Everyone was startled by the sudden outburst of murderous intent coming from Lin Yun. At this moment, Lin Yun was like an asura who came from hell, looking at Cheng Tong’s corpse. Despite the fury in his heart, his face was calm and cold, making everyone’s heart jump. He only met with Cheng Tong, and he could tell that Cheng Tong had suffered a lot of torture. This meant he persisted for a long time before ratting him out.

“Champion of the Nirvana Banquet, come with us!” Liu Chen indifferently looked at Lin Yun.

“He’s a disciple of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion. You want to take him away as you wish?” Gu Jun released his Quasi-Saint’s aura.

“Ha.” Liu Chen coldly said, “The disciple of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion can kill the heir of my Liu Saint Clan? My father already said to capture Lin Xiao if he’s willing to come. If he’s not willing, we’ll bring his head over.”

When he finished, the two Quasi-Saints beside him dashed forth. This immediately made Mei Zihua and An Liuyan nervous. Even Gu Jun’s expression became grave and nervous. He could only block a Quasi-Saint, and the other Quasi-Saint could easily capture Lin Yun’s group of three.

Not to mention Liu Chen was at the pinnacle of the Profound...