This martial saint is too generous

Chapter 107: Blessings are shared, difficulties are scattered

"Senior Brother Zhou, you're welcome!"

Qin Jinyang had a calm face, his eyes were calm, and his words were even calmer.

Happy anniversary.

He had seen it once.

In the trial of Xu Longjie, Xue Bingbing introduced him to Niannian.

At first, Zhou Nian'an was quite kind and not arrogant. Perhaps because of Xue Bingbing's face, he also asked Qin Jinyang about his cultivation level and encouraged him to work hard. It is possible for civilians to pass the Shangshantang assessment.

The second time Qin Jinyang heard Nian'an's name was from Wu Shengshi's praise.

He never expected that the senior fellow disciples of Shangdan Hall would actually be in cahoots with the bandits and secretly betray their fellow disciples.

Sun Yizhou was lucky enough to return to the villa and was protected by Wu Shengshi.

Where are the other disciples?

How many people have died in Shangdantang?

How many people have died in Zhongshuangtang?

How many of these disciples are in danger?

How many of them were betrayed by their fellow disciples!

Damn it!

This kind of eating beast should be punished.

"Junior Brother Qin... Haha, you are fine! It turns out that the person who came to die with Hall Master Wu is actually you!"

Anniversary is also a bit unexpected.

He knew Qin Jinyang only because of Xue Bingbing.

Although he is a disciple of the Third Hall, he has gained some fame in the Villa recently, especially those ghosts and black hearts, which are very coveted.

Unfortunately, he is also a fool.

The master has a cold nature. He will only praise you a few words and then give you something that is not painful or itchy. Xu Wenqing is the only one in his heart.

No matter it's you or Xue Bingbing, you are still tools.

"My son!"

Suddenly, Lan Hongmiao screamed, shrill and shrill.

She finally saw clearly that the person the young man was holding was actually her son.

Damn it.

My son is so pitiful that he was tortured into this state.

"Beast, give me your life!"

Lan Hongmiao went crazy.

Although she kills without blinking an eye, she is also a doting mother.

The sword light instantly enveloped Qin Jinyang. Its speed was so fast that it cut out countless afterimages and even the space began to distort.

But Qin Jinyang had already been prepared, and his black feet were moving in perfect motion, dodging again and again.

"Master, you deal with the boss and Zhou Anian first! This crazy woman... I'll kill her!"

Qin Jinyang dodged a few more sword flashes.

Sure enough, the third grade is the third grade. Even if the sword light is dodged, the aftermath is suffocating.

Qin Jinyang left a word and then flashed into the distance.

"Disciple, be careful!"

Wu Shengshi had no way out, and Ji Lin Dao burst out with unprecedented terrifying murderous intent.

He wanted to cut the murderer of his eldest disciple into pieces.

He had to be fast. Qin Jinyang's killing of the third grade was just a joke. Thank God if he could delay it for a while.

"Brother Lan, let's not hold anything back and fight quickly!" Zhou Anan looked at Qin Jinyang's methods and was shocked.

This junior brother is not simple.

At such a young age, one can practice light skills like Black Foot to perfection, but his bones cannot be made of black iron.

What's more, his sword skills are also extraordinary.

The mediocre Benghu Sword actually interacts with third-grade warriors. It must be blessed by other sword intentions.

Second grade!

He is actually already in the second level.

The last time we met, it was clear that he was a top grader.

It turns out that he is also hiding his clumsiness.

Young people today are so insidious.

Fortunately, I can kill you early today, otherwise I might have been a powerful enemy.

…

"Crazy woman, come see your son!"

Qin Jinyang shook the blue and red seedlings away with a knife, and suddenly kicked the young master into the air.

In the next breath, Qin Jinyang jumped up high, pinched the young master's ankle with his palms, and then made a big loop in the air, slamming the young master's head against the stone.

Click!

Bones, flesh and blood exploded with the sound of impact.

Like a pumpkin smashed against a rock.

"Ahhhh...my son...my son...ahhhhh!"

Lan Hongmiao roared hysterically and threw herself directly on her son, crying so heart-wrenchingly that the heavens were almost moved.

"Beast, you are brave!"

Lan Gumiao also had red eyes and her hair was blowing up.

The nephew is dead.

He was actually thrown to death.

"Sister, get up quickly, be careful of sneak attacks!"

Although Lan Gumiao was heartbroken, her basic sanity was still there.

Sure enough, Qin Jinyang took advantage of Lan Hongmiao's weakness and almost cut off Lan Hongmiao's arm with a knife. Unfortunately, Lan Guhong reminded him.

Nian An'an also looked at Qin Jinyang in surprise.

This little junior brother has vicious methods.

Killing the young master in this way is like piercing a mother's heart.

The eight major spearmen also hurriedly turned their swords to protect the second master, fearing that Qin Jinyang would take advantage of him again.

"You killed my son. You actually killed my only son. Are you still a human being? Do you still have any conscience?"

Lan Hongmiao held her son's hand and cried heartbrokenly.

She suddenly became vulnerable.

"Conscience? You have killed so many other people's sons, you must have lost count!"

"Forget it, it's useless to talk to you about this..."

Qin Jinyang circulated his true energy and attacked again.

"brute!"

Lan Hongmiao roared and charged directly towards Qin Jinyang.

There was no back-and-forth, no testing of each other, just fighting for one's life, hysterical fighting, and a routine of dying together... She was heartbroken and just wanted to exchange one life with Qin Jinyang.

She is crazy.

Qin Jinyang was covered in ice lotus armor and was almost penetrated through the chest.

At that moment, Lan Hongmiao was too fast.

But this madman's style of play also exposed too many flaws.

Qin Jinyang suddenly waved his hand, and a handful of poisonous powder went into Lan Hongmiao's nose.

She lost her mind, had almost no vigilance, and had no defense at all.

Qin Jinyang has been hiding this poisonous powder in his armpit and covering it with plaster. If it is not life-threatening, he will not use it... This is also the biggest trump card.

puff!

Puff puff puff puff!

Lan Hongmiao suddenly started spitting blood from her mouth, and soon her seven orifices also began to bleed.

She lay on the ground rolling around in pain.

"It's poisonous powder... Sister, please use your true energy to force the poison out of your body, quickly, quickly!"

Lan Gumiao almost roared.

Something is wrong with my sister. If she continues to circulate her Qi despite the toxicity, it will only get worse.

The third product can actually eliminate toxicity, but the prerequisite is that you must be calm.

But Qin Jinyang had been brewing for so long, how could he allow her to use her power to force poison?

Buzz!

The sword light pierced the chest, as fast as lightning.

puff!

It's a pity that it failed to penetrate the second master's chest.

After all, she was in the third level. With her bare hands, she tightly held Qin Jinyang's blade.

She stood up from her kneeling position with a ferocious expression. She seemed to have no pain. Her bloody eyes had only one emotion: I will eat you!

Qin Jinyang drew his knife.

Can't pull it away, Lan Hongmiao's strength is extremely strong.

"Nima!"

Seeing Lan Hongmiao getting closer and closer, Qin Jinyang punched her lower abdomen.

puff!

The back exploded and blood spurted out.

Lan Hongmiao is still moving forward, she is grinning ferociously, blood is flowing from the gap between her teeth, like a ferocious beast, I will not give up until I eat you Qin Jinyang.

boom!

Qin Jinyang hit his second bad punch.

This is the first time... In the past, bad punches were always invincible and always killed with one hit.

"Hey Hey!"

A third-grade warrior is so terrifying.

She was still moving forward, but Qin Jinyang became anxious and threw bad punches again.

Lan Hongmiao's lower abdomen had been broken into pieces, and the white bones were exposed.

Boom!

She finally stopped moving forward and knelt straight in front of Qin Jinyang.

…

[You kill the second village leader Lan Hongmiao and avenge the common people, and you will be rewarded with 400 potential points. 】

[You kill the blue and red seedlings, and you will be rewarded...]

…

The prompt sounded, and Qin Jinyang breathed a sigh of relief.

died!

Finally breathed his last.

He swallowed, feeling frightened.

He used all his trump cards and killed a mere third-grade man, but he was almost killed in reverse.

etc!

A mere third grade?

Where did I get my confidence from?

You need to keep a low profile from now on, and don't show off, this thing will kill you.

…

The sound of rewards in his mind continued, and Qin Jinyang couldn't even hear it clearly. His whole body felt weak, his arms were shaking, and he could barely pull out the steel dragon knife.

But he had no time to rest, nor was he qualified to rest. The eight second-grade spearmen were not dead yet.

Wu Shengshi was injured and was still facing two third-level sieges.

The situation remains critical.

Qin Jinyang grabbed the knife and looked at the eight second-grade ones.

In fact, the eight spearmen have long since lost their will to fight. A loose organization like the bandits has always shared good fortunes and dispersed in times of difficulty.

Two of them were ready to run.

The remaining six have their own hidden agendas, and they all want others to be their backers, and they will take advantage of the situation to find opportunities.

Qin Jinyang had to thank the eight people for their discord, otherwise it would have been really difficult to deal with them.

Poison powder.

Spread out again.

This time it was hidden in the other armpit.

Although the eight people were prepared, they still underestimated the terrifying power of Chen Yang Gong.

The poisonous powder enters the body and directly prevents you from breathing. It is too late for you to hold your breath, and your internal organs are burning.

Run your infuriating energy and quickly force out the poison.

Soon, the toxicity was suppressed.

"Are you at the end of your rope with this dirty trick?"

There was a gunman who smiled eerily. Although he was panicking, he always felt that the other party would die.

"There is no place for poison in his body, brothers, come on!"

Another bandit is as careful as his hair.

Qin Jinyang's clothes had become strips of cloth. The two bundles were hidden in his armpits before, but now there was no place to hide the poison.

call!

Qin Jinyang waved his hand and sprinkled another ball of poisonous powder.

This time, it was hidden on the inner thigh and plastered on it. It would be impossible to walk around the world without leaving some preparations.

Cough...cough...

There was a cough.

"Despicable... despicable..."

This time, he was unprepared, and the Eight Spearmen took a big hit.

His internal organs were tingling, and his head began to hurt violently. After all, the second-grade Qi was so thin that it would be difficult to suppress it for a while.

Qin Jinyang seized the opportunity and punched a gunman in the neck.

…

[You kill the spearman and avenge the innocent people, and you will be rewarded with 90 potential points. 】

[You kill the spear user...]

…

"Damn, watch out!"

The rest of the guns frightened people.

Unfortunately, Qin Jinyang has recovered some of his true energy.

He swung the steel dragon knife and quickly killed another second-grade man.

There was a second-grade man who wanted to escape, but he made a big mistake and exposed his back to the enemy. How could he survive... Qin Jinyang chased after him and killed him!

Soon, the third one was beheaded.

After being poisoned, the strength of these second-grade ones decreased, and some were even inferior to those of first-grade ones.

…

Wu Shengshi was so shocked that his scalp went numb.

He knew Qin Jinyang was excellent, but he didn't expect him to be so fierce.

He killed a third-grade man in an entire area, but he could still chase and kill several second-grade spearmen. This is a monster.

And that punch...if I read it correctly, it should be a bad punch.

Ordinary boxing techniques cannot penetrate a third-grade physical body.

Where did this kid get his bad punches from?

After being tortured in the torture hall for so long, there was no gain at all.

Annian An and Lan Gu Miao were even more shocked.

Lan Gumiao's liver and intestines were severed. In just a few short breaths, his nephew and sister were killed one after another. His only relative was gone.

Niannian was shocked by Qin Jinyang's strength.

This kid is more powerful than most of the disciples in Shangdan Hall, he is just like an animal.

Why is he willing to hang out in the next three halls?

Xue Bingbing...does this woman know Qin Jinyang's true strength?

She, a disciple of Shangdan Hall, was so close to Qin Jinyang inexplicably. Could it be that she knew the inside story?

What is the identity of this Qin Jinyang?

He couldn't be a handyman.

…

Whoosh!

Qin Jinyang had just killed a second-grade man when he turned around and saw a woman coming towards him.

Qin Jinyang was almost frightened to death.

A fake corpse.

The visitor turned out to be Lan Hongmiao.

In fact, it was not Lan Hongmiao, but a second-grade gunman who panicked and threw Lan Hongmiao's body as a sandbag.

But Qin Jinyang was almost frightened out of his soul.

For a moment, he even forgot that the system prompt could not be wrong, after all, he was really scared just now.

It's a zombie.

He trampled Lan Hongmiao under his feet, and stabbed his neck with the steel dragon knife.

I don’t believe it anymore. I can’t kill you, a third-grade person.

…

Feng Duoying finally fought his way through.

He hurried to rescue his junior brother, but there were corpses of bandits everywhere along the way. The river of blood was a bit exaggerated, but the blood splattered all over the street was not a lie at all, and the number of corpses was twice as many as his own.

Feng Duoying ran all the way to the mountain gate. Several thieves tried to open the mountain gate and escape, but Feng Duoying killed them.

They're all people who don't even have any rank.

Feng Duoying didn't see Qin Jinyang all the way.

Where has junior brother gone?

Could it be...

Are these the work of Junior Brother Qin?

Feng Duoying looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't believe it.

He rushed to the backyard like crazy.

"Junior Brother Qin!"

Finally, Feng Duoying came to the backyard.

He met Junior Brother Qin.

Junior Brother Qin was stepping on a corpse and wildly drew his sword.