Chapter 200: Changing Faces Faster Than Turning a Page

On the wide Battle Stele Plaza.

There were many figures.

Yet at this moment, the scene was eerily silent.

Everyone maintained the posture of looking up at the sky, their expressions somewhat dull.

Where the many gazes converged was a tall figure.

At this moment, this figure was staring at a bedraggled figure covered in blood, a look of mockery on their face.

"If Lingxi hadn't wanted to use you to practice, do you think you could have hopped around in front of Wang for so long?"

The voice had just fallen.

Wang Jianqiang threw a punch.

An extremely condensed fist force turned into a shockwave and shot out.

Wherever it passed, the air twisted visibly to the naked eye.

Lin Yichen's expression turned to shock.

Rolling black Qi surged from within their body, gathered in front of them, and turned into a layer of defense.

The next moment, the fist force arrived.

The black Qi defense suddenly exploded.

After breaking through the black Qi defense, the fist force was not neutralized, but continued forward, landing on Lin Yichen's body amidst their horrified gaze.

Lin Yichen's entire body exploded with a bang, turning into a mist of blood filling the sky.

Fresh blood drifted down.

Everyone subconsciously touched the bloodstains that had fallen on them, and looking at the crimson on their fingertips, they were all plunged into shock.

Their Shenmu City Battle Stele number one, the undefeated legend Lin Yichen, had just been killed like this!

The strongest person among the enemies hadn't even really made a move.

Just that woman who possessed a Dao Domain had completely crushed them!

"Senior Brother, why did you kill them?"

After Lin Yichen fell, Mu Lingxi came to Wang Jianqiang's side, somewhat unhappy, "That person's mouth was so annoying, I originally wanted to kill them myself."

"Uh~"

"I didn't expect that their strength had dropped so much after being beaten by you."

"To think they couldn't even withstand one punch from me."

Wang Jianqiang spread their hands innocently.

Hearing the two's conversation.

Whether it was Xing Li on the Stone Stele or the crowd watching the battle on the Square, all were speechless.

Lin Yichen was indeed in a weakened state at the end, their strength far worse than at their peak.

But they were still much stronger than the average Golden Core Stage Perfection cultivator.

For such combat power to be blasted apart by a single punch...

This was truly a bit exaggerated!

Mu Lingxi was always someone easy to coax; hearing Wang Jianqiang's explanation, she stopped dwelling on it.

She immediately let it go.

Wang Jianqiang turned their head to look at a figure in the distance who was quietly fleeing.

They spoke indifferently, "If you don't want to die, you had best stay honestly where you are."

Their voice was not loud, but with the reinforcement of Spiritual Power, it instantly reached Long Tao's ears.

Long Tao's figure stiffened.

They had wanted to leave quietly; as long as they could escape here safely, they could immediately enter the South City District.

The South City District forbade fighting.

As long as they entered the South City District, they would no longer need to worry about being hunted by these few people.

But they hadn't expected the other party's perception to be so keen.

They had only just turned to flee this place when they were detected.

They hadn't seen how fast this man was, but they had seen the speed of the woman who had beheaded Lin Yichen.

Whether it was the lightning element or the wind element, the speed bonuses were extremely high.

It made that woman's speed reach a terrifying level.

With her prepared, it was absolutely impossible for them to force an escape!

Thinking of this, their expression struggled for a moment.

In the end, they chose to stay honestly where they were.

"This guy is quite clever."

Wang Jianqiang smiled when they saw this.

"Senior Brother, what about this person?"

Just then, Mu Lingxi pointed at Song Renshou, who was bound under the Battle Stele, and said to Wang Jianqiang, "They were so arrogant before, why not just keep them bound here until their life force is exhausted."

Hearing Mu Lingxi's words, the hearts of the people on the Square turned cold.

This woman looked so beautiful, growing up like a fairy who didn't eat the food of mortals.

Who would have thought her actions would be so ruthless!

"Golden Core Stage cultivators have long life force; to exhaust it in this state would take at least a month or two."

Wang Jianqiang shook their head, "Our time is precious; it's not worth wasting it on this person."

"Just kill him directly."

"Senior Brother is right; it was Lingxi who didn't think it through." Mu Lingxi nodded obediently, forming a sharp contrast with the ruthlessness she had displayed earlier.

Wang Jianqiang smiled and ruffled the top of her head, then looked toward the top of the Battle Stele, his gaze landing on Su Yutong.

"Yutong, that Lin Yichen earlier couldn't take a beating, so you didn't get to finish him off yourself."

"As for this Song Renshou, do you want to handle him yourself?"

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Su Yutong looked at Song Renshou, a flash of icy coldness crossing her face.

The reason she had been targeted by Lin Yichen in the first place was entirely thanks to Song Renshou.

Back then, Lin Yichen had ordered Song Renshou to help him scout for attendants.

After a chance encounter with her, Song Renshou had told the news to Lin Yichen.

This led to her being noticed by Lin Yichen.

The reason she knew of this matter was because she had sensed something was wrong, and after fleeing back to the South City District, Song Renshou had told her himself in order to provoke her into seeking revenge.

"Many thanks, Uncle Wang."

Su Yutong nodded to Wang Jianqiang and leaped down from the Battle Stele.

In the blink of an eye, she arrived before Song Renshou.

Song Renshou was bound by Mu Lingxi's Spiritual Power and could not move.

Looking at Su Yutong, his eyes were filled with terror.

"So you know how to be afraid too?"

Su Yutong looked at him coldly.

"Daoist Friend Su, spare my life."

Song Renshou's face was deathly pale, his voice revealing panic, "I was also coerced by that Lin Yichen back then; I couldn't help myself."

"Things have reached this point; don't bother with lies that wouldn't even fool a three-year-old child."

Su Yutong pointed a finger, and Song Renshou let out a miserable shriek as a bloody hole suddenly appeared on his body.

Fresh blood bubbled out from the bloody hole.

However, although this wound was gruesome, it was not in a vital area.

Even though Song Renshou's injuries were more severe, he did not die.

Following that, Su Yutong's slender fingers pointed repeatedly.

One bloody hole after another kept appearing on Song Renshou's body.

Each time, she avoided his vitals.

Song Renshou's miserable shrieks spread throughout the entire Battle Stele Plaza.

The cries were shrill and wretched.

Every time he let one out, it sent a chill through the hearts of everyone in the Square.

By the end, Song Renshou's voice had become incomparably hoarse.

Finally, due to the accumulation of severe injuries, he completely lost his life force.

Until his death, his vitals had not been struck even once.

Everyone looked at Song Renshou's body, which resembled a honeycomb, and swallowed hard.

Their gazes wandered continuously between Wang Jianqiang, Su Yutong, and Mu Lingxi.

Which demonic faction did these people come from?

They were each more ruthless than the last!

Seeing that Song Renshou had already lost his breath, Su Yutong shook her head with regret, flickered, and returned to Wang Jianqiang's side.

Standing obediently beside Wang Jianqiang, she said in a charming voice, "Uncle Wang, Song Renshou is dead."

A moment ago, she had been the image of a cold-blooded female demon.

Yet now, she gave off the obedient feeling of a girl next door.

The contrast was far greater than what Mu Lingxi had shown earlier.

It made everyone's brains nearly crash.

Which sect did they come from?

How could they all change their faces faster than flipping a book?