"Haha, you bunch of trash also want to kill me? That's hilarious!" Lin Yi burst into laughter.
"Kill!"
"Kill him!"
The group of men in black roared in unison, then charged toward Lin Yi, each unleashing every trick up their sleeves, displaying their formidable strength.
"A bunch of trash!"
Lin Yi snorted coldly, swinging his palm across the air, unleashing a vast surge of Spiritual Power from his hand that transformed into a giant palm imprint, bearing down on these people.
Bang bang bang!
The power of this palm was no small feat, instantly smashing these people into a mushy paste, their blood spattering on the ground.
"How is this possible, how is this possible!"
The remaining guards saw Lin Yi killing these Innate experts and were petrified, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
"Now, it's your turn!"
Lin Yi scanned the crowd with his gaze, and his figure suddenly vanished from the spot.