Almost without any hesitation, the moment the four Nascent Soul cultivators appeared, Wang Lin’s Ji Realm moved. Thanks to a series of red lightning bolts, the four Nascent Soul cultivators let out miserable screams before they could even use their magic treasures. The Ji Realm formed a cage and trapped the four Nascent Soul cultivators.
At the same time, Wang Lin rushed into the cage. His hand moved like a knife and cut off that person’s head. He then kicked the head toward the tower.
The tower of heads gained another head.
Blood spouted out like a fountain and spread all over the ground.
Wang Lin suddenly turned. A flying sword had appeared in his hand. The attack of the flying sword made another head fall to the ground.
The tower of heads gained another head.
This all happened very quickly. In almost an instant, two of the four had died. The other two were trapped inside the cage, unable to resist. Filled with intense hatred, Wang Lin shouted, “Kill!” The Ji Realm cage closed in and cut through the remaining two Nascent Soul cultivators.
Blood rained down along with chunks of meat.
However, under Wang Lin’s control, their heads remained intact.
The tower of heads gained another two heads.
After killing the four people, Wang Lin stood straight up as he looked toward Teng Huayuan with a cruel smile.
When he saw that smile, Teng Huayuan’s heart became very cold. Four Nascent Soul cultivators were so easily killed. What level of cultivation had this Wang Lin reached?
Teng Huayuan’s scalp tingled. His previous assumption was incorrect. The restriction around the city wasn’t set by someone else, but by this fiend.
“Teng Huayuan, I’m here!” Wang Lin’s eyes were filled with hatred, but his actions were very calm. He even smiled.
As he was speaking, his right hand reached out and turned into a giant hand. He swept the hand across the city and grabbed more than a dozen people while they screamed in fear. Among these people were males and female, cultivators and mortals.
The moment Wang Lin’s words came out, he squeezed with his hand and all of their bodies exploded, leaving only their heads intact. Blood dripped all over Teng Family City. One drop even landed on Teng Huayaun’s face, causing him to tremble.
The tower of heads gained another 19 heads.
“Wang Lin!” A huge killing intent emitted from Teng Huayuan. He waved his hand. Suddenly, a golden flag appeared in his grasp. With a swing, the flag released a gas. The gas turned into a giant skull. The skull let out a roar and charged toward Wang Lin.