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"Time to end it." Ling'er glanced in Ling Yun's direction, his expression cold. He slowly raised his lily-white hand, and with a slap in the air, the Great Master was instantly turned into a cloud of bloody mist, and not even his bones remained.

The sandalwood mouth slightly opened, and a ball of crimson flames flew towards the Second Manager's chest with lightning speed, burning a bloody hole.

With a tap of his finger, a bloody hole appeared between the Third Master's eyebrows.

Her jade-like hand lightly patted it as a gentle smile appeared on her face. She leisurely walked towards Ling Yun, slightly lifted his head, and said with a smile: "I did pretty good, didn't I?!"

Ling Yun gave her a sidelong glance, forcefully suppressing the thought of knocking on her forehead. He curled his lips, and said with a face full of disdain: "A quasi Martial King or above, took nearly half an hour to kill three Martial Master bandits. I wonder where your pride came from."

"You …" Ling'er was flustered and exasperated. She glared at Ling Yun, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Otherwise, with this lady's strength, a single slap would have turned them into mincemeat.

If he had known that Ling Yun would not play according to common sense, she would not have wasted such a long time.

Ling Yun and Ling'er easily killed their opponents, and the two leaders who were battling with Luo Feng and Qin Feng panicked. Their minds were in a mess as they seized the opportunity to heavily injure their opponents in one move, leaving them in a pool of blood in the air.

"God damn. You still dare to be distracted when fighting me? You truly have some guts." Qin Feng cursed, and his nose almost became crooked from anger.

The other party was already at a disadvantage, yet he still dared to be distracted. Wouldn't that be looking down on him?

With an angry snort, the long spear danced and the shadows of the spear made it impossible to tell if it was real or fake. With a vigorous leap, the long spear pierced the Fourth Boss' chest like lightning.

"AHH!"

The Fourth Boss howled miserably as his eyes widened. In the next moment, Qin Feng shook the spear shaft and shattered his internal organs. His eyes lost their luster and he stopped breathing.

And Luo Feng's opponent, the Fifth Master, wasn't much better. He was distracted at first and got hit on the back by Luo Feng's hammer.

If it wasn't for the protection of the spiritual energy, even his spine would have been smashed into pieces. However, the sharp iron spikes had caused a large amount of flesh and blood to form, and Luo Feng's brutal punch had crushed his head.

In less than a quarter of an hour, besides the burly man, all of the other seven leaders of the Flying Tiger Gang had lost their lives.

With their deaths, the bandits immediately lost their backbone, their faces full of fear.

"Let them go! The main culprits have already fallen, and just with these small fry alone, they probably won't be able to make any trouble at all. " Seeing the bandits who were fleeing in all directions while screaming for mercy, Qin Feng could not bear it anymore. He slowly walked to Ling Yun's side and said softly.

"They deserved to die!" Ling Yun shook his head, his face full of indifference and ruthlessness. "Which one of their hands isn't stained with the blood of innocent lives? Those civilians who have no way of resisting are being bullied by them with all sorts of methods. "

Qin Feng opened his mouth and finally let out a sigh. He did not try to persuade his again, but seeing the bloody scene, his heart softened for a moment.

These bandits were not worth sympathizing with. They had committed far too many evil deeds, and could not make up for their crimes. The only thing they could do was die!