Qin Yang's sword was not fatal, but it was also considered very injured.

Although Qin Yang would not take advantage of the other party's carelessness to kill the other party, he would not let him complete it because he wanted to ensure the safety of himself and his teammates.

If the old man with a chest is injured, if the silver-haired man continues to attack everyone, his blood will be directly ejaculated from the wound if the internal energy surges and even activates Feitian.

How much blood does a person have to shed?

The old man with silver hair used his skills to seal the wound and prevented it from flowing out. His eyes were full of murderous intent when he looked at Qin Yang. His hand holding the sword tightened two more minutes.

Qin Yang looked calm, his eyes swept over the silver-haired old man's hand holding the hilt of the knife, and sneered coldly: "Why, I want to try the feeling of blood in the wound?"

The silver-haired old man looked at Qin Yang with a bright look: "You don't seem to be afraid that I will kill you to vent my hatred?"

"Scared! Of course!"

Qin Yang answered casually and smiled slightly jokingly: "But you can kill me. Don't think you are the supreme, you can do anything. Don't forget how the knife just now hit you."

The old man with silver hair changed his face. Yes, Qin Yang's sword just now was extremely fierce and his power was no weaker than the Supreme Power. It was precisely because of this that he swung his sword with one knife, then cut open his own Qi protection, and hurt himself severely!

This young man who looks over 20 years old actually has combat power comparable to that of a supreme powerhouse. Could it be that he is just a skill in his face, and his actual age may be forty or fifty or fifty or sixty?

"Who are you?"

The same sentence is asked from the same person's mouth, but the meanings contained in it are completely different.

Qin Yang curled his lips: "Why, I want to seek revenge on me? OK, I am Qin Yang. If you have anything to be dissatisfied, go back to the camp and come to me, and I will continue!"

"Qinyang!"

As soon as Qin Yang said this, the faces of the Korean team members suddenly became quite subtle, and almost everyone looked at Qin Yang in surprise, with a surprised look.

"He is Qin Yang?"

"That Chinese medical expert?"

"It's him, the champion of the individual competition of the young practitioners of China and Eagle Kingdom!"

"He is also Pangu's man?"

"No wonder I saw that he was familiar with him, but I didn't recognize him for a while. I didn't expect Qin Yang to appear here..."

The old man with silver hair also had a strange look. He naturally knew Qin Yang's name. Qin Yang's name is still very well-known in South Korea, not only because of the cultivator competition he participated in, but also because he slapped Korean medical experts in the face twice. This incident was a big deal in South Korea at that time, but in the end it was a mess.

Such a person, even if the old man with silver hair doesn't care much about current affairs, he knows that, as a supreme strong man, he doesn't take Qin Yang seriously, just a talented junior.

The old man with silver hair never expected that he would meet Qin Yang under such circumstances and be injured by Qin Yang. His face was not a little bit too big. He was a supreme strong man but was injured by a young boy in his twenties...

Although the silver-haired old man was furious and his hand holding the hilt tightened again and again, he still didn't take action.

The combat power that Qin Yang showed just now was stronger than imagined. The silver-haired old man asked himself, unless he started flying, it would be difficult to defeat Qin Yang. Once he started flying, his blood would probably gush out to form a fountain...

Qin Yang looked at the old man with silver hair and didn't say anything, and roughly understood the opponent's mentality of being unable to ride a tiger. He immediately turned his head to Hou Yunbo and said, "The situation is unclear at the moment. Although the Red Bian Nosa people were injured and repelled by the captain, others might come back soon. I think we shouldn't waste time here, we should stay away from this area as soon as possible!"

Hou Yunbo glanced at the cold-faced old man on the opposite side, nodded and said, "Well, right, let's retreat... Friends of the Korean team, you should retreat quickly, the captain was injured and unconscious. If the enemy came again, we are no longer their opponents."

Hou Yunbo's words seemed to be kind to remind him, but in fact he stabbed the other party again.

It was just now that we were Captain Mei who blocked the other party’s Red Label Nosa people. If you rely solely on you, I’m afraid everyone will die. If you are still procrastinating here, wait for the Nosa people to catch up with you and have another Red Label. No one will come to save you now.

After Hou Yunbo said this, without waiting for the other party to react, he waved his hand at the members of the Chinese team behind him: "Let's go!"

When the members of the Chinese team saw Qin Yang taking action, they not only snatched the red sword back neatly, but also injured the captain of the other party and the despicable and shameless supreme powerhouse. They all felt refreshed and felt a breath of anger, turned around and left.

When Hou Yunbo left, he didn't forget to take the bag of dark gold on the Korean team that had been put on the ground. Anyway, everyone is making trouble, so why bother to be polite?

The old silver-haired man looked at this scene with a blue face, and his hand holding the knife actually trembled slightly, but he looked at Qin Yang who was staring at him the most, and then looked at Qin Yang's obviously unique black armor, but he still didn't take action.

He was not sure!

Qin Yang walked at the end and stared at the old man with vigilance. Until his teammates evacuated for a while, he only opened the distance and finally turned around and ran out.

The Korean team members watched Qin Yang and others leave, and their faces were depressed. There was no way, and the rogue also played tricks. They thought the captain was unconscious and no one was their opponent. Who knew that they slapped the backhand in the face, snatched the things, injured the people, and even took away the dark gold...

Those dark golds are really the spoils of the Korean team.

As soon as the beautiful strong man came, he started a war with the other party's Red Label Nosa people. He didn't care about the soldiers. It was the silver-haired old man who took them to kill the soldiers and seized the dark gold. He originally wanted to use the dark gold to block the Chinese team's mouth and exchange for the weapon, but he didn't expect that he would now lose his wife and his troops.

"Walk!"

The old silver-haired man said angrily and turned around and walked.

"So that's it?"

Some team members asked unwillingly, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

The old silver-haired man stopped, turned around, and said with a cold face: "Otherwise, what else can I do? I will fight to rob. Can I beat them? Can I kill them all without leaking the news?"

Everyone was silent, and a team member muttered in a low voice: "But that pack of dark gold is our spoil..."
Chapter completed!