Slaying Song Heilong

Old Tang glanced at Lin Qing out of the corner of his eye and saw him rushing over quickly. His heart warmed; his willingness to lend a helping hand at this time was commendable.

However, having courage is a good thing, but you also need to have the corresponding strength, otherwise it's just throwing your life away.

A flurry of thoughts flashed through Tang Ping's mind in an instant. He was unaware that Lin Qing's strength had greatly increased, and his impression of him was still from when he first entered the Prefectural City Soul-Calming Office, when he was at the Transforming Force.

There is a vast chasm between the Transforming Force and the Pill Embrace Force, a chasm he has never heard of anyone being able to cross, not even a genius.

"Retreat! This person is powerful; don't throw your life away!"

With this in mind, Tang Ping parried the attacks while shouting at Lin Qing.

Song Heilong's gaze swept across the crowd and he saw Lin Qing charging towards him. He suddenly sneered, "Heh heh, you overconfident brat. If you had run away immediately, you might have been able to save your life. But since you charged at me, don't blame me for being ruthless. You will die today!"

Song Heilong, who should have pounced on Tang Ping, suddenly turned sideways and charged straight at Lin Qing.

Compared to Tang Ping, he most wanted to kill Lin Qing, after all, Lin Qing was someone Wang Ling had his eye on.

Tang Ping was shocked and immediately tried to intercept. Song Heilong glanced at him and saw Tang Ping's palm coming. He frowned, paused, turned around, and threw a punch.

Bang!

With a thud, fists and palms collided, and Tang Ping was suddenly blasted back several steps. He felt that Song Heilong was too powerful and he was completely unable to resist it. His right arm had completely lost sensation and even felt a faint pain, which was a sign that the bone was cracking.

Song Heilong did not pursue, but instead charged forward again, heading straight for Lin Qing.

"Prepare to die!"

The distance between the two closed rapidly, and in an instant, they were no more than thirty steps apart. A sharp killing intent suddenly erupted from Song Heilong's body. Behind the mask, his expression was ferocious, and he also had a hint of confidence that he had everything under control.

"Mountain-Crushing Fist!"

With a loud shout, as loud as thunder, Song Heilong threw a punch, and Lin Qing also met it with a punch of his own. His right arm was covered with layers of faint golden light, which was a sign that the Tathagata Force Possession had possessed him.

Crack!

When their fists collided violently, Song Heilong's arm snapped instantly. The immense force caused white bone fragments to pierce through his flesh and emerge from his shoulder, splattering blood everywhere.

Song Heilong let out a scream and retreated rapidly, his eyes filled with horror.

"What kind of monster is this? How can it have such terrifying punching power?"

Song Heilong exclaimed in surprise as Lin Qing's fist came crashing down. The force of the punch was explosive, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, and there was absolutely no way to resist it.

Lin Qing remained silent, then suddenly unleashed the "Swift as the Wind" Passing Glimpse, flashing forward with a speed increase of several times, seemingly flying close to the ground. In an instant, he caught up with Song Heilong, then abruptly turned his body, his right leg whipping out like a gust of wind, and fiercely struck Song Heilong.

Unable to dodge in time, Song Heilong raised his left arm to block, but was kicked away. His body flew high into the air, arced through the air, crashed into a wall not far away, and fell to the ground.

At this moment, his fighting spirit had been completely shattered. With a punch and a kick, he was severely injured, both arms were rendered useless, his internal organs were displaced, and he was in excruciating pain, unable to even stand up.

Tang Ping was dumbfounded. Was Song Heilong really that weak? Lin Qing had crippled Song Heilong so easily, leaving him with a dazed and unreal feeling.

Lin Qing was still not satisfied. He had originally planned to use Song Heilong to sharpen his sword and test his current combat power limit, but he didn't expect that Song Heilong would fall down before he even exerted his strength.

"He's useless too." Lin Qing walked towards Song Heilong, unable to resist making a complaint.

Upon hearing these words, Song Heilong felt only fear.

"First Grade, don't kill me yet!" he suddenly shouted, but Lin Qing, who had come close, had no intention of hearing him speak and kicked out, hitting him squarely on the left cheek.

Snap!

The Pure White Mask was kicked to pieces, along with Song Heilong's head.

Under the shocked gazes of many, his head exploded like a watermelon, blood splattering everywhere.

"It broke?" Lin Qing frowned. "So fragile, what a pity."

He strode forward and searched Song Heilong's body, but found nothing of value.

Then, he took out the Corpse-Dissolving Water and quickly poured it on the corpse. In a short while, Song Heilong had turned into a pool of filth, and his remnant soul was also collected into the Rebirth Record.

Old Tang leaned closer, his left arm wrapped around his right arm, glanced at the mess, and muttered, "To die like this is too easy for him. If you ask me, he should have been captured alive and taken back to be torn to pieces."

Lin Qing nodded slightly. "I accidentally went a little too far. I should have left him alive. It's also this piece of trash's fault; he's too weak to take a beating."

Old Tang glanced at Lin Qing, rubbed his still numb and throbbing left arm, and asked curiously, "Have you reached the Pill Embrace?"

"Yes, I just stepped in a few days ago." Lin Qing nodded.

"Hiss, no wonder Lord Wang values him so much, his growth rate is too fast. I was wondering why Song Heilong was so weak in front of you." Old Tang Zong looked at Lin Qing with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.

At this moment, the other Black-Clad Martial Artist in the alley either fled or died; almost all of them were intercepted.

Wei Dong also came over, looking impressed. "Brother Lin, you're too fierce! That bastard Song Heilong only knows how to bully ordinary people. He couldn't even last three moves against you. He's a real coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong!"

Lin Qing didn't reply. His gaze sharpened as he saw that inside the Wanghai Tower ahead, some Constable were still fighting with members of the Yinyuan Sect.

The most intense battles were fought between the three Executive and the Three Great Guardians.

The six men fought one-on-one, and every move and every collision caused a deafening roar, affecting many nearby houses, which collapsed into ruins.

"Old Tang, should we go and help the others?" Lin Qing asked.

He wanted to kill more Yinyuan Sect Fiend and harvest more remnant souls, but Tang Ping was in command here, so he couldn't act recklessly.

"No need. In this kind of collective action, everyone has their own task. Our task is to guard this alley. Unless there are orders from above requiring us to intervene, we'll just stay here and wait," Old Tang said in a deep voice.

"What a pity." Lin Qing nodded.

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For the next two hours, Tang Ping led his men to hold the alleyway. During the journey, several more foolish men in black rushed over, trying to break through the alley. However, Lin Qing decisively took action, suppressing them all with a single punch.

Each of his punches carries the force of 100,000 jin; under the Transforming Force, anyone who touches him will die instantly.

By daybreak, the battle had finally ended. The Wanghai Restaurant was in complete disarray; all the guests had fled, and many corpses lay on the ground.

Wang Ling's voice suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

"Operation complete. Everyone, return to the Soul-Calming Office's headquarters immediately!"

"Let's go!"

Old Tang called to everyone and quickly left.