One punch, kill the fifth level acquired in an instant!
The whole place was silent. Looking at the fallen guard, everyone felt that their heartbeats were about to stop and their minds went blank.
Most of them were below the fourth level of acquired skills, and they thought that Xia Chen's cultivation level was similar to theirs, but now they realize how ridiculous this idea is.
Being able to instantly kill the five acquired beings, they are actually stupid enough to want to kill someone to steal the treasure!
"Asshole, you killed Guard Ding, you actually killed Guard Ding!" Qian Xueming screamed involuntarily, his expression changing from fierce to fearful in an instant.
"Let's go, young master! Let's go back and find the master!" Uncle Yang and the other guard's expressions changed drastically, and they shouted at the top of their lungs. Then they both rushed towards Xia Chen.
Since this person can kill Guard Ding instantly, it is no problem to kill them instantly. The only solution now is to block him with all his strength and give Qian Xueming a chance to survive.
"Get lost!" Xia Chen shouted coldly.
He punched out two punches at the same time, with a slight flash of the sky-splitting edge, and punched Uncle Yang and another guard respectively.
The two screamed in unison, and their fists were instantly torn into pieces by the sky-splitting edge, and then the blade extended all the way upward until their entire arms were turned into flesh and blood.
With two bangs, Xia Chen flew up with his feet and kicked the two of them away. They fell to the ground, motionless, and completely passed out.
Two people were seriously injured at the fifth level of the day after tomorrow, and it only took one breath!
Qian Xueming felt that his whole body was weak. He turned around and wanted to escape, but his legs felt like they were filled with vinegar, sore and heavy that he could not move at all.
Looking at Xia Chen, who was wearing a black cloak, slowly walking over, it was like the footsteps of the God of Death were approaching little by little.
Qian Xueming tried to stay calm, but his voice was trembling slightly: "Don't come here, don't come here. My father, Qian Li, is a seventh-level warrior. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, my father will cut you into pieces."
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Xia Chen walked up to him and said calmly: "Is your father really that powerful?"
Qian Xueming thought he had frightened the other party, so he felt relieved and said loudly: "Of course, if you kill me, my father will never let you go. I advise you not to dig your own grave. Although I will take revenge on you, you will not let me go."
If you kill my person, the debt between us will be wiped out, and we will never be the same again, what do you think?"
He talks about reconciliation, but he has vicious thoughts in his heart: Zunzi, when my father personally takes action and catches you, you bastard, I will torture you until life is worse than death!
"Okay!" Xia Chen smiled solemnly, suddenly raised his hand and slapped him hard on the head.
Qian Xueming screamed wildly, his eyes suddenly popped out with an unbelievable look, blood gushed out from his seven orifices, and his face slowly fell down with a ferocious expression.
Until his death, he still couldn't believe that Xia Chen actually dared to kill him.
There was silence in front of the trading place. Everyone stared at Xia Chen with horrified eyes. There was only one thought in their mind, this man must not be messed with, must not be messed with!
If someone dares to kill Qian Li's beloved son in public, how can he be afraid of Qian Li?
Not far away, the women from the Haoran faction were pale and sweating profusely.
"Junior sister He, you are right. Fortunately, we did not kill this person, otherwise we would have been the ones who died!" Chen Lan murmured, her tone unable to conceal the horror.
The freckled woman also turned pale: "I didn't expect this person to be so terrifying! It seems that only Senior Sister Zhan can compete with him. If he also wants to enter ancient Tibet, he will really be our strong enemy!"
The Haoran faction and others were also watching. Seeing this scene, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
"Instant kill of the fifth level acquired the day after tomorrow! It turns out this person is so strong!" Senior Brother Qi said with an earthy face. Although he was still far away from Xia Chen, he still stepped back involuntarily. The arrogant power in the trading field has long been gone.
Disappeared without a trace.
"Thanks to Junior Brother Yan's reminder, we didn't attack rashly! Otherwise, we would have been in trouble!" Another disciple murmured.
"This person's cultivation level is at least the acquired seventh level, otherwise he wouldn't be able to kill the acquired fifth level in an instant." Although Yan Bing remained calm, he couldn't hide the horror in his eyes, "Even if the four of us plus one move can't be defeated by him,
The enemy, it seems that only Senior Brother Ling can contain him, where did such a powerful master suddenly appear?"
"This person is very strong..."
The man in green clothes stood on a stone step. When he saw this scene, his eyes suddenly shrank! Then, as if he was thinking about something, he turned around and disappeared into the vast night.
"Who else wants to kill someone and seize the treasure? Come forward!" Xia Chen stepped on Qian Xueming's body and said coldly.
No one spoke, everyone was worried, and even lowered their heads involuntarily, for fear of provoking this evil star.
Suddenly, an excited and rough voice sounded: "Haha, great. This extremely rich guy didn't run away and dared to stay here. He's really stupid. Hey, boy, aren't you just waiting to kill me?"
Do you want to leave the treasure to me? I didn’t expect that if I came out a little late, I would be able to catch such a good thing! Haha!”
I saw a big man like an iron tower striding over, standing in front of Xia Chen, and letting out an excited and ferocious laugh.
Everyone looked at him with pity in their eyes, thinking that you must be extremely stupid!
"You want my treasure?" Xia Chen said lightly.
"Of course!" The big man laughed wildly, "You are so rich and you bought so many treasures? Who wouldn't be jealous! Everyone here wants to kill you and seize the treasures. You are really stupid. If I were to buy it,
These treasures have escaped long ago, why are you standing here, waiting for others to snatch them, ha..."
Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he stared at the other people around him, as if he had just discovered something strange. Of all the people, none of them laughed with him. Instead, they all looked at him as if they were dead.
"You guys..." Only then did the big man realize that something was wrong. He lowered his head slowly and immediately saw the body that was trampled by Xia Chen. His expression suddenly changed, "You killed Qian Xueming? How dare you..."
"Qian Xueming said that he is very lonely down there and needs you to accompany him." Xia Chen smiled solemnly, raised his hand and waved lightly, and a cold light suddenly flashed through.
All the sounds of the big man instantly turned into meaningless whimpers. He clutched his bleeding throat tightly and staggered back. His eyes were wide open, as if he didn't believe that Xia Chen could kill with just a few movements of his hands.
Got him.
As his body slowly collapsed, he once again saw the pity-filled eyes of everyone out of the corner of his eye. The big man suddenly understood that he had always been the stupidest one. Unfortunately, he could only understand this truth after he died.
"Is there anyone else?" Xia Chen said calmly, taking a step forward.
Everyone immediately took a step back, keeping the same distance as Xia Chen.
"Why, don't you all want to kill people and seize treasures?" Xia Chen sneered, "Why are you withering now? A bunch of losers!"
Everyone's faces turned red immediately. They had never endured such humiliation before, and their hearts were extremely angry. However, facing Xia Chen's terrifying power, they were still afraid. They could only grit their teeth and bear it helplessly. This feeling was really uncomfortable.
"Sir, don't be too arrogant." Suddenly, a middle-aged monk sneered, "No one is stopping you, but it doesn't mean that we are all afraid of you. If we join forces, no matter how powerful you are, you will die without a burial place!"
"This brother said it well. This guy is so arrogant. Who does he think he is? A magical monk? Even a magical monk would not dare to fight against all of us."
"I think this bastard has long been dissatisfied. I thought that a little cultivation would be great. Let's join forces and kill him!"
"Yes, there are so many of us, why should we be afraid of him? No matter how strong he is, he can still be invincible to ten thousand people? Let's join forces to kill him, snatch the treasures from him, and then divide them equally."
"Let's go together, let's go together, no one should step back. As long as we work together, there is no way this guy can escape!"
With the middle-aged monk taking the lead, everyone suddenly became excited and approached Xia Chen with red eyes. A few monks with ulterior motives even screamed very energetically.
The middle-aged monk did not expect that he would become the trigger. He couldn't help but feel proud and shouted: "Today we will work together to kill this official, and then the treasure will be divided equally, which is equivalent to killing the people..."
Suddenly, a swift black shadow rushed in front of him, a cold light flashed on his hand, and a blazing edge flashed across his hand.
Whoosh! The middle-aged monk's head flew out of his body in an instant. The expression on his face was still excited, and he shouted the word "harm" loudly in mid-air.
"Okay!" Although everyone saw this strange scene, it happened too fast and there was no time to adjust their emotional changes. Most people still responded enthusiastically, as if they were applauding his death.
With a bang, the middle-aged monk's head was smashed into a bloody mess at the feet of a young man. The young man screamed in horror, turned around and ran away.
Xia Chen's figure was like a ghost. He stretched out his hand to grab. The sky-splitting edge of his hand flashed and he drew several blazing blades. He cut the monks who had screamed the loudest with ulterior motives into pieces all over the ground.
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It was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on everyone's face. The anger they had just felt instantly turned into infinite fear. They shouted and dispersed like birds and beasts.
They were originally a mob without any cohesion. As long as Xia Chen killed a few people to establish his power, they would immediately begin to collapse.
Xia Chen's figure turned around and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.
At the entrance of the trading place, the pavilion master and a group of elders appeared at some unknown time. Looking at this scene, the muscles on their faces twitched involuntarily.
"You can only make friends with this person, don't offend him." The corner of the pavilion master's eyes twitched for a moment before he said softly.
Running to the entrance of an alley, Xia Chen stopped, took off his cloak, and threw it away from a distance. He was not afraid of showing his current appearance to others. At worst, he would use the Thousand Faces Technique to change his appearance again.
There are many people who have strange thoughts towards him, but those who dare to show it openly are basically idiots, so Xia Chen has no problem whether he laughs at him or kills him.
What is really difficult to deal with are those guys who hide in the dark and prepare to kill people and seize treasures.