Cold as frost.
Tao Chuan shouted angrily, his qi energy drumming up trying to swing Qin Hai away.
He had a very clever technique of moving his force, which was extremely outstanding among the opponents Qin Hai had fought. He only felt a strong repulsive force coming from the hilt of his sword, Qin Hai frowned slightly and quickly drew back his Kun Wu sword, Tao Chuan saw the opportunity and immediately slammed his elbow into his heart with the force of a thousand jin.
Qin Hai laughed coldly.
His feet moved lightly, while his left hand slapped out a false move. Tao Chuan did not want to fight hard, and even had the intention to retreat, so he subconsciously made a dodging move.
But Qin Hai had already performed the Nine Transformations of the Dragon Seeker and moved into his retreating path, and with a flash of the Kunwu Blade in his hand, Tao Chuan let out a stifled grunt, and when he looked down, he found that a huge slash had been made in his abdomen.
But soon, he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his back.
He couldn’t help but throw back his head again and scream in agony.
Bang!
A hand knife slashed at his throat and Qin Hai said coldly, “There are still children here, don’t F**king cry!”
“Ahem!”
Tao Chuan coughed violently.
He was stabbed in the back with a Kunwu knife, and he looked ugly.
“Little beast! I’ll kill you!”
Taochuan roared in anger.
But at this time, Qin Hai was already rushing to kill in degrees.
Tao Chuan had many wounds on his body, and with Qin Hai’s strange swordsmanship, blood was flowing out of him desperately, but after a few dozen strokes he was already weak and his vision was blurred.
“Hold on!”
At this moment, an unfamiliar voice rang out.
A hopeful light also burst out from that Taochuan’s eyes.
But Qin Hai brushed aside his mouth, and with a flick of his wrist, the Kun Wu knife easily cut Tao Chuan’s throat.
Blood spurted out.
Tao Chuan’s gaze was somewhat obscure, and he opened his mouth, but he was unable to say anything.
And Qin Dahai stepped on his chest, trying to cut off his head!
“Isn’t it too much for Mr. Qin to sit like that?”
An unpleasant voice rang out.
Qin Hai looked over, but found a man with a blue face standing by, his eyes carrying a bit of annoyance as he said, “Isn’t it enough that you’ve killed so many people from the Tao family?”
“F**k you!”
Qin Dahai cursed.
If he didn’t kill himself, it would be his own family that would die!
“Eh?”
The middle-aged man’s eyes narrowed.
When Qin Hai saw this, he threw out his Kun Wu sword without thinking, and at the same time, his whole body was like an arrow that had left the string, charging straight up. You are so rude and unreasonable! I should teach you a lesson!”
When Qin Dahai heard this, he was naturally furious.
He didn’t say anything.
He reached out and took the Kun Wu blade that he had flung out earlier into his hand, then slashed out three times in quick succession, and these three blade shadows transformed one after another in the air, and when they fell, there were actually dozens of blade shadows.
The middle-aged man’s eyes glared.
He felt that these dozens of blade shadows were all like substance.
He was in a cold sweat and his heart was in agony, so how could he dare to resist? He quickly retreated, but even so, he still felt the pain of the knife shadows tearing his heart and lungs out.
Bang.
He hadn’t even recovered his strength yet.
He turned and felt a pain in his buttocks, then his whole body quickly flew out and landed beside the already dead Tao Chuan, trying to get up, but he felt a cold chill on the back of his neck, and his movements could not help but be abruptly stopped.
“Say, do you want to be buried with him?”
Qin Dahai asked coldly and quietly.
The middle-aged man’s cold hair stood on end and he felt that if he answered inappropriately, he would lose his head, so he said, “No!”
“Why are you pretending with me if you’re not?” Qin Hai Hai asked, “Looking for death?”
“I am merely trying to persuade Mr. Qin to spare Tao Chuan’s life.” The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.
Qin Dahai laughed.
Then with a ruthless face, the knife stabbed directly on top of the man’s shoulder, and he was in cold sweat and pain.
“I think you are just looking for death!” Qin Dahai said in a cold voice.
“You have killed so many people in the Tao family, do you still want to drive them all to death?” The middle-aged man said as he endured the severe pain.
Qin Dahai laughed again and said, “What? Xu Tao Chuan chased after my family and killed them all, but I am not allowed to take revenge?”
“Then it’s your fault too!” The man said through clenched teeth, “If you hadn’t killed Tao Zhu, how could he have been so annoyed.”
“But if Tao Zhu hadn’t harmed me three times, how would I have killed him?” Qin Dahai brushed his lips and said, “It’s a joke to say that you deserve to kill people, but I am guilty of killing someone.”
Saying that, after pulling out the Kun Wu knife, he stabbed it directly on the other end’s shoulder.
“This madman!”
The middle-aged man regretted it.
“Say, are you from Kunlun, or are you from the Martial Alliance, or are you a lackey of those so-called gods?” Qin Hai asked.
The middle-aged man held on for dear life, but did not say a word.
Qin Dahai laughed, “I don’t mind knowing either, since I won’t say, it doesn’t matter, you go to hell.”
“Mr. Qin, wait a moment.”
At this time, a soft voice sounded behind him once again, Qin Dahai turned around impatiently and found a woman dressed in white, who did not look old, that is, 17 or 18 years old, a very soft woman, whose first feeling was that her hands were untethered.
“And who are you?” Qin Hai asked.
The girl said, “I am Liu Yingxiang, I hope that Mr. Qin can spare Uncle Zhu, who was a friend of Tao Chuan for many years, and when he saw that Tao Chuan was going to die, he said those words out of anger, and I hope that Mr. Qin will be generous and spare Uncle Zhu once.”
“Liu Yingxiang, I’ve never heard of that name.” Qin Hai shook his head.
“I’ve just come to Penghai not long ago.”
Liu Yingxiang said softly, “It’s natural for Mr. Qin not to have heard of it.”
“People from the Martial Alliance?” Qin Hai asked.
“Not bad.”
Liu Yingxiang nodded.
That Zhu Bo gave a muffled grunt at this point, beads of sweat falling down like yellow beans.
Seeing this, Liu Yingxiang could not help but say, “Mr. Qin?”
“Oh.”
Qin Da lifted out his Kun Wu sword.
That Zhu Bo drew a cold breath backwards and lowered his head, his eyes filled with hatred.
But not waiting for him to make any move.
Instead, he felt a pain at the back of his neck, followed by a few drops of blood slowly dripping from the tip of the Kun Wu knife at his throat.
“Why do you need to do this, Mr. Qin?” A flash of sadness flashed in Liu Yingxiang’s eyes as she said, “He won’t be looking for trouble with you.”
“Since he’s an enemy, I naturally won’t let him live, take the three corpses and get out.” Qin Hai said coldly, “If it’s too much trouble for you, I can burn it with a fire, besides, tidy up the lawn for me, it’s annoying to look at.”
