Top Immortal Emperor in the City

Just as Zi Hai finished speaking, he used a bit of force and instantly broke Gao Jianzhong's neck. Wen Lin and Yue Shan who were at the side saw this, their mouths twitched, and they stared coldly at Heng Yanlin.    

And right now, Gao Jianzhong's eyes and Gao Yingfei's eyes were extremely similar. The two of them never thought that they would actually die at Heng Yanlin's hands!    

"Good thief, you have successfully angered me, the one called Mu Shishan, is also a woman that you care about right? At that time, I will not kill her. I will directly send her to some places and have her take turns receiving guests, as well as your family. I will not let any of them go.    

Wen Lin looked at Gao Jianzhong who was on the ground, and the corner of his mouth twitched.    

Hearing this, Heng Yanlin immediately shrugged his shoulders, "I'm sorry, my hand slipped and I was able to pinch him to death. I have to say, this fellow's neck really can't resist using force."    

Heng Yanlin shook his hands, and then looked at the two people in front of him.    

"The things that you two said would not be realized. As far as I am concerned, by sending the two of you into the ground, this matter will naturally not happen."    

"It won't appear?"    

Zi Hai heard and laughed out of anger, then he pointed at Heng Yanlin and said, "Then I will first break every bone in your body, and then I will drag your family in front of you, and kill them afterwards, and show you, whether or not it will work!"    

After he finished speaking, Zi Hai let out a loud roar, and rushed towards Heng Yanlin. Because he was using too much strength, even a part of the ground beneath his feet collapsed from the stomp.    

Seeing that, Heng Yanlin's eyes squinted, after that he also struck out his palm, clashing directly with Zi Hai.    

"Bam!"    

A gale spread, causing deep marks to appear on the ground. Zi Hai's body, at this moment, explosively retreated a few steps, his expression extremely solemn.    

He was not injured in that exchange of blows. However, it was at this moment that he felt as if he had directly hit a gigantic mountain. That incomparably vast force had completely blocked his first palm attack, and even he himself had suffered a backlash.    

"How is it?"    

Wen Lin who was at the side also noticed that something was amiss. Heng Yanlin did not move an inch, but Zi Hai continued to retreat countless of steps, and within their sect, they had never seen anyone that Zi Hai met, that was how things were.    

"Humph!" "You do have some strength. No wonder you dare to speak so arrogantly. However, do you really think that you can act so arrogantly just like that? Then, you are completely mistaken!"    

Zi Hai shook his head, he then moved his body, and assumed a posture, releasing an invisible force from his body.    

When Wen Lin saw this, he immediately dodged to the side, and with a serious face, he looked at Zi Hai who was accumulating energy.    

This move was called the Tiger Roar Fist. Once it was used, the faint sound of a tiger's roar could be heard. If one practiced it to the extreme, then there would be the sound of a dragon's roar and a tiger's roar.    

At that point, it was as easy as crushing a mountain to break a rock!    

Heng Yanlin frowned slightly, then looked at Zi Hai in front of him. He was expressionless, as though he was waiting for his opponent to make a move.    

When Zi Hai saw this, he instantly felt like he was being looked down upon. Anger flashed across his face, and after that, he roared and pounced towards Heng Yanlin, and in that moment, the sounds of dragons and tigers sounded out.    

At this moment, the nearby Fallen Leaf was pushed to the side by the invisible wave of air. From the looks of it, it was extremely frightening.    

Heng Yanlin was still standing in place and did not move until the fist arrived in front of him. Then, he slowly extended his hand and placed it on that fist.    

Boom!    

After a deep muffled sound, countless dust particles were swept up and dispersed under the influence of a strong gust of wind, revealing the scene within.    

At this time, Zi Hai, who was originally extremely imposing, was now kneeling on one knee twenty five meters away from Heng Yanlin. Traces of blood continuously flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were already filled with shock.    

His most powerful move, was actually blocked by Heng Yanlin's light technique. Forget about it, even if it was himself, at this moment, he was also severely injured.    

"It seems that this is already your strongest move."    

Heng Yanlin calmly looked at Zi Hai, and then clenched his right hand, causing Zi Hai to instantly be sucked into his palm, exactly the same as Gao Jianzhong before.    

A hint of panic suddenly flashed through Zi Hai's eyes. If this continued, he felt that his neck would definitely be broken by Heng Yanlin.    

"If you dare to touch me, your entire family will die with you!"    

Zi Hai was filled with resentment, as he stared straight at Heng Yanlin, who was in front of him. He had not expected that fellow to be so powerful, and if he had known earlier, he would have directly captured his woman, and used her as a hostage!    

"Leave these words for me. Don't worry, your accomplices will be coming down with you soon."    

After Heng Yanlin heard this, he softly said this. In front of Zi Hai's terrified eyes, he instantly broke his neck.    

"You ? You actually dared to kill him!"    

Seeing that Heng Yanlin did not hesitate, and had broken Zi Hai's neck, Wen Lin's heart immediately went cold, and then he looked at Heng Yanlin in disbelief.    

Hearing this, Heng Yanlin did not reply. With a flash, before even Wen Lin could react, he had already grabbed onto's neck.    

"My master is a grandmaster. If you dare to kill me, then just wait for death!"    

Seeing such a familiar scene appear on his body, Wen Lin's heart was already completely filled with fear. He wanted to struggle free from Heng Yanlin's hands with all his might, and at the same time, harshly warned him.    

"Grandmaster?"    

Hearing that, Heng Yanlin turned his head, he had never heard of this kind of address before.    

"Grandmasters are invincible! No matter how powerful you are, you are definitely no match for my master. If you let me go, I can still give you a way out!"    

Seeing that he was unable to struggle free, Wen Lin's face was filled with viciousness, he looked at Heng Yanlin and said sternly. At this time, his eyes were flickering non-stop, wanting to find an opportunity to escape from Heng Yanlin's hands.    

"Where is your sect?"    

Heng Yanlin looked at the man in front of him, and then asked coldly.    

"Do you still want to come knocking?" Hearing this, Wen Lin's face was full of astonishment, and he looked at Heng Yanlin with an extremely shocked expression. From the looks of it, Heng Yanlin was obviously looking for him.    

"Speak!"    

Heng Yanlin exerted a little strength and pinched Wen Lin until his face was flushed red.    

"Cough, cough, on the Cloud Falling Cliff Mountain!"    

Sensing the threat of death, Wen Lin instantly cried out and told her the address.    

"Crack!"    

With a clear and melodious sound, Wen Lin's brain seemed to be extremely weak, as it was pushed to the side, making him look extremely strange.    

Heng Yanlin lightly flung his arm and threw the corpse to the side. With a light stomp of his feet, he swept through the forest like a roc.    

"Stop, I'm not their man, do not attack!"    

In the instant that Heng Yanlin landed, a cry of alarm rang out, followed by an extremely miserable man running out of the forest on one side. As he ran, his eyes were filled with fear.    

Where did this fellow come from? How could he kill someone so easily? Furthermore, it was so easy. This caused them to feel incomparable terror.    

"If you don't stop, I'll kill you too."    

Heng Yanlin looked at the fleeing figure, and said indifferently. The figure's body froze, and then he stopped, his face was filled with an expression of mourning.