Super Resolution System

The "pile" on the ground also widened their eyes as they watched what happened in front of them. Shao Xin, who was lying on the ground, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.    

    

The young man also shut his mouth tightly, not daring to say another word.    

    

The people lying on the ground only felt a chill on their shoulders, as if their arms were going to be cut off by Lin Yaoyang.    

    

After Lin Yaoyang easily cut off Uncle Hee's arm, he threw a punch at Uncle Hee's face.    

    

Uncle Hee felt his vision go black, and then he fainted.    

    

Lin Yaoyang looked out the window. Someone was shouting outside the window.    

    

"Big Devil Lin is here! Big Devil Lin is here!"    

    

Lin Yaoyang could also feel several powerful auras appearing in the city in an instant.    

    

Lin Yaoyang knew that he couldn't afford to waste any more time here. There were already powerful experts coming out. If he delayed any longer, he would be captured.    

    

Lin Yaoyang carried Uncle Hee and walked to where Shao Xin and the others were. Shao Xin and the others thought that this place would be finished soon, but Lin Yaoyang wouldn't kill them all.    

    

Unexpectedly, the Uncle Hee in Lin Yaoyang's hand disappeared in a flash. The few of them widened their eyes in disbelief. Where had Uncle Hee gone to? Had he been taken away by Lin Yaoyang?    

    

Lin Yaoyang looked at them with no expression on his face. He waved his hand at them and all of them disappeared from where they stood.    

    

Lin Yaoyang placed them in his spatial storage. They still had a lot of value to them. They were his hostages, and he couldn't let them go so easily.    

    

After doing all of this, Lin Yaoyang turned around and looked at the cup of tea on the table.    

    

At this moment, Lin Yaoyang's appearance had changed. He had changed into the ordinary person who had inquired about the news when Lin Yaoyang entered the city.    

    

Lin Yaoyang was wondering if Third Uncle would be watching him at this moment.    

    

Lin Yaoyang flipped through the window and disappeared into the teahouse. No one saw where he had gone.    

    

Not long after Lin Yaoyang left, the teahouse was surrounded by hundreds of cultivators.    

    

What was shocking was that none of the cultivators here were below the Martial Emperor Level.    

    

Most of them were at the Martial Extreme Level.    

    

There were three or four Martial Saint Level.    

    

It forced people to rethink how terrifying the strength of this city was.    

    

The strength of all the major powers in this city had long surpassed the official powers of this city. At this moment, an old man with a gloomy expression was stroking his beard.    

    

He carefully looked around the teahouse.    

    

He was staring at the arm of Uncle Hee that was cut off by Lin Yaoyang. After a long while, he couldn't help but speak in an angry tone, "This devil is really bold. He actually dares to be so arrogant. He even dares to come back. Does he really think he can be lawless? "    

    

When the other Martial Saint Level heard this, he looked at him and sneered, "What? Can't you find his trail? I can't find him anyway."    

    

The Martial Saint who was stabbed snorted coldly when he heard this. He didn't say anything. Indeed, they were Martial Saint Level warriors.