"Who do you think you are? Do you dare to say who you are? Why don't you kneel before the elders of our Eastern Star Holy Church?"
After Elder Huoyue came, all these disciples had a backbone.
Elder Huoyue is a cultivator at the Earth Realm.
"Long Xuan." Long Yi said lightly.
"Long Xuan, right? If you can't kill us today, we'll go find your family. That Long Yi should be your disciple, right? His wife has a nice figure. Don't worry... after you die, we will definitely find him!"
"Hahaha! That's right!"
A group of disciples of the East Star Holy Sect said sarcastically.
Long Yi's face turned gloomy at that moment.
"Unrepentant."
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Yi quickly operated the Xuantian Atlas.
His palm flashed with lightning again, and then he swung it behind him.
The smiles on the faces of all the disciples of the East Star Holy Sect present suddenly froze.
The tingling feeling of impending destruction made them tremble all over.
Before they could react.
Boom boom boom!
The bodies of more than a dozen disciples of the East Star Holy Sect were blown apart by lightning and turned into bloody mist.
"How dare you! You still dare to attack me!?" Elder Huoyue reacted and scolded, and at the same time slapped Long Yi directly.
"I want to kill them, and no one can stop me." Long Yi snorted coldly.
He directly inspired the "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll".
Suddenly, more than a dozen strange figures appeared in the villa, and each of them had the same cultivation level as Long Yi.
Those disciples of the East Star Holy Sect wanted to escape, but it was useless. They were beaten to a bloody pulp and died on the spot.
At this moment, Xiahou Yun was shrouded in fear.
He looked at the figure walking towards him and was frightened.
"Ah!" Xiahou Yun bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the figure in front of him. Then he fired a smoke ball and rushed behind Elder Huoyue while the yellow smoke was spreading.
When Xiahou Yun turned around and looked inside the villa, his pupils contracted suddenly.
The villa was littered with blood and corpses. Except for him, all the disciples of the East Star Holy Sect in the capital were killed.
At this moment, Xiahou Yun realized how terrifying Long Xuan was.
Even Elder Huoyue couldn't help but be moved.
"Good boy, Long Xuan... Can you tell me about your master?!"
Xiahou Yun quickly said, "Elder, kill him and go find Long Yi. You will definitely be able to find out who his master is."
Elder Huoyue nodded, a ferocious look on his face. He clasped his palms together and made a spell, and vigorous spiritual power gathered in front of him.
The entire villa estate was suddenly engulfed in strong winds.
"You die!"
"Nine-Extinguishing Fire Moon Palm!" Elder Fire Moon's attack was a killing move.
A huge flaming palm print immediately appeared in front of him. This was one of his special moves and was extremely powerful.
Hope rekindled in Xiahou Yun's eyes. "As expected of Elder Huoyue! With that strike, that brat will surely be turned into a bloody mist!"
boom!
The huge palm print burning with flames almost covered the entire villa.
The night grew darker.
Long Yi narrowed his eyes, "That's it?"
The spiritual power in Long Yi's body was boiling. The moment he pushed the Xuantian Atlas to its limit, the "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll" began to emit light again.
Long Yi shouted in a deep voice and punched the air in front of him.
Boom!
The air was struck by Long Yi, making a terrifying explosion sound.
In an instant, Elder Huoyue's palm print melted on the spot.
"What?"
Xiahou Yun's face changed drastically. He saw that Elder Huoyue had no time to dodge and was hit by Long Yi's fist.
With a puff.
A transparent bloody hole appeared on Elder Huoyue's chest. Long Yi's figure suddenly became blurred, and he slapped Elder Huoyue directly on the head.
Elder Huoyue's head exploded and he fell to the ground and died instantly.
"So that's how it is."
Long Yi looked at his palm. He wanted to burst out all his strength just now. When he threw this punch, more than a dozen figures in the "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll" actually entered Long Yi's body.
The power of Long Yi's punch increased by more than ten times, and his strength was almost as good as that of the Heavenly Realm.
"Impossible... Absolutely impossible..."
Xiahou Yun screamed, unable to believe it.
That cultivator at the Earth Realm was actually beaten to death by Long Xuan?
Looking at the sea of blood and corpses before him, he deeply regretted why he joined the East Star Holy Church.
"Nothing is impossible. I told you you can't escape." Long Yi showed a faint smile on his face and took a step forward.
Xiahou Yun stood up and wanted to escape, but Long Yi had already grabbed his neck and threw him heavily into the sky.
Bang!
When Xiahou Yun fell to the ground again, all the bones in his body were broken.
This is only the case for a cultivator. If it were an ordinary person, he would most likely die on the spot from this fall.
Even so, Xiahou Yun was twitching in pain, gasping for breath, and unable to speak.
Long Yi just wanted it, but it turned out to be Xiahou Yun.
At this moment, a cell phone rang in Xiahou Yun's pocket.
When Xiahou Yun heard the ringtone, hope appeared in his eyes and he wanted to answer the call, but because all the bones in his body were broken, he could not move at all.
"Is this your backer? Let me answer it for you." Long Yi took Xiahou Yun's phone.
After seeing that the caller's name was marked as the leader, Long Yi smiled and pressed the answer button.
"Xiahou Yun, is everything done? I asked you to prepare thirty-six Nine Yin Grasses for me. Aren't they ready yet?" A cold voice came from the other end of the phone.
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