"Fellow Daoist, watch out."
With that, the four of them raised their wooden staffs and charged at Ye Lin.
Ye Lin lifted his own wooden staff, spreading his legs apart. At that moment, he seemed nailed firmly to the bamboo raft.
His entire body was like a sharp sword.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The wooden staff in Ye Lin's hand whirled without pause, his staff techniques forming an impenetrable curtain. These people could not find even the slightest opening.
Facing four alone, Ye Lin did not fall into the slightest disadvantage.
They were all Primordial Unity Mystic Immortals, so their reaction speeds were naturally not slow.
But the man before them was a little strange.
It was as though he could sense every movement they made before they even made it.
Before their attacks could land, the person before them had already judged them.
After such an exchange, the four men's arms, legs, and even chests were covered in red marks. One look was enough to tell that Ye Lin had hit them hard.
Beyond that, one man's leg was bleeding continuously, twisted at a strange angle. It was clearly broken.
"Get down."
Ye Lin suddenly stomped on the bamboo raft beneath his feet.
The bamboo raft abruptly tilted forward.
Taking advantage of the four losing their balance, Ye Lin swiftly struck with his staff. Every blow landed precisely on their bodies, and in an instant, all four were knocked into the water.
Ye Lin slowly withdrew his wooden staff.
Even without cultivation, I'm still invincible.
"Holy crap, he's that strong?"
Seeing this, the other four bamboo rafts immediately paddled away for their lives, vanishing from sight in the blink of an eye.
The current was so rapid that falling into it basically meant death.
Their partners were gone, so naturally