Immortal and Martial Supreme Master

Chapter 170 Slaughter Game

Chapter 170 Slaughter Game

"Go to hell!"

The youth rushed towards Qin Yun with his saber in hand. The saber in his hand turned into a streak of light and slashed towards Qin Yun's neck.

Qin Yun sneered and the boulder beneath his feet instantly shattered. His entire body shot out like a meteor. Then, with a momentum like that of heaven collapsing, he directly punched the young man's chest.

The young man instantly bowed and spat out a mouthful of blood. A huge force came from his chest. Just as he was about to fly backwards, Qin Yun suddenly pulled him back and smashed him heavily onto the ground.

The pitiful young man's entire body had completely deformed and was on the verge of death.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Yun directly punched the young man in the chest.

The entire ground caved in, forming a huge pit with a diameter of 30 meters. The young man lying in the center of the pit also died in Qin Yun's terrifying punch.

From the beginning to the end, the young man didn't have the slightest bit of strength to fight back. However, at the moment of his death, he finally understood what Qin Yun meant by saying, "This world can kill people without restraint. That's good."

Originally, he thought that his luck had exploded and he had encountered a soft persimmon at the fifth level of the Heavens the moment he entered, but he didn't expect that he was actually a madman with incomparably terrifying strength.

The young man's corpse turned into a small amount of starlight and gradually dissipated.

At the same time, in Baiyun College's Baiyun Square, this young man was fortunate enough to be the first person to be beaten out of the country.

As soon as the young man appeared on Bai Yun Square, he was like a madman. He ran frantically into the distance and kept shouting, "Mom, it's so scary, so scary …"

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. They didn't understand what kind of horrible thing this fellow had gone through. He was actually scared to such an extent.

Following that, the scene of Qin Yun and the youth fighting just now appeared in the painting scroll in the sky. Everyone gasped when they saw Qin Yun's final punch that was like a devil god.

He finally understood what the poor fellow had gone through just now and looked at the young man with incomparable sympathy.

Just now, their hearts went cold just by looking at that punch.

At the same time, Qin Yun's silhouette, which wasn't that great, was completely imprinted in the hearts of the audience like a devil god.

How did Qin Yun know that his punch just now had caused such a big disturbance?

He only knew that he had just entered this small world. Without the restraints of morality and rules, he was suddenly provoked by that young man. That was why the killing intent that had been accumulating in his heart erupted at that moment, causing that young man to be beaten so miserably.

The killing intent in his heart was released, and Qin Yun's emotions stabilized a lot. He picked up the token that the youth had dropped and put it into his Cosmos Sack.

Qin Yun felt a burst of helplessness and amusement when he obtained a token so quickly.

However, Qin Yun did not intend to take the initiative to find those prey to hunt. In any case, there were still three days left. Hunting these weak prey did not mean much to him.

Right now, all he had to do was look for Zhao Yu and Bai Qihan, because this was a sect-based competition.

Although the sect's quota would remain as long as one person survived, the strength of three people was definitely greater than the strength of one person. In the end, the sum of the three people's tokens was calculated.

However, what made Qin Yun very depressed was that his fifth level Heavenly Cultivation base was simply a huge bait. Those disciples saw that he, a fifth level Heavenly Martial Sect, was actually not hiding. He even swaggered around outside and began to attack Qin Yun one after another.

Although Qin Yun did not take the initiative to hunt his prey, he would not refuse to eat the fat meat in his mouth. Therefore, those who attacked him were all killed on the spot by his fists. In the end, their tokens were all in Qin Yun's pockets.

It was like this. After half a day, Qin Yun had actually obtained twelve tokens.

When the audience outside Baiyun College saw this scene, they all revealed bitter smiles. Some even shouted in disbelief, "This fellow is too unkind. He actually pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger."

The faces of the disciples of Baiyun College who had clashed with Qin Yun in Baiyun Restaurant were ashes.

Especially Senior Brother Zhang, who was later dragged up by the thin man to cause trouble for Qin Yun, felt a burst of happiness in his heart. He was glad that he didn't make a move at that time. Otherwise, he would very likely be killed by Qin Yun's fist on the ground just like these fellows.

However, Qin Yun's bait was not always effective. Right after he killed the eighteenth person, his fame spread. As soon as the disciples saw Qin Yun, they would all walk around the path, deeply afraid that Qin Yun would charge up and kill them.

They even gave Qin Yun a nickname called Demon God. At first, when Qin Yun heard this nickname, he thought it was funny. Later, when he saw those disciples turn around and run away, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Of course, there were some who weren't afraid of death, including Qian He from the Hundred Ghosts Sect.

When Qian He appeared in front of Qin Yun with that huge sickle on his shoulder, his clown-like face even grinned.

Everyone familiar with him knew that Qian He would laugh every time he wanted to kill someone. The more he laughed, the more people he killed.

Qin Yun looked at the eerie and strange Qian He. There was not the slightest fear on his face. Instead, he had an impulse to fight.

The strongest person who died at his hands was only at the ninth level of the Heavenly Martial Sect. Now, a fellow who could fight happily had finally arrived.

Qian He was at the Quasi Martial Marquis Realm, and his strength should be able to enter the top ten in this competition, which was enough to satisfy Qin Yun's desire to fight.

"You don't seem to be afraid of me at all." Qian He said to Qin Yun in a strange and gloomy voice.

"It's just a quasi Martial Marquis. What's there to be afraid of?" Qin Yun said disapprovingly.

"Haha, it's just a quasi Martial Marquis. What a big tone." Qian He laughed heartily.

Qin Yun smiled lightly and said faintly, "Don't you know just by trying?"

Qian He's expression instantly turned cold, and his entire body disappeared from the spot.

Qin Yun's eyes moved, and he immediately understood what was going on in his heart. A saber appeared in his hand, Xing Yun, and he turned around to slash it.

The huge sickle directly cut through the sky and collided with Qin Yun's Meteorite Battle Blade.

Clang!

The two weapons collided, producing a sound of fine iron interweaving.

Countless streaks of saber Qi shot out from the surrounding space, scattering in all directions.

Cut off all the trees and boulders in the surroundings.

"I didn't expect the Leiling Sect to have someone like you besides Bai Qihan." Qian He sneered.

"There's still a lot you don't know." Qin Yun laughed.

Another slash came out of his hand.

The saber light was as dazzling as a river of stars.

The sickle in Qian He's hand flickered with a faint light as he slashed out, instantly shattering Qin Yun's saber light into pieces.

"I'd like to see how many moves you can withstand in my hands." Qian He's voice sounded like a ghost from hell.

Then Qian He shot towards Qin Yun again.