Dog Blood Poured Over the Head

"You... what do you want to do!" Lian Cuihua screamed as she saw Yi Yun approaching. "You little beast, you've contracted the plague, do you want to infect the whole clan?"

Lian Cuihua was no pushover. Seeing that Yi Yun had suddenly become so terrifying, she suddenly remembered that Yi Yun had contracted the plague and started shouting, trying to get the crowd to her aid.

"Folks, this little beast must have been possessed by a ghost after he died, otherwise how could he be so powerful? He's possessed, have you forgotten? That's right!"

Suddenly, Lian Cuihua remembered something, and with her thin body, she pushed her way out with all her might. She didn't know where she got the strength, but she moved extremely fast in the crowded throng.

"Get out of my way, all of you get the fuck out of my way!"

She ran out, and then ran back a moment later, carrying a wooden bucket.

She looked at Yi Yun, a sinister smile flashing across her face.

"You little beast, you think you're invincible just because you're possessed by those filthy things? Watch me kill you!"

Lian Cuihua spoke, she splashed water from the wooden bucket in her hand at Yi Yun!

The wooden barrel was filled with a scarlet liquid, and a fishy smell emanated from it.

This is outrageous!

Before the tournament, the Warrior Reserve Camp killed two hunting dogs, planning to feast on them after the competition.

After killing the hunting dog, the dog's blood was stored in the wooden barrel, with dog intestines, dog hair, dog heart and lungs floating inside. Now, all of this was splashed onto Yi Yun!

The people of Yunhuang believe that dog blood can ward off evil spirits.

Those unclean ghosts and spirits dare not move at the sight of dog blood. If they were splashed with dog blood, it would be like a person getting splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid, completely corroding them.

The phrase "drenched in dog's blood" means exactly this; it's a metaphor for someone who has been insulted being so badly insulted that they're completely paralyzed and speechless.

Lian Cuihua genuinely believed that Yi Yun had crippled Zhao Tiezhu by being possessed by evil spirits. She thought that as long as she splashed dog blood on him and burned away the evil spirits, all that would be left was Yi Yun, who looked like a little chick, whom she could manipulate at will.

Lian Cuihua now really wants to cut off Yi Yun's hands and feet, then hang him up with iron hooks and burn him alive. It would be too easy to just say that Yi Yun is possessed by evil spirits and incite people to burn him to death.

A basin of filthy dog blood spilled out caused gasps of shock among the people!

At that moment, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Yi Yun's eyes.

As for Lian Cuihua, a woman who didn't know martial arts, Yi Yun wouldn't have bothered with her at all if she hadn't attacked Jiang Xiaorou.

But now, he knows even more clearly just how vicious this woman is.

Some people are so vicious to the core. Such people are a scourge in this world, regardless of whether they know martial arts or are women.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, without Yi Yun making any move, the bucket of spilled dog blood exploded right in front of Yi Yun!

Blood splattered everywhere, but not a single drop landed on Yi Yun.

On the contrary, it was Lian Cuihua who got a real beating!

"Ah!"

Lian Cuihua let out a scream, her hair disheveled, yet she continued to shriek, "You demon, you little beast, you little bastard! Cough cough cough..."

Lian Cuihua couldn't speak anymore at the end; Yi Yun had grabbed her neck!

Lian Cuihua stuck her tongue out, rolled her eyes, and her limbs twitched.

"Help... help me..."

The will to survive made Lian Cuihua say those words with great difficulty.

At this moment, the surrounding crowd was so frightened that they all retreated.

They would never dare to attack Yi Yun. The common people of the Great Wilderness are all cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong. In fact, they have a deep-seated servility in their bones. They will subconsciously obey the strong. Only in front of the weak will they show their fierce and tyrannical side and become man-eating wolves, just like when they collectively attacked Jiang Xiaorou before.

Lian Cuihua finally became frightened. She looked at Yi Yun with fear in her eyes.

She still doesn't understand why Yi Yun suddenly became so powerful. He doesn't seem to be possessed... because possessed people can't avoid melodramatic scenes; they're terrified of them like mice seeing a cat.

"You... you're going to... hit a woman? Cough... cough..."

Lian Cuihua spoke with difficulty, her voice trembling.

Yi Yun laughed, "I never hit women."

As he spoke, Yi Yun loosened his grip slightly.

Lian Cuihua finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her courage grew a little. "You'd better let me go quickly, and then beg Young Master Lian mercy. He might let you go. You've become more powerful, but can you defeat Young Master Lian?"

Lian Chengyu was like a god in the Lian Clan.

He possesses absolute authority!

These days, thanks to Lian Chengyu's publicity, people know the specific realms of martial artists before the Purple Blood Realm. Lian Chengyu at the peak of the fifth level of Mortal Blood, while Zhao Tiezhu is only at the first level of Mortal Blood. The difference between them is like heaven and earth.

Although Lian Cuihua was afraid of Yi Yun, she remembered that she worked for Lian Chengyu. With Lian Chengyu backing her up, why would she be afraid of this little scoundrel?

If Lian Chengyu were to make a move, wouldn't he have crushed Yi Yun to death in one fell swoop?

Thinking this way, Lian Cuihua became bolder and bolder. She felt that Yi Yun letting her go was a sign of good judgment.

"If you don't kneel down and apologize to Young Master Lian now, he'll skin you alive. You think you're so great just because you defeated that coward Zhao Tiezhu? Compared to Young Master Lian, Zhao Tiezhu is nothing but a worm, and you're just a slightly larger worm!"

Lian Cuihua shouted, trying to scare Yi Yun, but that was indeed what she was thinking. As a Purple Blood Realm martial artist, Lian Chengyu's strength was unfathomable!

As for Zhao Tiezhu, let this good-for-nothing who can't even beat a child die. Lian Cuihua wouldn't bother with any old feelings for a useless person.

Upon hearing Lian Cuihua's threat, Yi Yun smiled again, and then, without warning, he slapped her across the face.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Lian Cuihua's entire body was sent flying by Yi Yun's slap.

She spun three and a half times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, leaving everyone dizzy and disoriented!

Lian Cuihua was completely stunned by the beating, and bloody bubbles kept coming out of her mouth, like a fish that had been smashed to death.

Lian Cuihua struggled to move, trembling as she touched her left cheek, only to find it completely deformed and a bloody mess!

She felt something in her mouth, opened it, and spat out more than a dozen blood-stained teeth.

Yi Yun knocked out all the teeth in her left jaw!

"Uh... uh..."

Lian Cuihua looked at Yi Yun, wanting to say something, but her tongue and face were rotten, so she couldn't speak at all. In fact, when she looked at Yi Yun, her pupils were dilated, and her eyes lost focus.

She moved her lips with difficulty, making muffled sounds. Her voice was already distorted, but Yi Yun still understood, or rather, guessed, that Lian Cuihua had asked him if he never hit women.

Did I say that?

Yi Yun countered with a question, Lian Cuihua managed to blink.

Yi Yun rubbed his hands and said calmly, "Hmm... I was talking about the past. In the future... it won't happen again. If it's time to fight, it will still happen."

Lian Cuihua scolded Yi Yun, it was one thing, but she shouldn't have bullied Jiang Xiaorou.

Yi Yun found it hard to imagine how Jiang Xiaorou survived the day she lost contact with him and was surrounded by a group of villagers pelting her with cow dung.

In this other world, Jiang Xiaorou is Yi Yun's closest relative, and he will not allow anyone to harm her.

As soon as Yi Yun finished speaking, Lian Cuihua spat out a mouthful of blood and immediately fainted.