Eternal Martial Emperor

After Wang Changle was resolved with one sword, Lin Yun slowly walked into the lobby with one sword.

Wherever Lin Yun went, it seemed like there was an invisible repulsive force, and everyone in the field trembled backwards, daring to step forward.

There were even a few indisputable youths who were so frightened that their legs fell to their knees and fell to the ground, and they almost didn’t give Lin Yun a hoe for mercy.

Lin Yun’s flesh is too abnormal, no matter how they attack, it’s totally useless, how can it make them fight?

What’s more, even the lord lost, where can they still have the courage to fight again?

“Who else!” Lin Yun stepped on Wang Changle’s head, glancing across the scene to help the crowd.

Sweeped by Lin Yun’s dreary gaze, the presence of the crowd felt a pain in the heart, as if he was really stabbed by a sword.

Everyone trembled to the corner, no one spoke, no one dared to stand up, or even dared to look directly at Lin Yun’s sword-like gaze.

“You … you go, I don’t want you to pay any more …” Wang Changle spit out blood and then vomited weakly.

Lin Yun’s mouth turned a weird arc: “You don’t have to compensate, but I didn’t say I don’t want to compensate.”

Hearing Lin Yun’s words, Wang Changle froze, “What do you mean?”

“You know, my time is very precious. You have wasted so much time, now that you want me to let me go?” Lin Yun grabbed Wang Changle’s collar with one hand and lifted him .

“You …” Wang Changle was so angry that his nose was crooked. Just now the group wanted to leave and he would not let it go, but now he wanted to let the group go quickly, but the group didn’t leave anymore!

Wang Changle had time to speak in the future, and the skull sword in Lin Yun’s hand was already placed on his neck, pressing him back to the chair.

Lin Yun sat down in the opposite position and said to Wang Changle in a light tone: “Don’t worry, we have time. Sit down before you come and calculate my loss.”

Wang Changle only felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, and a trace of cold sweat immediately flowed down from his forehead.

The gray-faced Wang Yi was also dragged from the ruins by Su Yanhong and thrown back to the original chair.

The Wang 2 father and son sat in this order, and renegotiated with Lin Yun with anxiety.

Wang Changle covered his broken right arm with his left hand, and asked in pain: “What do you want?”

“The trash son you lost just now. According to the agreement, you should give me the materials we need.” Lin Yun said blankly, as if talking about a trivial matter.

Hearing Lin Yun’s words, Wang Changle’s face instantly turned red into a liver color.

Lin Yun killed so many members of his gang, and even scrapped one of his arms. It’s too much of a cheek to pay attention to the batch of materials, it is too much!

Although Lin Yun was anxious to smash 10000 corpses of Lin Yun, Wang Changle didn’t dare to show it, after all, his life was still in Lin Yun’s hands.

This time he kicked the iron plate by himself, he could only consider himself unlucky!

“Old 5, you can bring the materials they want!” Wang Changle ordered to middle aged aside, but his heart was constantly bleeding.

“Yes.” Middle aged folded his hands and hurriedly turned away.

A few minutes later, middle aged, holding a treasure chest, trembled before Lin Yun.

Su Yanhong reached out to take over the treasure chest, counted the materials inside, and then nodded to Lin Yun.

Wang Changle turned his head to one side, and couldn’t bear to see the natural treasures that he had gained through life and death, so he was sent away in vain.

Wang Changle didn’t expect to be paid a penny, but only hoped that the group of plague gods would leave quickly and go as fast as possible.

However, after Lin Yun accepted the pile of heavenly treasures, he turned his cold eyes on Wang Changle again.

Wang Changle shivered, and then asked Lin Yun carefully: “According to the agreement, I have given you all the materials you need. Can you go now?”

“let’s go?”

Lin Yun sneered, and then said in a light tone: “I also said just now that my time is very precious. I wasted so much time here that you just let me go?”

“So … what else do you want?” Wang Changle couldn’t help but swallow a spit, and he was now even remorseless.

Lin Yun still expressed his indifferent expression, saying in a light tone: “If you want me to go, you can compensate me for the loss first. Not too much, just 1000000 yuan.”

Hearing Lin Yun’s words, Su Yanhong and others were stunned.

Before, Wang Changle made excessive demands on Su Yanhong and others, but now Lin Yun returns ten times.

This is called his own way, but also his body!

Hearing 1000000 inferior stones, Wang Changle almost spit out blood.

1000000 inferior stones?

I’ll go to your fucking! Why not grab it?

This fuck is simply a bandit!

“You’re deceiving people in this situation!” Wang Changle has reached the limit of patience. If it wasn’t for fighting, he would have already started.

Snapped!

Wang Changle just said, a slap was thrown on his face fiercely, throwing him directly to the ground, even killing 2 teeth.

Wang Changle was snored by this slap, and the anger that had just risen in his heart was completely shaken.

Before Wang Changle got up from the ground, Lin Yun stepped on his face and crushed him all over the ground.

Lin Yun watched Wang Changle condescendingly, as if suddenly changed his personality. His tone was no longer plain, but he said aggressively: “What about bullying? In this world of weak meat and strong food, there is no reason for powerhouse to annex the weak!”

Wang Changle spit out old blood, which is exactly what he said before, but now he is returned by Lin Yun intact.

“One million pieces of inferior stones, how can we have so many?” Wang Changle’s face clung to the ground, and said in a very grieved tone.

“Not so much?” Lin Yun’s mouth traced a dangerous arc.

The next second, Lin Yun’s unspoken hand shot and fell, and a sword split on Wang Yi’s right shoulder.

brush!

I saw a flash of cold light.

Wang Yi hadn’t responded yet, and his entire right arm was separated from him, falling to the ground with a splash of blood.

“what–!”

Wang Yi fell to the ground, sending out a terrible misery.

“Asshole!” Wang Changle immediately struggled, trying to escape the suppression of Lin Yun’s feet, but was unable to break free due to a serious injury, completely like a worm, squirming hard on the ground.

Lin Yun cut down with one hand, inserted the skull sword into Wang Changle’s thigh, and nailed him directly to the ground: “Look at it for 4 weeks. This is all our people. You have no capital to refuse!”