Chapter 322

Hand over Zhang Wan?

Martial artists with short hair and black clothes certainly wouldn't hand it over. They specialize in robbery. Now that someone has stolen their name, how can they just hand it over like this?

"We won't make friends with Zhang Wan. If you know each other, you should leave, otherwise..." The man in black shook the knife in his hand, stared carefully at Qin Yuan, and let out part of his mind to pay attention to the mysterious young man behind Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan also knew that now it seemed that there was no agreement at all.

"Since this is the case, the only way to see the truth is with the hands." Although Qin Yuan was not sure, his heart was full of enthusiasm.

He has practiced heaven-level spirit art for so long, and it is also a heaven-level kung fu. He has just advanced to the Wuzong realm, and has never fought with anyone before. He wants to try his own strength.

Qin Yuan drew out his sword, played a random trick with the sword, and rushed towards the black-clothed short-haired warrior.

When Yang Shu saw Qin Yuan rushing over, his figure flashed and appeared near Qin Yuan, following him like a shadow. His greatest mission was to protect Qin Yuan, and his second priority was to kill this black-clothed and short-haired warrior.

Qin Yuan is the suzerain's father, so nothing can happen.

"Raging Flame Saber Technique." The warrior in black saw Qin Yuan rushing towards him with astonishing aura, and his aura was not at all thin as he had just been promoted. On the contrary, it was a bit stronger than him. He immediately cheered up and used the strongest sword technique.

Qin Yuan watched the aura rising from the knife, braving red flames, and knew that the power of the knife was quite impressive, so he quickly concentrated his attention and stared at the big knife.

"Ah!" When the brave man wins on a narrow road, Qin Yuan roared, and with all his strength, he dodged his figure, dodged the coming sword, and swung his sword towards the black-clothed short-haired warrior's neck.

Qin Yuan often fought when he was a great martial artist, and he had a lot of fighting experience. His sword moves lightly, and he doesn't collide with heavy knives or fight recklessly.

"How is it possible?" The black-clothed, short-haired warrior covered his neck with his hands, trying to stop the blood that kept pouring out, but no matter what he did, it was futile.

The sword was too fast just now, and he didn't even have the time to react, so he got hit.

Qin Yuan turned around, and whispered in the ear of the black-clothed short-haired warrior, "I know you're wearing high-level spiritual armor, so how could I fight recklessly?"

Jue Wuya had told him about the weakness of black-clothed short-haired warriors, wearing high-level spirit armor, making it difficult to move. Sure enough, taking advantage of his speed, he didn't fight head-on with the black-clothed short-haired warrior, and killed him with one blow.

At the same time, Qin Yuan also knew his own strength, even if this black-clothed short-haired warrior didn't wear spirit armor, he wasn't his opponent.

I have practiced heaven-level exercises and heaven-level spiritual skills, which is simply not comparable to this group of warriors born in Yeluzi.

The black-clothed short-haired warrior wanted to turn his head around, but he didn't have any strength in his body, so he couldn't do it at all. Slowly, the black-clothed short-haired warrior fell to the ground and stopped moving.

"Boss is dead!" The burly warrior couldn't believe it, his boss was extremely skilled in swordsmanship and cautious, how could he die like this.

After Qin Yuan killed the black-clothed short-haired warrior, he switched targets, staring at the other thirty or so warriors brought out by the black-clothed short-haired warrior, and began to kill.

These are a group of desperadoes. Since they killed their boss, they should try their best to kill the grass and roots.

"Run!" Seeing Qin Yuan coming towards him, the burly man yelled loudly, ignoring the fleeing Qu family martial artist, turned around and wanted to run away.

It's a pity that the speed difference between a martial artist in the realm of a great martial artist and a strong one in the realm of Wuzong is too great. Before he could run two steps, Qin Yuan caught up with him and swung his head with a sword.