s single punch could be so terrifying, directly killing Yun Zhonglong, who was at the Divinity Transformation Middle Stage!
When Lin Fan activated the Sixth Dragon Bone, the power of his punch reached a terrifying fifteen million pounds!
In Vermilion Bird City, chased by Baili Xuanfeng, Lin Fan activated the Seventh Dragon Bone.
Not to ntion Lin Fan was in a rage just now.
The power of this punch contained twenty million pounds of force!
What is the concept of twenty million pounds? It’s like a weight of two thousand tons condensed to a single point the size of a fist in an instant.
Then.
It erupted!
The punch smacked onto Yun Zhonglong!
Not to ntion Yun Zhonglong who was a Divinity Transformation Middle Stage cultivator, even a Void Refining Middle Stage cultivator would be killed by Lin Fan’s punch!
No one could bear such a terrifying weight!
Suddenly.
Lin Fan’s voice sounded: "Miss Yuan, I accept your apology! I will take this cauldron!"
As he spoke, Lin Fan raised his hand, and the Shennong Nine Cauldrons in Yuan Wanxuan’s hands flew straight into Lin Fan’s.
Then.
In front of everyone’s eyes, Lin Fan swaggered away, vanishing from their sight.
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