Violent Beating of the Blood Clan

Were they really impossible to kill? Naturally, Ling Yun didn't believe that.

This time, Ling Yun left Qingshui well prepared. His house-sized spatial ring was completely filled, and he even brought eight pairs of underwear and two dozen pairs of socks!

Ling Yun had countless trump cards to defeat these three members of the Blood Clan. At this moment, he was simply playing with them because he wanted to analyze each of their unique strengths.

"Hey, adorable fella, you've really surprised me today! God, who would have imagined that you possess that much strength? Unbelievable!"

Evidently, Chester didn't put in everything he had earlier. He was merely trying to grab Ling Yun and didn't expect to be sent flying by a simple fist. Instead of being terrified of Ling Yun, he was actually pleasantly surprised.

Ling Yun remained still as he chuckled. "It's nothing much… Just enough to finish you off…"