4549: C4549 Who Should be Killed

C4549 Who Should be Killed

Long Yan held the Divine Seal Slash as he coldly looked at him. The aura radiating from his body was like that of a demon from hell, which made people feel terrified.

One must know that a person in the 2nd level of the Martial Dao was an Earth Fiend Tribulation. They had the dual power of a Divine Spirit and a Demon, but in front of Long Yan, they still easily defeated him.

This young man held an archaic divine sword in his hand. He was simply too terrifying.

This kind of strength completely exceeded his imagination. Half of his arm was in severe pain, causing him to almost suffocate.

"Brat, you … you're so strong!" The black-clothed man immediately realized that he should escape from this place as soon as possible. He was simply no match for this young man, if he didn't leave now, it would be too late.

However, would Long Yan let him go? This guy was too naive. He was now a Striker, so he should show off his methods.

Let this inn become a bloody place.

Long Yan quickly used the Divine Seal Slash to catch up to him again. With an amazing sword technique coupled with his blood-red figure, shua! Swish! Swish!

In this guest room, the merciless Ling Sha slashed across the man's body, his eyes, nose, ears, and the flesh on his body. Every time Long Yan cut him, he would cut off a large piece of flesh.

Fresh blood dyed the entire room red. The black-clothed man also let out the most miserable shrieks.

No matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid Long Yan's slaughter. The man in black despaired as pieces of flesh were cut off from his body.

His eyes were pierced and became two bloody holes.

The sword qi of death also started to rot on his body. The man in black, who was infinitely close to death, no longer cared about any other things, no matter his dignity or face, he didn't care anymore. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging Long Yan to let him go.

"Please let me go. Let me go, young hero. I will never do such a thing again. Give me a chance." He was badly battered.

Long Yan did not say anything as he began to demonstrate a very strange yet exquisite sword technique. In this room, there were gray death sword auras everywhere, and the man in black was half-kneeling on the ground. He could feel that every sword technique this youth demonstrated was fatal.

"God Killing Sword!"

Long Yan used 10% of his power to use the God Slaughtering Sword. He did it so that he wouldn't be in a hurry to kill the man in black, but at the same time, he could experience the power of the God Slaughtering Sword.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The sword's power was like ten thousand swords piercing his heart. The flesh and blood of the man in black was suddenly pierced by ten thousand sword beams. This massacre was more than ten times more painful than Ling Chi.

However, Long Yan was able to unleash at least a tenth of his strength. If he had used all his strength, this guy would have died a long time ago.

"Its power is indeed strong. It will be a great safeguard for my strength."

Long Yan tortured the man in black like this. After an unknown amount of time had passed, the man in black was like a pile of mud. His body was badly mutilated, but he still had a weak breath.

"It is time to end your life. Serves you right to meet me. Consider yourself unlucky. I hope that you won't become an evil person in your next life."

After Long Yan finished speaking, he opened up his arms. From his body, they were filled with a blood-red color. Then, the blood-red color seemed to have resurrected and turned into tiny worms.

When the man in black opened his eyes wide and looked on, he was completely terrified this time.

This blood mist actually turned into a very small dragon. This was not a worm at all. Instead, it was a very small blood-colored divine dragon. Every single one of them was baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

At least ten thousand Blood Devouring Dragon Yao began to desperately bite at his flesh just like that, as if they were millions of vengeful spirits seeking his life.

"Don't kill me, I was wrong, I really was wrong, I beg you, please treat me like your ass."

They were assassins who killed without blinking. They were tortured by Long Yan's most cruel and bloody methods.

"Unfortunately, you don't even count as a fart. Do you think they will be able to live after you've killed those people? How can you just beg for mercy? In the future, if I have the chance, I will kill that young master, Wang Cong, and his father, Wang Shang."

Long Yan did not want to waste any more time talking to him. He controlled the tens of thousands of Blood Devouring Dragon Yao to devour his flesh even more crazily. They would tear and bite at him endlessly, eat and drink his blood until there was nothing left.2

However, the black-clothed man only had his head left. His head still remained, and he would not die. Thus, he put away the Blood Devouring Dragon's Brilliance and continued to torture him.

Long Yan conjured his spiritual sun magic tool into a small knife the size of his palm. On his twisted face, he started to cut at the flesh and blood on his face, which was getting fiercer by the second.

This was not the most painful thing. The most painful thing was that Long Yan could inflict the greatest amount of damage to his primordial spirit, and with every slash, it would weaken it.

Finally, Long Yan was really tired, the head was already on the verge of death. Long Yan put the knife into his mouth and hung it on the wall at the back.

"Ah ~

The black-clothed man let out a final scream. He was dead beyond compare, his expression completely distorted. His eyes were two bloody holes, and two streams of blood flowed down. Before he died, he had a terrified expression on his face.

However, he still died miserably at the hands of Long Yan. He didn't want to be so cruel, but when he thought about how he hated that young master during the day for drowning that woman alive in the water, and how he hated that girl so much that he couldn't control himself.

The man in black had died completely. Three hours later, the sky was about to brighten. He had been tortured to the point where not even his bones were left. The people who had died the most were all lying on the bed covered in blood.

The power of the God Slaughtering Sword was too shocking. It was indeed powerful, but this room was still rather small. If not, the room would not be able to withstand all the power it could muster.

Long Yan only used one sword move, but it was a thirty-six character sword move. Each word had many subtractions. However, it was understandable that the power of one sword move could trigger ten thousand sword lights.

If Long Yan was able to continuously release a few sword rays during a real battle, then the power would be several tens of thousands of sword rays and the power would be even more terrifying. The God Killing Sword was indeed worthy of being called the Ancient Sword Art.

"Big Brother Yan, we've already killed this guy, would there be any trouble? After all, this guy is Wang Cong's subordinate."

Long Ling found out that the young master's name was Wang Cong, and that he had specially sent people after her.

"Now you know that beautiful women are actually very troublesome. Haha, but how could my women not be beautiful? No matter how many people come, or how many people I kill, they are all people that should be killed."

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