C803 His Internal Organs Are Burnt
C803 His Internal Organs Are Burnt
Black Man only felt his vision blur. Before he could even see clearly, the spear in his hand was instantly snatched away.
When he came back to his senses, the gun was already in Qin Lei's hand. The black muzzle was aimed at his temple.
"Ah. . . Asiba. . . " Black Man was shocked. He was so shocked that he was tongue-tied. Cold sweat kept flowing down his forehead.
Who was the other party?
He was so strong that even the strongest hired assassin overseas was useless in front of him!
Jin Bolin's expression also changed slightly. His eyes became sharp.
He took off his suit jacket with a sullen face, threw it back, and threw a punch at Lin Muyun.
Black Man, who was behind him, also rushed forward.
In the blink of an eye, the troops from both sides started fighting. The entire hall turned into a scene of fighting, and gunshots were heard everywhere.
Lin Muyun also exchanged blows with Jin Bolin. Jin Bolin's punches were extremely fierce, and his inner strength was full. It was obvious that he also had a cultivation base.
Wherever his fist wind passed, even the air became scorching hot.
"Boom! Boom!"
As Lin Muyun dodged, Jin Bolin's fist landed on the marble table. The hard surface of the table instantly broke into pieces. The few pots of flowers on the table were burned by the scorching fist wind and immediately withered.
His pair of fists became red and hot, like two scalding blocks. The scorching hot fist wind almost burnt the hair of the surrounding people.
The surrounding crowd ran for their lives.
Qin Lei broke the neck of one of the Black Man's men. He was also covered in sweat from being roasted by the wind. He couldn't help but feel shocked.
He could actually turn his spiritual energy into heat. This Jin Bolin's cultivation base wasn't ordinary!
Jin Bolin leapt forward, throwing punches at Lin Muyun one after another, not giving him any time to catch his breath.
"Lin Muyun! You crippled my brother. Today, I will make you turn into ashes under my Fiery Fist!"
The whistling wind of the fist had already brought along sparks.
With every punch Jin Bolin threw out, a fiery light burst out in the air. The flames surrounded Lin Muyun from all directions.
The hall was swept up by the heatwave. The temperature rose and turned into a furnace in an instant.
The plants all withered and turned yellow. Even the goldfish in the fish tank flipped their stomachs. The water in the pond started to bubble, emitting waves of steam.
The rapidly rising temperature had long been unbearable for the crowd, and they all ran outside.
A foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes had no time to escape. His hair and clothes were all on fire, and he instantly turned into a person on fire. He screamed and rolled on the ground, his body burnt and smoking.
A few other hotel employees were also burned to the point that their skin and flesh were torn and they screamed in terror.
The hotel lobby instantly turned into a purgatory.
The people who were lucky enough to escape were extremely terrified!
Terrifying.
With just a few punches, To be able to burn a person to ashes, what kind of terrifying fist technique was this!
The entire hall turned into Old Lord Taishang's alchemy furnace. If an ordinary person were to stay there, they would definitely be roasted to death.
Not far away, Ding Qing, who was fighting Black Man, changed her expression slightly. She sent Black Man flying with a slap, then leapt towards Lin Muyun.
Just as an invisible flame was about to lunge at Lin Muyun.
Suddenly, Lin Muyun stretched out his hand and grabbed at the air.
The overwhelming heat wave was sucked into his palm like a long dragon sucking in water. The energy gathered into a fireball the size of an egg!
In an instant, the temperature in the entire hall suddenly disappeared. Like a basin of ice water being poured down, it immediately returned to cool.
Lin Muyun, on the other hand, was like an old monk in meditation, slowly holding up the fireball in his hand, and coldly raised his head.
"How could this be?"
Jin Bolin's expression changed and he threw out a few more punches.
However, all the scorching fists he sent out were sucked away by the fireball in Lin Muyun's hand, leaving no trace behind.
Jin Bolin turned pale with fright, and his heart was filled with extreme shock.
The Fiery Fist that he was proud of was the secret of Kim Clan. It had always only been passed down to his eldest son. The Kim Family had also relied on this kind of inherited fist art to defeat several experts. For the past hundred years, the Kim Clan had been in an undefeatable position.
However, Lin Muyun had effortlessly absorbed all of his fist wind.
What kind of strange technique was this?
Jin Bolin was shocked, and his mind went blank for a moment.
Lin Muyun's expression was indifferent. As a cultivator who was close to the late stage of the Golden Core, a low level cultivator like Jin Bolin was like an ant in his eyes.
Even if Jin Bolin used his full strength, in his eyes, it was just a baby playing. It was not worth mentioning at all.
Lin Muyun flicked his finger and the ping-pong fireball in his palm instantly flew towards Jin Bolin.
The ball of fire was like a bullet as it shot into Jin Bolin's abdomen.
Jin Bolin's body trembled, and he immediately froze on the spot, as if his acupuncture point had been pointed.
And the battle situation in the hall was gradually being controlled.
The ground was littered with Black Man, and the remaining few also had frightened expressions on their faces, and stood motionless.
What a joke!
Not to mention top assassins like Ding Qing and Angshan Ming, even the ordinary members of the Dragon Sky Group brought by Qin Lei had abnormal combat strength.
Their opponents were usually all ferocious and ferocious people. Now, it was child's play to deal with a group of thugs from the Kim Clan.
In the silence, Jin Bolin maintained his posture and stood in his original position like a statue.
Lin Muyun turned around and said in a flat tone.
"End of work. "
Qin Lei looked at Jin Bolin and quickly said, "Eldest senior brother, what about that brat with the surname Jin? Do you want to take him away?"
Before he could finish, suddenly, Jin Bolin's body. . . He was dead!
When they saw his condition, Qin Lei, Ding Qing, and the others all felt a chill on their backs.
Terrifying!
Jin Bolin's outer appearance was still intact.
However, his internal organs had already been burnt to charcoal!
Lin Muyun absorbed the heat of his Fiery Sun Fist and condensed it into a fireball that shot into his body. This huge energy instantly turned his internal organs into charcoal!
The entire scene was dead silent. Even Qin Lei was frightened and speechless.
The remaining Black Man was extremely frightened. He did not even have the strength to stand. He fell to his knees and trembled.
"Asiba! . . . What kind of powerful person is this. . . ?"
The manager who had escaped outside was dumbfounded!
In his entire life, he had only seen such scenes in movies. He had never thought that there would really be a peerless master like Lin Muyun in the territory of summer!
Under the respectful gazes of everyone, Lin Muyun turned around and walked out of the hall. His expression was leisurely, as if nothing had happened.
The Kim Clan was the Korea branch of the Dark Group. Now, he had found Jin Bolin's place first and killed him. This was also a warning to the Dark Group.
If he dared to attack him, he would first consider whether he was worthy or not!
Qin Lei suppressed his shock and called the police to clean up the mess.
The worship towards Eldest Senior Brother in his heart rose another level!
Lin Muyun's strength was unfathomable. Up until now, he had not even touched the edge. It was no wonder that Chief Long attached great importance and respect to Lin Muyun.