Since the opponent is so determined to kill him, he doesn't need to hold back anymore.

This is a life-or-death battle, and there can't be any more hesitation.

In the next moment, while performing the Unrivaled Light Skill, Lin Yifan also displayed the Witchcraft Palm, looking for targets to attack.

His first target was the black-clad man at the Early Stage of Divine Transformation Second Realm because such a person was easier to hurt, and their resistance to poison was weaker than those at the Middle Stage and above, making it easier to kill them.

Lin Yifan's advanced qinggong made him difficult to handle for the black-clad men at the Divine Transformation Second Realm. However, they believed Lin Yifan wouldn't last long as their experts would soon arrive, and Lin Yifan was doomed to die tonight.

Just as they were planning to delay and wear down Lin Yifan, he suddenly counterattacked.

"Bang!"

Caught off guard, a black-clad man at the Early Stage of Divine Transformation Second Realm was struck by Lin Yifan's Witchcraft Palm on the shoulder. Instantly, poison spread through his bloodstream, reaching his internal organs, and corroding his body.

Despite resisting with all his might, he died within half a minute.

After death, his entire body shriveled up, leaving only skin and bones, a terrifying sight.

Everyone was stunned; they never expected such a result from one palm strike by Lin Yifan. They no longer dared to underestimate him.

"Damn! What martial arts is he using? Why is it so vicious?"

"No idea, maybe his palm is coated with poison powder or venom."

Lin Yifan was a disciple of the Medicinal Saint Valley, which was well-known, so it wasn't surprising he knew how to refine poisons.

However, they didn't understand why a disciple known for detoxifying and saving lives would suddenly use such sinister poison techniques.

"Everyone be careful! Don't get hit by his palm again. As long as we hold on until our elders arrive, we can handle everything!" someone reminded.

Actually, they didn't want to act so soon because not all their people had gathered, and their high-realm experts hadn't arrived. But seeing Lin Yifan trying to escape, they had no choice but to intercept him first.

Another reason for acting early was their belief that they could handle Lin Yifan, who was at the peak of Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm, a notion that turned out to be vastly mistaken.

Meanwhile, the prison boss next door was full of fear; he never expected Lin Yifan to use such a sinister martial art.

Unfortunately, it was too dark to see what martial art Lin Yifan was using. However, he had a suspicion that Lin Yifan might be using the legendary and extremely dangerous "Witchcraft Palm."

The "Witchcraft Palm" was the martial art he most longed for and remembered. He hoped Lin Yifan was using it, so he could help Lin Yifan without any reservations.

Lin Yifan would inevitably use this kind of sinister and poisonous martial art again, as only such techniques could help him escape danger.

He prayed that the next time Lin Yifan used this martial art, it would be under the bright moonlight, so he could see it clearly.

After a fatal move, Lin Yifan quickly turned from defense to offense, attacking the black-clad men in the cell who were trying to assassinate him.

The situation reversed rapidly, catching many black-clad men off guard.

However, whether a tiger or a lion wins is still uncertain.

They could also deliver fatal blows, so they didn't fear Lin Yifan.

Lin Yifan knew that direct attacks wouldn't work against this group of black-clad men, so he chose to strike from behind, using stealth.

With his Unrivaled Light Skill, Lin Yifan moved incredibly fast, making it hard for them to keep up. However, they relied on their strong perception to sense Lin Yifan's position and block his attacks.

After several attempts, Lin Yifan's attacks only hit their weapons, making him anxious and uneasy.

As a cultivator at his realm, it was difficult to continue performing the "Witchcraft Palm," a super martial art.

Now, he had to admit, the black-clad men who were on guard were really hard to handle!

After all, their realms were much higher, with significantly better reaction abilities.

But Lin Yifan was not someone who gave up easily; he would continue to fight until all the black-clad men were dead.

Continuously flying, moving positions, and looking for opportunities; Lin Yifan patiently waited for the next unprepared prey.

Soon, he found a black-clad man at the Middle Stage of Divine Transformation Second Realm who was caught off guard.

In the next moment, he immediately unleashed the Witchcraft Palm, striking the black-clad man's shoulder.

The black-clad man realized the danger and immediately sat down, using all his cultivation power to resist the highly toxic poison on his shoulder.

However, he couldn't hold on for long and eventually died.

"Serpent Spirit Qi" was the most poisonous gas in the world. Unless you kept it out from the start, once it entered your bloodstream and meridians, you were bound to die from the poison.

The potent toxicity was beyond horrifying; once again, everyone was terrified. Seeing a living person turn into a dried corpse before them, nothing could be more terrifying.

Now, they were filled with fear and anger, vowing to kill Lin Yifan, that bastard.

"Demon! I'll kill you!"

They rushed at him with weapons, teeth clenched, wishing to tear Lin Yifan to pieces.

"Demon? Hmph!" Lin Yifan sneered.

The real demons were them. So many people came to assassinate him, yet they shamelessly thought they were the good ones. Ridiculous.

Angry people easily exposed weaknesses, so Lin Yifan kept dodging attacks and looking for opportunities to strike.

"Bang bang bang!"

After landing several palm strikes, the ground was now filled with cultivators sitting and circulating qi to resist the poison.

Now it was time for Lin Yifan to seek revenge.

Just as he was about to attack and kill the black-clad men on the ground who were healing, several more black-clad men arrived outside the prison.

The aura of these black-clad men was immense, beyond what he could handle, even with the Witchcraft Palm.

Lin Yifan's face turned pale with fear, sensing his end was near. Before them, he felt like an ant, unable to challenge their authority.

"What to do? Am I really going to die here? I'm not willing! I'm not willing at all!"

Lin Yifan roared in his heart, retreating continuously in fear.

Seeing the ground littered with corpses, the newly arrived black-clad men were furious. Lin Yifan was too ruthless, and they couldn't allow such a scourge to remain in the world, harming humanity.

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