Li Yun merely entertained a slight thought, and one or two seconds passed.
The Zhao Family guards who had arrived ahead of time to drive people away had already stormed up to Li Yun menacingly.
A wave of anger washed straight over Li Yun's face.
"You blind fool!"
"I told you not to block the way. Are you fucking deaf?"
"Get the hell out of my way!"
As the leading guard roared, he swung a hand at Li Yun. Clearly, seeing that Li Yun had not stepped aside, he intended to use violence to knock him away.
Violence!
How should one put it?
When Li Yun's cultivation had still been weak, he had not liked it. He felt that resorting to violence at every turn was simply too crude. Could violence solve problems? Idiots!
But once Li Yun's cultivation had grown strong, he realized that his former self had been somewhat shallow.
In this world, violence was sometimes the most convenient way to solve a problem—the straight line between two points.
And so—
Li Yun raised a hand as well.
A very, very restrained slap.
Far faster than the leading Zhao Family guard's strike.
Slap!
"Ah!"
A crisp slap rang out.
At the same time came a shrill scream.
The leading Zhao Family guard, a peak ninth-level Human Immortal whose combat strength should have reached Fifth Rank Human Immortal, was sent flying straight into the air.
Like a cannonball leaving the barrel, he crashed down at the feet of Zhao Huaguang and Fairy Mei.
"Hmm?"
Zhao Huaguang and Fairy Mei both stopped.
Fairy Mei's expression shifted slightly. From afar, she glanced at Li Yun, a trace of astonishment in her eyes.
Zhao Huaguang's handsome face, meanwhile, darkened.
One moment he had been smiling; the next, his expression had sunk as