Chapter 92: Path Hunter! The Five Blue and White Saints
"It seems that no matter what kind of world or society we live in, this kind of thing is inevitable."

A cold, teasing voice was heard.

The red-haired man suddenly looked up and asked, "Who!?"

After seeing Lin Yan clearly, he frowned: "Who are you? This is my Yan Xihong's villa. Do you want to start a war by barging in?"

There are only about 300 people on the path, and they probably all know each other. As privileged people, they can be friends with each other. Except for those with personal grudges, most of the people on the path have a decent relationship and there are almost no conflicts.

But he thought Lin Yan was a stranger, could he be a newly born pathfinder?

"I'm here to kill you. Use whatever abilities you have. This is the last time you can show them off in your life."

Lin Yan was very calm, and the light blade popped out and pointed at Yan Xihong.

"Damn it... Where did this madman come from? This is not the era of fighting and killing anymore. Why is he looking for death when he has a good life?!"

Yan Xihong couldn't understand it, but still made way and rushed towards Lin Yan.

"Pong!"

Lin Yan released his own path and collided with Yan Xihong.

A terrifying energy pulse burst out, shaking and cracking the entire top of Yunding Mountain.

The entire villa was shattered, and all creatures within the explosion range were turned into bloody mist.

"So strong!?"

Yan Xihong has been practicing for forty years, and is now only at the second stage of the path, the Wanderer.

Lin Yan's path strength is considered strong even among those who have reached the end of their path!

"Um……"

Probably after realizing the strength of his own path, Lin Yan shrank directly to the size of an atom and appeared in front of Yan Xihong.

"What!?"

Yan Xihong's eyes widened. He had never heard of such an outrageous way of fighting.

"die!"

Lin Yan raised his knife and chopped off Yan Xihong's head in an instant.

The smoke and dust cleared.

In the ruins, the tied girl struggled out, the energy shield on her body dissipated, and she stared blankly at Yan Xihong's head in front of her.

This high and mighty devil, this bastard who could dominate her life with just one sentence, just died like that? !
She looked at Lin Yan's back, her eyes filled with tears.

But Lin Yan was not in the mood to listen to her words of thanks. The reason why he protected the other party during the shock just now was just out of some familiar compassion.

"boom!"

He stood up with a bang and flew quickly towards the next target.

On this day, explosions continued to be reported in cities across the Rulong Empire.

When the police rushed over, they all felt an indescribable shock...

Every explosion represents the death of a passer-by!
Lin Yan's revenge killing was so ostentatious that countless people witnessed it.

He even rushed into a venue with tens of thousands of people and hacked a celebrity passer-by to pieces in front of everyone.

Although the five holy nations were frantically suppressing the news, it was of no use. The speed at which word of mouth spread the news sometimes even surpassed that of the Internet.

In just three to five days, the name of the Path Hunter had spread throughout the five holy nations, and everyone was discussing it in agitated excitement.

"It's so scary. Although the news has been suppressed, from what I heard, more than fifty people have been killed by this mysterious strong man in the past few days!"

"Whenever he strikes, he kills his target in a very short time. Many eyewitnesses claim that the mysterious Iron Hunter can kill anyone instantly!"

"Shocking news! A 'Road Ender' was killed by the Iron Hunter!"

Everyone was frantically discussing the identity and purpose of this hunter, and most importantly, many people were discussing the hunter's combat power.

He seemed to only kill those who passed by, so these ordinary people had nothing to do with it and kept discussing it as a topic of after-dinner conversation.

Holy City. "Just received confirmation that the 100th Pathfinder, Cananzi, has fallen..."

The leader of the Holy Kingdom of Sucha had all his facial features squeezed together, as if he was constipated.

"Damn it, damn it! What on earth is going on? Canaanzi is the strongest man in the world! He is an old senior who has made it to the end of the path. Apart from the five adults, who can defeat him within a minute? "

"It's unimaginable..."

Everyone felt heavy in their hearts.

"Based on the intelligence gathered over the past few days...we speculate that he is most likely from the White Mist District."

The leader of the Rulong Holy Nation rubbed his brows and said, "Our steel fortress outside the White Mist Area was completely wiped out from the world, and then, one passer-by after another was killed.

If this was all done by the same person.

Judging from the fact that he has the power to wipe out a city directly from the world, he is very likely already a Saint Domain strongman..."

"What!?"

"A new Saint Domain expert has appeared in the White Mist Region!?"

"This is ridiculous, it's absolutely ridiculous!"

Several leaders of the Holy Nation were so shocked that they jumped up from their chairs, their eyes wide open and they denied repeatedly.

What is the concept of a holy place?
That is the ultimate existence that can completely change the world! One person can suppress an entire holy nation and is invincible in the world!

In the entire blue and white star, only five have been born in the past hundred years!
"So how do we explain what's happening now?"

"If it wasn't a madman from the White Mist District who kept hunting for revenge, what other possibilities are there?"

"...In short, in this situation, we only have two choices. One is to gather all the passers-by together in advance to prevent them from being hunted.

The other thing is to ask a few adults to help..."

"Why, we old guys don't show up. Are you planning to wait until the entire Blue and White Star is turned upside down before notifying us?"

A cold laugh was heard.

Several figures walked in from the entrance of the temple, shrouded in halos, so holy that one could not look directly at them, as dazzling as gods.

Their body proportions and faces are extremely perfect, so perfect that they look like they are not human at all.

Judging from their faces, they are just young men in their twenties or thirties, full of vigor and vitality, with a restrained gleam in their eyes, completely unlike the old guys they think they are.

"Gulu..."

Several leaders' foreheads were immediately covered with sweat. They all stood up and bowed to the five beings who entered the temple: "Please forgive us, sirs. We were negligent..."

"No need to apologize. Just be more careful in your next life."

The young woman smiled slightly, and a long blue hair flew out, turning into a deadly sword that pierced the heads of the five ninth-level gifted leaders.

They are above everything and all rules are nothing but waste paper in their eyes.

The leaders are just slaves chosen by them to manage the Blue and White Star. If they don’t do a good job, they can just kill them and replace them.

Anyway, as long as they are here, nothing will change in this world.

"Are you the candidates for the leadership of this election?"

The bald young man turned around and looked at the group of old men and women shivering behind him: "Then let's follow the previous rules. Let's each pick someone we like to fill the positions of these useless people first."

"Um……"

The others nodded without objection.

"Send out a call to the Holy Land, and ask all those who pass through to come to the Holy Temple. The so-called hunter brat will naturally come as well."

None of them had much interest in Lin Yan's background or motives.

They just thought he was a mosquito that disturbed their enjoyment. Since he appeared, they could just slap him to death. No one would ask why a mosquito was buzzing in his ear.

(End of this chapter)