Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

Lin Xuan held the pale-faced woman in his arms and called out to her several times.

But there was no response.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and her breathing was so weak it seemed she could stop breathing at any moment.

Even the blood from the wound on my wrist was flowing much slower.

shocking.

Anger instantly engulfed his entire body!

He pressed two fingers firmly on several acupoints on An Lan's wrist, and the bleeding slowly stopped.

After doing all this, he suddenly looked up.

His gaze swept across the room.

The old man, whose mouth was bloodied and who looked neither human nor ghost, was staring at him with his dark red eyes.

There was also a young man in a suit standing to the side, looking utterly shocked.

Is it him?

The man I saw in the elevator on the top floor of the company yesterday afternoon, he's actually from the An family?

"It's you!"

The man in black robes also recognized Lin Xuan, who had thwarted his plan to capture An Lan in the garage last time and severely injured two of his tree slaves.

Tonight, he actually barged in here again!

"This aura...you stole her yin essence!"

The next second, the man in black sniffed and smelled a familiar scent from Lin Xuan's body.

That is... An Lan's Yin essence.

An Yongchang was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

He looked at Lin Xuan, then at An Lan, who was unconscious in Lin Xuan's arms, and his face instantly contorted with overwhelming rage and anger.

"You slept with An Lan?!"

He pointed at Lin Xuan and roared furiously.

Without the slightest hesitation, he threw a punch directly at Lin Xuan's face.

The punches whistled through the air, fast and ruthless.

After all, he had practiced martial arts with the old man for twenty years. Even though he had never found that "qi", he was still far superior to ordinary people!

Bang!

Then An Yongchang felt as if he had crashed into a large truck.

He was sent flying backwards!

As he flew away, time seemed to slow down.

An Yongchang stared wide-eyed as he watched himself get further and further away from Lin Xuan.

The man was still holding the unconscious An Lan in his arms, and he didn't even look at him directly.

Just one punch...

Why?

I've been practicing for so long, I've had a master guiding me, and I'm about to become a successor of ancient martial arts!

How could she not even withstand one of his punches?

wrong!

An Yongchang suddenly realized something, and his pupils contracted sharply.

It's because of him!

He stole my Yin essence! That was my destiny! The power that should have been mine!

If it weren't for him, An Lan's Yin energy would have transferred to me, and I wouldn't be so weak now!

It's all because of him!

An Yongchang felt a surge of anger and resentment, but his body was no longer under his control.

He fell heavily to the ground a few meters away, rolled twice, and then everything went black as he lost consciousness.

Lin Xuan didn't even glance at him.

His gaze was fixed on the old man in the black robe.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and asked coldly, "Who exactly are you? Why...?"

Before he could finish speaking, the old man in the black robe suddenly raised his hand and pointed his withered finger at him fiercely!

Lin Xuan instantly felt as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake, and the hairs on his body stood on end!

A large hand suddenly grabbed him by the back of his collar and quickly pulled him backward!

It's Wang Dali.

Lin Xuan was dragged out of the wooden house and staggered back a few steps before regaining his balance.

He looked up and saw a wisp of black smoke appear out of thin air where he had just been standing. It twisted and tumbled in the air before slowly dissipating.

If you're even a second later, the black smoke will engulf you.

Wang Dali released his grip, stood beside him, his brow furrowed, and stared at the old man inside the room:

"Be careful, this old man is quite powerful! That last attack was a Gu poison!"

Lin Xuan's heart pounded like a drum.

insanity?

Do these things from novels really exist?

He handed An Lan, whom he was holding, to Wang Dali and said in a deep voice, "You take her away first, I'll hold him off."

"Trying to leave?"

A hoarse, cold laugh came from inside the house. The old man slowly walked out of the wooden house, his dark red eyes particularly eerie in the darkness.

He looked at Lin Xuan with greed and excitement in his eyes, as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

"I never expected this! You actually delivered yourself right to my doorstep!"

The old man licked his lips, a strange smile spreading across his face.

"Killing you will allow me to reclaim my Yin essence! Hahaha, heaven is on my side!"

With a wave of his hand, two dark figures rushed out of the shadows on both sides of the wooden house!

It was those two tree slaves!

They still look the same.

His bluish-gray skin was covered in cracks, his eyes were bloodshot, and his movements were stiff yet incredibly fast.

One blocked their path, while the other flanked them from the side; their teamwork was impeccable.

Lin Xuan and Wang Dali stood back to back, their eyes scanning the approaching enemy.

Wang Dali gently placed An Lan against the wall.

Then he stood up, stretched his neck and wrists, and his knuckles cracked like popping beans.

"Looks like we can't leave." He grinned, a fighting spirit gleaming in his eyes. "Brother Lin, which side do you choose?"

Lin Xuan stared at the old man in black robes and said, slowly and deliberately, "I'll deal with him."

"Are you sure? That old man is the most troublesome; he's incredibly cunning."

"Give it a try!" Lin Xuan nodded.

Wang Dali glanced at him, then burst into laughter: "Alright! Then I'll play along with these two!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already charged towards the two tree slaves!

Bang!

The two collided instantly, producing a dull thud and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, pushed off with his feet, and rushed towards the old man.

however

The old man had no intention of confronting him directly.

He flashed away, his entire body seemingly weightless, floating backward.

Its speed was extremely strange. It didn't seem fast, but it always managed to create distance just as Lin Xuan was about to get close, like a withered leaf drifting in the wind.

Lin Xuan lunged three times, but missed each time.

As the old man retreated, he raised his hand and tapped repeatedly.

With each raise of his hand, a wisp of faint black smoke drifted from his fingertips, silently approaching Lin Xuan.

The black smoke was almost invisible in the darkness; one could only feel its chilling aura upon approaching it.

Relying on his instinctive sense of danger, Lin Xuan dodged four or five times in a row, each time narrowly missing the target.

But that black smoke was too eerie.

They don't attack in a straight line; instead, they move through the air like living creatures, tracking his movements!

At this rate, there simply won't be enough true energy!

Lin Xuan gritted his teeth and transferred some of his true essence to his feet, suddenly increasing his speed and catching the old man off guard.

The distance between the two was rapidly reduced.

"what?"

The old man let out a soft exclamation. Although he was somewhat surprised, he was not afraid. As he retreated, several wisps of black smoke simultaneously emanated from his body.

Their sheer number formed a barrier in front of him.

Lin Xuan was too fast and had no time to dodge, so he plunged headfirst into the black smoke.

The moment he was enveloped in black smoke, Lin Xuan froze.

In an instant, it felt like countless fine needles piercing the skin at the same time, or like millions of ants crawling into the blood vessels and climbing along the blood to the heart!

It hurts and itches!

It almost made him kneel down.