Chapter 9 Rise again
Qin Yun's fist collided with Liu Yuanhai's iron fist, producing a strong sonic boom. Both of them were pushed back a few steps.
"Humph!"
Liu Yuanhai snorted coldly and exerted his strength on his toes. His speed instantly tripled and he arrived in front of Qin Yun in the blink of an eye.
Qin Yun was suddenly shocked and hurriedly wanted to defend himself. However, Liu Yuanhai directly slapped Qin Yun's chest and sent him flying more than ten meters away.
Qin Yun's entire body crashed into the wall, and the wall cracked like a spider web.
"Was that … Yin Slaughter Palm just now?" The knowledgeable person exclaimed.
Everyone was also shocked. The Yin Slaughter Palm was Liu Yuanhai's famous skill. Back then, with the help of the Yin Slaughter Palm, Liu Yuanhai had killed three martial artists of the same level with one versus three.
Now that Liu Yuanhai had such a prestigious reputation in the Qingning Town , besides being the steward of the Liu Clan, his strength was also one of them.
However, he did not expect that Liu Yuanhai would actually use the Yin Slaughter Palm as soon as he got up. It seemed that he had made up his mind to kill Qin Yun.
"So fast, such a fierce palm technique!"
Qin Yun's throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spilled out. He looked at Liu Yuanhai coldly.
"Xiao Yun!" Seeing that Qin Yun was injured, Liu Yanyun was immediately shocked and hurriedly wanted to run over.
"Don't come over, I'm fine!" Qin Yun immediately stopped him. Just now, he was so careless that he underestimated Liu Yuanhai. This caused his judgment to be wrong and he was struck by Liu Yuanhai.
However, it was indeed as Qin Yun said. Even if he was struck by Liu Yuanhai, it wouldn't be a big deal. With the protection of the Chaos Green Lotus, this small injury was nothing.
"I thought you were so capable. I didn't expect you to only have the strength to speak. I only used 30% of my strength and you can't resist." Liu Yuanhai sneered and mocked.
His Yin Slaughter Palm was a low-grade, middle-grade martial skill. It had always been known for its ruthlessness and viciousness. In the instant he executed his palm technique, his speed and strength could instantly increase by more than four times.
Just now, he had only used 30% of his strength to knock Qin Yun away. If he used all of his strength, wouldn't he be slapped to death with one palm?
"Although your palm technique is not bad, it is not enough to deal with me." Qin Yun sneered. Although Liu Yuanhai's palm technique was fast and fierce, it was not impossible for him to resist it.
"Really? Since that's the case, I'll let you taste the true power of the Yin Slaughter Palm!"
Liu Yuanhai's eyes instantly turned scarlet red. Four small dark red snakes of Spiritual Qi appeared on his body. They surrounded his body, and an incomparably powerful Yin Fiend Qi instantly erupted.
"Is this the Yin Slaughter Palm at full strength? How terrifying!"
The surrounding onlookers all widened their eyes. The release of spiritual energy was the symbol of an eighth level Heavenly Martial Cultivator, but ordinary eighth level Heavenly Martial Cultivators could only release strands of spiritual energy when attacking.
However, Liu Yuanhai was actually able to transform his spiritual energy into tiny snakes. This required an extremely high degree of control over his spiritual energy. Even ordinary ninth level Heavenly martial artists might not be able to do so. This meant that Liu Yuanhai had the strength of at least a peak eighth level Heavenly martial artist.
At the thought of this, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at Qin Yun with pity.
It was impossible for Qin Yun to defeat a peak Eighth Heaven martial artist against a martial artist who had just entered the Seventh Heaven with such a huge gap.
Qin Yun looked at Liu Yuanhai, who was wrapped in four small dark red snakes, and was slightly stunned. He did not expect that Liu Yuanhai would be able to control his spiritual energy to such an extent.
"Are you scared?" Liu Yuanhai's face was full of ridicule, but his eyes erupted with a fierce light.
Killing Qin Yun alone could not eliminate the hatred in his heart. He wanted to make Qin Yun feel fear, and then torture him to death bit by bit, so that he could thoroughly feel the fear of death and know what life was like.
"Afraid?" Qin Yun's lips curled into a cold smile. If this alone made him feel scared, then was he still the son of an Immortal Emperor?
"Ever since I was born, I have never known what fear is." Qin Yun stood with his hands behind his back. The clothes on his body unexpectedly automatically rose without any wind, and a faint green aura lingered around him.
Azure Spirit Wind Blade Palm. This was a palm technique that Qin Yun had accidentally comprehended when he was cultivating the Advanced Inferior Grade Sword Technique [Azure Spirit Wind Blade Thirteen Swords]. He hadn't used it yet.
However, Qin Yun was confident that this palm technique was definitely not inferior to an Intermediate Inferior Grade Martial Technique. It was perfect for dealing with Liu Yuanhai's Yin Slaughter Palm.
"You're courting death!"
Liu Yuanhai immediately shouted angrily and turned into a dark red afterimage that shot towards Qin Yun. In an instant, he arrived in front of Qin Yun and mercilessly slapped out a palm.
With a single palm strike, the little snake wrapped around Liu Yuanhai's body instantly seemed to be alive as it bit towards Qin Yun.
"Such a fast speed, such a domineering Yin Slaughter Palm." Everyone cried out in shock. In their eyes, Liu Yuanhai was like a Buddha Killer walking out of hell, terrifying to the extreme.
"Qin Yun is dead!" This was what everyone thought in their hearts.
However, just as everyone thought that Liu Yuanhai's palm would kill Qin Yun, Liu Yuanhai's palm pierced through Qin Yun's body.
"Could this be … an afterimage?"
Liu Yuanhai's pupils instantly dilated, and his palm actually missed, hitting Qin Yun's afterimage.
"Your speed is too slow!" Right at this moment, a voice came from behind Liu Yuanhai.
Liu Yuanhai suddenly turned his head and saw Qin Yun looking at him with a cold smile.
"How is this possible? When did he run behind me?" Liu Yuanhai was shocked and hurriedly slapped Qin Yun behind him.
"Eh … Another afterimage?"
Liu Yuanhai was stunned.
He actually couldn't catch Qin Yun's figure?
One had to know that if he used his Yin Slaughter Palm with all his might, his speed would increase by four times. This speed was definitely not inferior to the speed of an ordinary peak Nine Heavens martial artist, but even so, he was still unable to capture Qin Yun's figure.
"No … this is absolutely impossible. I'm going to kill you!"
Liu Yuanhai furiously roared, and the Spiritual Qi in his body instantly surged towards Qin Yun.
However, every time he attacked, he would hit Qin Yun's afterimage. This made him completely mad. The speed he was proud of was actually abused by a Seventh Stage Heavenly Martial Cultivator. How could he accept this?
"This …"
The surrounding onlookers were all dumbfounded, even Second Fatty and Liu Yanyun's eyes widened.
At this moment, as ordinary people, they were naturally even more unable to capture Qin Yun's figure. In their eyes, they could only see Qin Yun's figure in the entire tavern.
Meanwhile, Liu Yuanhai was frantically beating around in the tavern, but he couldn't find anything.
"It's time to end it!"
Right at this moment, Qin Yun's figure appeared behind Liu Yuanhai.
Liu Yuanhai was immediately shocked and hurriedly wanted to defend himself.
However, Qin Yun's speed was too fast. He immediately turned his hand into a palm saber and slashed down with one palm.
A sharp azure blade instantly flashed past like a bolt of azure lightning.
"No …"
Liu Yuanhai let out an extremely unwilling roar, but his body was sliced in half by the blade from shoulder to waist.
"Dead … dead!"
The onlookers looked at Liu Yuanhai, who had turned into two corpses, and were so shocked that they could not speak.
Second Fatty and Liu Yanyun also opened their mouths wide in shock, extremely shocked. fr(e)ewebnovel
However, Qin Yun did not have the slightest joy of victory. His pair of eyes were like hawks as he looked at a youth slowly walking out of the crowd, his face revealing a serious expression.
It was truly a wave that was uneven, a wave that rose again!
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