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Chapter 107 It's so tiring to play!

"Looking for death!" The bald man saw that Qin Ziling did not retreat but advanced, and flew towards him. He sneered disdainfully, released his right hand holding the iron rod, clenched his iron fist, and faced Qin Ziling who was coming to attack him.

Punch straight through.

The bald man looked much stronger and burlier than Qin Ziling, and his arms were much thicker and longer. His iron fist was as big as a hammer, and he swung straight ahead, creating a fierce wind of fists.

"Junior Brother Qin!" When Mu Xuan saw Qin Ziling advancing forward instead of retreating, facing the bald man's fist, she thought he was trying to create a chance for her to escape, so she couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You are really looking for death!" The bandits of Xueyunzhai who were watching the battle with cold eyes showed contemptuous and cruel sneers on their faces. They seemed to have seen Qin Ziling's head being blown open like a watermelon under the iron fist of the bald man, and the blood was flowing out.

Brains splattered everywhere.

The Iron Skin Warrior's Qi and blood are as surging as the sea, and the quality of Qi and Blood is even purer than that of the Cow Hide Warrior. Once it breaks out, neither strength nor speed can be compared to the Cow Hide Warrior.

What's more, the bald man is still born with supernatural powers!

Just when everyone thought Qin Ziling was looking for death, Qin Ziling suddenly changed his steps and twisted his body like a snake, and he easily dodged the iron fist of the bald man.

The bald man's right fist was in the air, and he still held an iron rod in his left hand. Suddenly, the door opened wide and there was no protection. At this time, Qin Ziling had already bullied him.

However, the bald man grinned nonchalantly, raised his leg and kicked Qin Ziling.

At this moment, a faint sneer appeared on Qin Ziling's face. He blocked the bald man's kick with one hand and stabbed the bald man in the heart with a knife.

This bald man was born with a strong physique. Even in the cold weather, he even bared his chest, revealing a patch of black chest hair.

Under the red sunset, the palm knife reflected a dazzling and cold metallic light.

The bald man's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly leaned back.

But Qin Ziling's sword suddenly accelerated at this moment.

"Tsk!" A friction sound like a dull knife piercing a thick layer of flesh suddenly sounded.

Qin Ziling's palm knife suddenly penetrated half of the bald man's heart.

"Chi!" There was another friction sound, and then a stream of blood spurted out from the heart of the bald man, which was particularly bright and gorgeous under the sunset.

The bald man fell to the sky, his eyes widened with shock and unwillingness.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the ground shook slightly.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to be quiet.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the bald man lying straight on the ground with blood pouring from his chest in disbelief.

There were still tears on Muxuan's face, her mouth opened wide, and even Ni Shen and Zheng Xinghan, who were fighting, stopped.

"I'm sorry, I'm also an iron warrior, and it's two to two now!" Qin Ziling took out the sweat towel stuffed around his waist, wiped his blood-stained right hand slowly, and said calmly.

Seeing Qin Ziling kill someone, he looked calm and calm. Even though all the gangsters in Xueyun Village were cruel people, he couldn't help but feel a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

"Ouch!" A shrill howl of a wolf echoed in the gradually darkening mountain forest.

The surrounding atmosphere seemed increasingly gloomy.

"So what if you are a Tin Warrior? Don't forget, our number is three times yours!" The Iron Warrior who was watching quickly calmed down and said coldly.

"Your calculations are too bad. Your current number is 2.667 times ours." Qin Ziling corrected him seriously.

"So what?" Seeing Qin Ziling's serious correction, the iron-clad warrior who was watching felt inexplicably panicked.

This guy is really evil.

"It's nothing. You've made a mistake and you have to pay some price! Don't you think so?" Qin Ziling smiled faintly, then crumpled the blood-stained sweat towel in his hand into a ball and threw it to the side.

The eyes of the Iron Skin Warrior and others were subconsciously attracted by Qin Ziling's movements, and they actually looked in the direction where the sweat towel fell to the ground.

At this moment, Qin Ziling smiled coldly, and like a poisonous snake, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and ran straight towards the iron warrior, as fast as lightning.

"You're looking for death!" The iron-clad warrior saw that Qin Ziling had been talking slowly a while ago, but the next moment he suddenly jumped up and ran towards him. He couldn't help being startled and shouted sharply. He stretched out his hands and bent his fingers.

Each finger is gleaming with cold light, like a sharp eagle claw.

The iron-skinned martial artist hurried forward to meet him, while simultaneously raising and lowering his claws, he quickly swung his claws horizontally, creating heavy claw shadows and creating cold and sharp claw winds.

When the other cowhide warriors saw this, they all screamed and rushed forward with red eyes.

Now that both sides are two iron-skinned warriors, the advantage of Xueyun Village is running out.

They no longer have the right to stand on the outside and watch indifferently. They can only use more methods to restore the situation.

Qin Ziling saw the iron-skinned warrior's claws swiping rapidly, the claw shadow covering the space above his upper body, and the other four cow-skinned warriors charging towards him from all sides, with a disdainful sneer on his lips.

The body that was originally soaring suddenly fell to the ground at an incredible speed. It seemed that not only was it not affected by inertia at all, but the flexibility and flexibility of the body was even more incredible.

Qin Ziling fell to the ground and swam out like a poisonous snake. In an instant, he was in front of the tin warrior.

The iron-clad warrior had just seen that Zheng Xinghan's palm skills were at great range and he thought that Qin Ziling's palm skills must be the same.

I never expected that Qin Ziling's fighting style would be so weird and changeable. He was charging head-on just now, and when he was about to fight head-on, he suddenly swam close to the ground like a snake, and immediately beat the iron warrior.

Caught off guard.

The iron warrior's lower body was empty, and he felt a cold force coming from the lower body. His face changed drastically, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes. He had no time to change his moves, so he could only retreat in a hurry.

But just as the iron warrior retreated, a cold light suddenly reflected into his eyes.

A mountaineering pick with an extremely sharp tip came up from bottom to top, and it hit his lower body fiercely.

"Ah!" The tin warrior screamed, covering his lower body and falling back.

When he fell, he saw a ball of gravel and sand rising from the ground, just in time to meet the four people rushing up.

The four of them never expected that the Iron Skin Warrior would be defeated so quickly, nor did they expect that while Qin Ziling used a mountaineering pick to pick up the Iron Skin Warrior's feet, he would also use a dirty trick on the spot, grabbing a handful of gravel and sand.

Raised a handful.

The four of them were caught off guard and quickly waved their hands while closing their eyes.

Just as the four of them closed their eyes, Qin Ziling's body turned sharply on the spot like a top, and slapped the four people's calves with his palms.

"Crack! Click!" Bones were broken and screams of "Ah! Ah!" followed closely.

The four of them fell down and huddled on the ground, clutching their legs.

Qin Ziling stood up like a carp, clapped his hands, looked at Ni Shen who was fighting with Zheng Xinghan again, and the two cowhide warriors who were fighting with Muxuan, and shook his head secretly in his heart.

It’s so tiring to do a fighting scene!

While secretly teasing himself, Qin Ziling rushed towards the two cowhide warriors who were fighting with Muxuan.

Only then did the two cow-hide warriors realize that Qin Ziling had knocked down five people in the blink of an eye, including an iron-hide warrior. Their faces turned pale with fright. They dared not fight with Muxuan, so they turned around and ran away.

Muxuan had no other skills, so she could only rush forward towards one of them, and struck the man on the back with a "bang" of the Collapse Palm, and the man immediately fell to the ground.

Just as Muxuan slapped the man to the ground, she saw Qin Ziling jump up and slap the other man on the back with a mountain-collapse palm.

"Poof!" The man spit out blood all of a sudden and fell to the ground. The clothes on his back were ripped open and blood kept pouring out of his mouth. It looked like he would not survive.

Qin Ziling didn't look at the man, turned around and walked towards Zheng Xinghan and Ni Shen.

At this time, Ni Shen had realized that all his companions had been taken care of by Qin Ziling in the blink of an eye. He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split. He slashed hard with the machete in his hand, forcing Zheng Xinghan back, then turned around and fled quickly towards the jungle.

"Where to escape! Do you think your uncle Qin is a vegetarian?" When Qin Ziling saw this, he imitated the bald man and roared, suddenly jumped up, and in mid-air, he was already chopping the mountain with great force, using his knife to strike from top to bottom.

He chopped it down with Ni Shen.

Muxuan had already relaxed greatly. Seeing that Qin Ziling was still thinking of imitating the bald man's roar, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Bang!" Ni Shen was completely panicked at this time. In addition, Qin Ziling was very fast. Before he could turn around and swing his sword, he was slashed hard in the back by Qin Ziling's palm. "Ah!" he shouted.

He fell to the ground with a sound.

"Dang!" The machete also fell to the ground.

Qin Ziling bent down and picked up the machete on the ground, and used the back of the knife to knock off his legs and feet. Then he looked back at Zheng Xinghan, who was shocked, and asked: "Brother, is there anything I need to explain to this guy?"

Zheng Xinghan shook his head in confusion. Even now, he still can't believe what happened in front of him.

"Okay!" Qin Ziling nodded, first bent down and plundered Ni Shen's arms, then held the machete and slashed several times at Ni Shen, who was still struggling on the ground and pleading.

Then, Qin Ziling took the bloody machete and turned to the remaining bandits of Xueyun Village who were still alive and hacked them to death one by one.

Of course, before finishing the last blow, I searched it all.

Seeing Qin Ziling holding a machete calmly and slashing at the bandits in Xueyun Village one by one, let alone Muxuan, even Zheng Xinghan was chilling at this moment, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of blood when he looked at Qin Ziling.

Awe-inspiring. Regardless of the manuscript, I have a last little burst before it goes on the shelves on New Year's Day. It's the fourth update today. Please support me a lot. On New Year's Day and this Saturday, please support the genuine subscription. Thank you.


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