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Chapter 117 Death

Lin Yan seized the fighter plane and attacked the impatient man with his hidden weapon. The moment when the impatient man was a little lost, the Qing Lei Sword that had been prepared for a long time in his hand moved quickly, and at an extremely fast speed and maximum force, it blasted towards the impatient man's chest.

I saw a blue light flashing like lightning in the air.

"Boom...puff..."

Then, there was a loud noise, as if something was hitting together.

The impatient man who was originally standing in front of Lin Yan flew back like a ball. In the air, the impatient man opened his mouth and spewed out a lot of blood. He was seriously injured.

"Boom boom boom..."

The impatient man who flew backwards violently hit the ground and made a series of sounds.

"Ahem...Ahem...Sneaking, sneak attack, you actually attacked, so cruel, so cruel, you actually attacked, despicable villain, despicable villain, have the ability to fight me openly!"

The impatient man coughed a few times, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, looked at Lin Yan angrily, shouting loudly, with a rainbow of momentum, approaching Lin Yan.

Indeed, Lin Yan's sneak attack, coupled with the attack of the Qinglei Sword, had seriously injured the impatient man. He saw that his chest was already broken, with blood mixed with minced meat and blasted clothes mixed with it, stirring together, with dirt on his head, dirt on his mouth and face.

It is completely different from the clean and impatient man before.

"The successful one becomes the king, and the loser becomes the enemy. No matter what means you use, as long as you win, you win. Only those who win have the right to speak. You are the one who will die. No matter what you say, your words will disappear in this space. No matter how you say it, no matter how you know you. At that time, what's the use of what I say is the truth. What's the use of telling me?"

Lin Yan curled his lips slightly and said coldly, slowly moving towards the impatient man who was lying on the ground.

In his previous life, when reading history books, Lin Yan had already known such a theorem: history was just written by the winner. This theorem is common, whether in the previous world or in the Jiuzhou Continent.

Indeed, a dead person has no right to speak at all. No one will remember him. What people believe is the words of the living person, and the victorious person.

"You...you, what do you want? Don't...don't kill me, don't kill me...please don't kill me..."

The impatient man did not expect that Lin Yan would refute his words like this. He felt the murderous aura emitted by Lin Yan. The impatient man who had already suffered severe injuries immediately changed his attitude and begged for mercy to Lin Yan.

The path of cultivation is far away. Although he has only cultivated to the tenth level of the Martial King, he is already a good practice in the secular world. Therefore, he cares about life particularly because if life is gone, there will be nothing, and the hard-working cultivation will disappear in vain.

Therefore, as long as he survives, he is willing to compromise with Lin Yan.

"I have said long ago that you are going to die, and it is useless to beg for mercy from me now!"

Lin Yan's words, without any trace of fireworks, in Lin Yan's heart, the life of the impatient man had already come to an end.

"I have money, I have martial arts, and as long as you let me go, I am willing to be a cow and horse for you, as long as I can keep me alive..."

Seeing Lin Yan without any intention, he felt Lin Yan's murderous aura getting closer and closer, and impatiently the big man begged for mercy in fear.

At his age, living for a few decades is not a problem at all. Therefore, when death is infinitely close, the desire to survive makes him put aside everything. Now he just wants to live. As long as he can live, everything is good.

"I will do it when I say it, you go down!"

Faced with the impatient man's begging for mercy, Lin Yan did not hesitate at all, both on the surface and in his heart.

The indifferent voice was like the sound of the killing god, and the word was typing in the heart of the impatient man.

Then, Lin Yan, who walked to the impatient man, quickly raised the Qinglei Sword in his hand and blasted the impatient man's head. There was no trace of stopping, no hesitation, and the iron heart was nothing more than that.

"No……"

The impatient man shouted in horror, his eyes almost jumped out of his eyes. When facing Lin Yan's decisive killing, he felt a very terrifying aura in his heart. This was not fear of death.

But he was very sorry for Lin Yan's fear. Why did he provoke such a person? Such a person with firm will and decisive killing must be nothing in the pool. Whoever provokes him will be dead.

This is what the impatient man thought of before his death, and at the moment when his death came, he realized it.

However, at this time, it was already late, and a blue cold light flashed over the impatient man's head.

"Boom..."

Then, there was a loud noise that spread throughout the wilderness.

The Qing Lei Sword in Lin Yan's hand really hit the impatient man's head.

The impatient man left calmly because at the last moment, he had already understood it.

After completely killing the impatient man, Lin Yan's mood was still dull and without any fluctuations, as if he had cut a watermelon.

Then, Lin Yan searched the impatient man and classified the important things on him as himself. However, there was nothing important to the impatient man except money.

The prey of the weak is the supreme law of this world. Only living is the most important, and only life is the most important person. If a person has nothing to do with your life, then what you have in the world will be classified as others.

Come naked, walk naked, and live in the world. What you need to take care of is your own life. Only life is complete, truly and truly, and only with your own. Only with life can you control other things.

"Boss, you're so amazing, you're a challenge above the level, that's the strength of the King of Martial Arts. You'll be killed so quickly. It's really amazing..."

When Lin Yan put the silver notes on the impatient man's body into his arms, Yin Yue quickly ran over and sent a message to Lin Yan.

Yin Yue felt a lot about Lin Yan's battle, and her horizons widened a lot. Her admiration for Lin Yan has even risen to another level.

"You kid, don't flatter me here. You know how much this strength, which is known as the tenth level of Martial King, is at best just about the ninth level of Martial King. What's more, this person's will is not firm and it will be a matter of sooner or later defeat."

Lin Yan's words rang faintly in Yinyue's mind.

Indeed, although the impatient man claimed to have reached the tenth level of King Wu, his true strength was not strong. Lin Yan felt that the impatient man was not even able to pass a few moves in Sun Yan's hands, and the difference between people of the same class was also huge.

It's like Lin Yan, who can challenge him at the eighth level of Martial Arts, kill him with his strength at the eighth level.

"I know, I know, boss, your Miss Eshi seems to admire you very much. She had sealed her heart, but after you fought, her eyes became more and more energetic. I think she fell in love with you... It's unreasonable. You have become like this and look so ugly. How could Miss Eshi fall in love with you... I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out..."

Yin Yue returned to her previous cynical appearance, looking shocked. Looking at Lin Yan, the sound of words rang in Lin Yan's mind.

Yin Yue's words made Lin Yan look black and shouted: "What a kid nowadays, why are you so precocious..."

Indeed, Yinyue’s actual age is just a few years old.

"Okay, boy, the matter has been resolved now. Go and ask Miss Eshi about your life experience..."

Lin Yan pondered for a moment, then spoke.
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