Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Chapter 110: Chapter 110 Chrysanthemum

"You dare to kill people?!"

Seeing Ye Ling actually kill those two men with such brutal means, the middle-aged man suddenly bellowed.

Actually, he was extremely fearful in his heart; this bellow was nothing more than a way to mask his terror.

People say they are not afraid to die, but who isn't truly afraid of death?

"You are a Houtian expert, I admit that I'm no match for you, but you should also know that with your strength, you are still not enough to do as you please on Earth!"

The middle-aged man shouted loudly, "Just with the overt technology, they could blast you into dust, not to mention the hidden tech that those technological superpowers have concealed."

"So what?"

Ye Ling looked at the middle-aged man leisurely, saying indifferently, "Do you think anything you've said can stop my determination to kill you?"

"Hmph, you don't know who I am. If you did, you definitely wouldn't dare to kill me!"

The middle-aged man sneered at Ye Ling, seemingly waiting for Ye Ling to ask him about his identity.

But why would Ye Ling care about that?

Identity? What a load of crap!

If Ye Ling truly wanted to kill him, it wouldn't matter if he were the lord of heaven, he couldn't escape this fate.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, Ye Ling lifted his foot and stomped viciously on the middle-aged man's leg, then nearly with all the strength he had, gave the man's leg a "massage."

"Ahhh!!!"

The agonizing scream seemed as if it could be heard by the people in Lanshan Village.

"You're not dead yet because I don't want to kill you, don't make a choice that's unfavorable for yourself," Ye Ling said calmly.

The middle-aged man growled through clenched teeth, "I'll tell you, I'm from the Holy Spirit Pavilion! There are Houtian experts in the Holy Spirit Pavilion, and even Innate experts! If you dare to kill me, you definitely won't die a good death!!"

"Holy Spirit Pavilion?"

Ye Ling frowned and waved Yuan Heng over.

Yuan Heng thought Ye Ling wanted to ask him about the Holy Spirit Pavilion and hurriedly said, "Predecessor, the Holy Spirit Pavilion is one of Earth's cultivation forces with an extremely long existence, it can be claimed to be one of the most ancient and mysterious forces on Earth."

After a pause, Yuan Heng continued, "The Holy Spirit Pavilion indeed has a profound foundation with numerous experts. Although I have never witnessed it myself, according to legend, the Holy Spirit Pavilion does have Houtian experts, as for Innate... that remains unknown."

"You hear that?"

The middle-aged man roared again, "I tell you, this task was personally given by the high echelons of the Holy Spirit Pavilion. Even though I don't know which power you belong to, you'd better not interfere. If you help me kill Shen Yuexin now, about those two dead men and your attack on me, I can overlook it all!"

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Ling kicked him right in the mouth.

Although he didn't use True Qi, Ye Ling's strength was substantial, and he still managed to kick out several of the man's teeth, along with a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Idiot."

Ye Ling glanced coldly at the middle-aged man, then turned to look at Yuan Heng, frowning.

"Did I ask you about the Holy Spirit Pavilion? I called you over to ask if you brought a Mitsubishi knife with you," Ye Ling said.

"Mitsubishi knife?" Yuan Heng was stunned for a moment.

"Mitsubishi knife?!!" The middle-aged man's eyes widened in shock.

"What... what are you going to do?" the middle-aged man asked tremblingly.

Ye Ling chuckled sinisterly, "Talking so much with you, and I don't even know your name. I think this time-wasting chat really isn't necessary to continue, so it's about time to pry something useful out of you."

"Bastard, I will not tell you even if I die!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with a murderous intent: "Don't let me survive and return today, otherwise, I will definitely seek revenge for the humiliation I suffered!"

"Too stubborn."

Ye Ling shook his head, taking the three-edged knife passed to him by Yuan Heng.

This type of three-edged knife didn't have just one cutting edge like ordinary knives, but rather had three.

Typically, special forces soldiers would be equipped with such gear during special operations; it was illegal for ordinary people to have them.

Of course, that was another story for someone like Yuan Heng.

A standard three-edged knife would be 30 centimeters long, with a very sharp blade. In the middle of the blade, there would also be three small barbs.

These barbs could instantly penetrate any type of flesh, and in terms of sharpness, they were several times more so than the blade of the three-edged knife itself.

If the three-edged knife was stabbed into a person's body, along with the barbs, it would certainly tear a large wound, almost impossible to stitch closed.

And if help didn't arrive in time, the victim could bleed out and die.

If it were an ordinary knife, even if it were used to stab the middle-aged man ten times, he wouldn't be afraid, because he knew Ye Ling wouldn't kill him.

But it was because Ye Ling wouldn't kill him that the middle-aged man feared the three-edged knife all the more.

Surviving under the three-edged knife's threat was an absolute torture!

Ye Ling, holding the three-edged knife, walked back and forth around the middle-aged man, murmuring to himself, "Tell me, where should I stab you?"

"The thigh? No, even if a wound were torn open there, it wouldn't hurt much."

"The arm? Forget it, I might as well just cripple your hand directly."

"The chest? Even less likely, what if you bleed out? I certainly don't want you to die yet."

"So the only choice is..."

With that, Ye Ling's gaze fell on the area between the middle-aged man's legs and his waist.

What's there? Any normal person would know.

Seeing Ye Ling's gaze turn towards him, the middle-aged man shuddered and scrambled backward.

"What... what are you going to do?"

The middle-aged man asked, trembling.

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He really couldn't imagine what it would be like to be stabbed there with the three-edged knife.

Shen Yuexin stood not far away, following Ye Ling's gaze, eventually resting on a certain part of the middle-aged man.

She couldn't help but frown, but then a cold expression appeared on her face.

To Shen Yuexin, any enemy deserved to die.

And those like the middle-aged man who had ambushed her deserved death all the more.

"Guess what I'm going to do?"

Ye Ling toyed with the three-edged knife in his hand, saying with a smile, "I'll tell you, I'm going to... stab your chrysanthemum!"

"I'm telling you, people from Holy Spirit Pavilion are already on their way here, I'm not joking with you, it's still not too late for you to stop!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man spat out a chip from his mouth.

The chip was broken, but it was flashing a red light continuously, clearly a communication device.

"A sensor!"

Yuan Heng recognized the device, his expression immediately darkened.

"Senior, this guy is right; he must have already used the sensor to inform others of his current situation. If there are others from Holy Spirit Pavilion nearby, they will definitely come quickly. We shouldn't stay here long!"

Yuan Heng hastily said.