Chapter 1375 Your Own Choice

"Old man, please untie your son's clothes, let me try."

After hearing Yi Yun's words, the old man had tears of excitement in his eyes. He hurriedly unbuttoned his son's clothes, and Xiaoxiao also hurriedly fetched a basin of hot water.

Just when Yi Yun pinched Wang Mu's wrist, intending to use his vitality to guide Wang Mu's dantian, he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance, and then -

"Peng!"

The gate of this other courtyard was kicked open directly, and the wooden courtyard door couldn't bear the force at all, and was almost kicked away.

A middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper walked into the courtyard gate with square steps. Beside him was a handsome young man in white, holding a folding fan. A strong man.

"Old man Wang, why are you still here, you bastard?"

While the middle-aged shopkeeper was talking, he had already come to the back room. Without him talking, the man beside him kicked open the door of the back room.

"you!"

Seeing this young man barging in suddenly, the old man's heart froze. He didn't expect that when Yi Yun was about to save his son, these evil stars would appear.

"Huh? Is your dying son still breathing? I told you a long time ago that your house has already been given to me. It is kind of me to let you live for so long. If your son dies, I don't care. Don't die." In my house, bad luck!"

After the middle-aged shopkeeper finished speaking, he noticed Yi Yun. He glanced at Yi Yun, "Who are you?"

Yi Yun put down Wang Mu's wrist and looked at the shopkeeper who was slightly fat. With a quick glance of his perception, he knew that the other party's cultivation level was ordinary, and he was not a person who could stand on the stage at all.

On the contrary, the young man behind him seemed to be capable, but it was only for his age, and to Yi Yun's side, he didn't stand out at all.

Moreover, some characteristics of this young man caught Yi Yun's attention. Yi Yun found that the aura in his dantian was different. There was an extremely dignified aura there. This aura even projected onto the surface of the young man's body. An ivory-like tattoo was formed on the chest.

"Wu Ling..."

Yi Yun had read the introduction about the Wuling clan on the map of Jiuli Wu Kingdom before. This tattoo was called "Wuling".

It is the symbol of the Wuling clan. The purer the bloodline of the Wuling clansman, the more mysterious the lines engraved in this tattoo.

Regardless of Guixu or Twelve Emperor Heavens, due to the inheritance of blood from ancient times, various races have been formed. For example, the race of Old Snake and Snake Girl is a mysterious ancient clan that has declined.

As for the Wuling clan, it is also an ancient race that has been passed down for hundreds of millions of years, and their clansmen have a very strong sense of racial superiority.

Seeing that the fat shopkeeper turned his finger on Yi Yun, the old man's heart tightened. These people acted domineeringly and unreasonably. He was afraid of implicating Yi Yun, so he hurried forward and said, "This young master is just a guest in my teahouse. I invite you He came to treat my son."

"What? See a doctor? Hahaha!" The fat shopkeeper laughed loudly, "Your son is already a useless person, he is only half alive, and you still want to save him? You are trying to laugh me to death."

The young man beside the fat shopkeeper casually sized up Yi Yun, then looked at Wang Mu's old father, and said with a chuckle, "Are you Wang Mu's father? Well, my father is an old trash, and it's also pitiful."

The young man's words were very harsh and mercilessly ironic. In fact, he is an inner disciple of the Wuling clan, and his background is also very background. As he is, he doesn't care about Wang Mu's house at all, he wants Wang Mu's house It was the fat shopkeeper, and this young man came to see Wang Mu's miserable appearance.

Back then when Wang Mu joined the Wuling Clan, he was amazingly talented. He was highly valued by an elder of the Wuling Clan and gave Wang Mu a lot of resources. This made the young man jealous. Now he came here to see Wang Mu's half-dead appearance.

"Haha, he came from a humble background, so of course his knowledge is superficial. It's ridiculous that he even found a mortal who came to Wucheng to make a living, in an attempt to heal his son."

The so-called Ordinary Clan is what the Wuling Clan called ordinary human races. Yi Yun knew before that the Wuling Clan in Wucheng was very xenophobic. Yi Yun was not surprised by the contempt in the young man's eyes.

In this regard, he just smiled slightly, and then slowly raised his hand.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Yi Yun's strike was like lightning. The fat shopkeeper felt his eyes go dizzy, and then a sharp pain came from his face. His whole body was sent flying, spinning rapidly in the air like a spinning top.

"Peng!"

The fat shopkeeper fell heavily on the ground, his mouth was covered with blood foam, and he spat out seven or eight blood-stained teeth. Yi Yun's slap almost smashed the right half of the fat shopkeeper's face, even His right eye was blinded.

"Ah! Ah..."

The fat shopkeeper screamed. He looked at Yi Yun with resentment and disbelief. He never thought that in Wu City, there would be a mortal directly attacking him!

"Young master, you can't do it!"

The old man was very anxious when he saw this situation. He didn't expect Yi Yun to be so impulsive. Although the fat shopkeeper's cultivation was not good, he belonged to the Wuling clan after all, and that young man looked like he was from the Wuling clan. A genius, the consequences of beating them would be disastrous. Although Yi Yun was quite capable, how could he offend the Wuling clan?

"It's really life-or-death." The young man with the folding fan saw that the fat shopkeeper was half-killed by Yi Yun's slap, and the look he looked at Yi Yun was not anger, but pity. To him, the fat shopkeeper was also It's just a dog under him, he doesn't care at all, "The mortals who just arrived in Wucheng don't know whose world is in Wucheng, do you know how you will die? It may be so miserable that you can't even imagine... ..."

The young man had just finished speaking when suddenly——

"Snapped!"

Another slap, and Yi Yun's slap was ten times faster than before. Before the pity in the young man's eyes could change, Yi Yun slapped him firmly on the right cheek!

The attack was exactly the same, and the position of the hit did not change. The young man screamed, his body was the same as that of the fat shopkeeper, he rolled over a dozen times in the air, and fell heavily on the ground, his right face was covered in blood!

Yi Yun beat him worse than the fat shopkeeper. The young man's entire right face was not only bloody, but even the bones were exposed, and all his teeth were knocked out. There were only a handful of big teeth left on the left side.

However, this young man has a stronger ability to resist the beating after all. Although he was beaten like this, he did not pass out. His hair was disheveled and he was almost crazy.

"Little... bastard, you dare to hit me, do you know who I am, kill... kill him!"

The young man pointed at Yi Yun, and the three big men behind him had already rushed forward. The three of them cooperated tacitly. One attacked Yi Yun's Tianling, one attacked Yi Yun's heart, and the other attacked Yi Yun's dantian.

The three of them locked Yi Yun's three vital points from three directions.

But immediately after, Yi Yun's figure disappeared instantly.

A blue sword pierces through the void, slashing across the trail of death.

"Shhhhhh!"

The three trajectories directly penetrated the chests of these three people. Their whole body's breath was locked, and then the skin outside their bodies froze, turning into ice sculptures one by one!

"what……"

The young man was frightened all of a sudden, his men were not dead, they were still alive, but they couldn't move at all.

And Yi Yun did all this in the blink of an eye. How could it be that a boy from the mortal clan he met by chance had such strength?

And at this moment, the young man suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and a sword pressed against his throat like an ice snake.

At that moment, the young man's breathing was stagnant. It was the first time in his life that he experienced the feeling of being held against by a sword. Although he was afraid, he was not frightened. Don't dare to kill him.

Yi Yun held the Huanxue Sword in his hand and said, "Sign a master-servant contract with me, otherwise tomorrow today will be your death day."

Master-servant contract?

Hearing this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief. He understood why Yi Yun signed the master-servant contract. It was because he didn't dare to kill him, but he was afraid that he would leak the news, so he wanted to sign the master-servant contract and let him keep the secret. But how could he let Yi Yun fulfill his wish?

He sneered, and said: "It's ridiculous, you are a lowly mortal, you actually want to enslave me, do you know who I am! Your strength is just because you have practiced for a long time, and there is no way to maintain a youthful appearance Secret method, you are just an ant in the Wuling clan, you'd better let me go quickly, otherwise you will be sucked out of your soul and refined, and die in great pain..."

"Really? I wanted to give you a chance to live. Since you choose to die, I will grant you."

As Yi Yun spoke, he raised his hand again.

"You... what are you doing!?"

The young man was taken aback. At this moment, he felt an extremely terrifying life-and-death crisis, "Wait...wait..."

"This is your own choice."

While Yi Yun was speaking, his palm dropped heavily!

"Snapped!"

With a bang, Yi Yun's slap firmly slapped the young man on the left side of the face, but this time the attack did not slap the young man to bloody flesh. His eyes also lost their spirit. Yi Yun's slap shattered the young man's soul!

At the same time, with Yi Yun's thought, behind the young man, the three ice sculptures all shattered into a pile of ice scum and scattered on the ground, and the three big men who had been frozen were also smashed to pieces.

After that, Yi Yun touched the interspatial ring unhurriedly, and took out a green earthen jar.

Although the ancestor of Wanshen is in this city, as long as he does not confront others, but only causes some waves and handles them cleanly, no matter how imaginative the ancestor of Wanshen is, it is impossible to connect these things to himself body.