"boom……"

The samurai sword was above Lin Lang's head in the blink of an eye, and the people around him had a glimmer of hope on their faces.

Even ordinary Japanese people have a morbid bloodthirstiness hidden in their bones. It is their nature, a nature that is difficult to erase.

"clang!"

With a slight sound, Lin Lang clamped the samurai blade tightly with just two fingers.

Everyone's face changed. It turned out that this Central Plains man was a master. No wonder he was so unscrupulous.

But that's all we can do. The Wushen Jue Palace is a huge force with countless masters.

A master from the Central Plains can't make any waves here.

The samurai leader held the samurai sword tightly, but the sword did not move at all under the clamping of Lin Lang's two fingers.

"You people from the Central Plains, you dare to meddle in the affairs of the Wushen Jue Palace? You don't want to live anymore!" the warrior leader scolded.

Lin Lang smiled slightly, shook his finger, and the samurai sword was instantly broken into two pieces.

"brush!"

With a casual stroke of his finger, the samurai blade at his fingertips split the samurai leader in half.

"Murder."

"The people of Central Plains are so bold that they actually dare to kill people from Wushen Jue Palace."

"Yeah, now we're going to have a good show."

Passersby were talking about this, and the remaining warriors saw this, their faces full of ferocity, and they rushed towards Lin Lang with their samurai swords raised.

"kill!"

Lin Lang had a blank expression on his face. He stretched out his hand and the broken blade on the ground floated in the air in front of him.

"go!"

"call out!"

The broken blade seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, and suddenly turned into countless sword lights and shot at dozens of warriors.

“Puff…”

A series of muffled sounds were heard, and the warriors paused, with countless blood arrows bursting out from their bodies.

They collapsed to the ground at the same time with looks of disbelief.

"not bad!"

Lin Lang nodded slightly. After swallowing the dragon essence, the strength of his spiritual consciousness increased significantly.

Although this "sword-wielding technique" is a bit crude, it is at least much more powerful when dealing with these small fish and shrimps.

He glanced at the passers-by with fearful eyes, ignored them, and continued walking towards the Wushen Jue Palace.

It is also their nature to bully the weak and fear the strong.

…

A magnificent palace.

A short but exceptionally strong man sat at the top seat.

"Your Majesty, a subordinate reported that a Central Plains expert arrived at the East Pier and clashed with the Wushen Jue Palace. He killed eighty warriors of the Wushen Jue Palace and is now heading towards the Wushen Jue Palace."

The subordinates reported.

The Emperor pondered for a moment, then said, "This Central Plains expert must have come here intentionally to cause trouble for Wushen Jue Palace. Give orders: if Jue Wushen attacks and this person is defeated, rescue him."

The subordinate asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, why should we help the Central Plains people?"

"Haha, there is a saying in the Central Plains, the enemy of my enemy is my friend." The emperor laughed.

His subordinates suddenly realized that the Central Plains culture was truly profound and extensive.

…

In front of the majestic gate of Wushen Jue Palace.

Hundreds of Wushen Juegong warriors were blocking the gate. They looked at the man in front of them with fear in their eyes and panic on their faces, tightly gripping their samurai swords, but no one dared to step forward.

Lin Lang approached step by step with his hands behind his back and an expressionless face.

He looked up at the four big characters "Wushen Juegong" on the gate and curled his lips.

“The handwriting is so ugly!”

Lin Lang casually slapped his palm, and his true energy turned into a huge purple hand, which instantly smashed the plaque into pieces.

"Jue Wushen, get out here, Lin..."

A deafening roar spread throughout the entire Wushen Jue Palace. The warriors who were closer were shocked by the sound and bled from all seven orifices. They fell to the ground and struggled in pain.

"How dare you, a Central Plains person, come to my Wushen Jue Palace to cause trouble? Are you tired of living?"

Two young men came out with thousands of warriors in a grand manner.

One of the men pointed at Lin Lang with a gloomy expression.

"People from the Central Plains, since you dare to go in alone..."

"call out!"

“Puff!”

Before he could finish his words, a sword energy pierced his eyebrow, leaving a bloody hole, and he fell to the ground and died.

"Juetian!"

The man next to him exclaimed, then he looked at Lin Lang and his heart trembled. This Central Plains man was so hot.

"Young Palace Master is dead..."

Thousands of warriors were shocked and drew their swords to rush towards Lin Lang.

"Kill him! The Young Palace Master is dead, and we can't kill this Central Plains man. The Palace Master will kill us."

Lin Lang stretched and sneered.

"Tsk! You should have done this a long time ago, why are you talking nonsense!"

"boom!"

The purple true energy surged, Lin Lang stretched out his hand and grasped the palace next to him from a distance, and endless true energy enveloped the palace.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the entire palace suddenly rose from the ground and slowly rose into the air.

The Great Shift of the Universe!

Juexin was shocked when he saw this. How could a person from the Central Plains still be a human being when he could support an entire palace with his own strength?

No, we have to leave here quickly.

Even with my father's killing fist, he can't resist this man at all. Wushen Jue Palace is finished!

"boom!!"

An unparalleled sense of oppression came from the sky, and Juexin was horrified. He looked up and saw that the palace had already arrived above them and was descending rapidly, about to submerge them.

"Bang!!"

The palace collapsed with a loud bang, the earth shook violently, and the screams and pleas for mercy stopped abruptly.

"call……"

Lin Lang blew away the dust with a palm wind. Countless corpses were buried in the ruins, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Most of the palaces he controlled were made of huge stones, unlike the wooden palace controlled by Zhu Wusi.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!