There was a hint of horror in Lin Ziyang's eyes: "This is... too strong!"
The bearded leader's strength is definitely at the master level, but his arm was cut off by this young man named Qin Fan with a sword!
Even if he is a martial arts master, he can't do it!
Unless, his strength has reached the level of a peak master!
Lin Ziyang simply couldn't imagine how there could be a twenty-year-old peak martial arts master in this world!
Yang Yuxi's eyes widened: "Oh my God, Qin Fan is too fierce!"
"Even the master is not as good as him!"
Not far away, Qin Fan raised his hand and placed the Chixiao Sword gently on the shoulder of the bearded man who was kneeling on the ground.
"Speak out your purpose or die!"
The bearded man smiled ferociously: "Soldiers of the Snow Wolf Clan are never afraid of death!"
"Boy, Lord Snow Wolf King will avenge me!"
After saying that, the bearded man raised his remaining paw and lunged towards Qin Fan's heart.
"Stubborn!"
Qin Fan snorted coldly and swung his sword.
Click!
The head of the bearded leader flew out, but his body continued to rush forward for two meters before falling unwillingly.
"Ouch!"
The rest of the Snow Wolf regiment soldiers looked up to the sky and roared at the same time, their voices filled with grief.
Their bodies also began to grow dense and hard hair, but their hair was all brown.
After becoming mad, the soldiers of the Snow Wolf Regiment rushed towards Qin Fan desperately, completely exchanging lives for lives.
Red light and bloody light flashed across the white ice field. The warriors of the Snow Wolf Regiment were not as strong as the bearded leader. They were quickly dispatched one by one by Qin Fan with his sword.
"this……"
Looking at the corpses of the eight Snow Wolf Regiment soldiers, Lin Ziyang looked a little pale.
One grandmaster-level and seven inner-level Snow Wolf Regiment warriors were all killed in just one moment!
Qin Fan's strength shocked him deeply!
"Qin Fan, you, you are so powerful!" Yang Yuxi jumped to Qin Fan with excitement, looking up at him with admiration.
Qin Fan smiled lightly: "These orcs are too weak."
"Just keep going!"
"Yes." Yang Yuxi felt very safe staying with Qin Fan.
Everyone move on.
Along the way, Kane and Chekov became very respectful towards Qin Fan. The Western logic is that the stronger is respected, and they will respect whoever is stronger.
Lin Ziyang and Qi Hangyu were a little embarrassed and deliberately followed Qin Fan to maintain due respect.
After everyone walked for more than ten miles, several small black dots came running quickly in front of them.
Among the people who came, the leader was a middle-aged woman, wearing a retro-style cheongsam. She looked good and still had charm.
"master!"
Seeing the person coming, Yang Yuxi shouted in surprise, then quickly ran to the cheongsam woman and hugged her arm.
The cheongsam woman smiled and said, "Okay, okay!"
"By the way, master, aren't you looking for monsters? How do you go back?" Yang Yuxi blinked her eyes and asked curiously.
Lin Ziyang and Qi Hangyu also came to salute.
The cheongsam woman nodded and her face became a little serious: "I heard the howling of wolves just now, and I was worried that you might be attacked by the snow wolf group, so I quickly brought people over."
"I feel relieved to see that you are all fine."
Yang Yuxi immediately said: "Master, we met eight berserkers from the Snow Wolf Regiment. If it weren't for Qin Fan, I'm afraid we would have died."
The cheongsam woman looked shocked: "Yuxi, what did you say? You met eight soldiers of the Snow Wolf Regiment!"
"Yes, there is another leader. The bearded leader is at least a master-level leader!" Yang Yuxi said carelessly.
"You have met the leader-level warrior of the Snow Wolf Regiment!" The cheongsam woman was shocked again!
"Yuxi, please don't talk nonsense!" The cheongsam woman stared at her closely, with a warning in her eyes.
Yang Yuxi said: "Master, what I said is true. Thanks to Qin Fan, he was the one who killed those soldiers of the Snow Wolf Regiment!"
While talking, Yang Yuxi walked quickly to Qin Fan, as if she was ready to show off to her master.
"By the way, master, I invited Qin Fan here at the airport. Do I have good taste?"
The girl had an expression like 'please praise me now'.
Unexpectedly, the cheongsam woman suddenly shouted coldly: "Nonsense! How old is he, how can he kill the soldiers of the Snow Wolf Regiment!"
"Even I could only repel them, and it took a lot of effort for me to defeat their leader."
"How could he, at such a young age, kill the leader of the Snow Wolf Group who is as good as a martial arts master?"
If you haven't seen this with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe it.
That’s not to say that women in cheongsam are brainless, it’s just like your parents suddenly telling you one day that your little brother who is just one month old is a superman.
Normal people would definitely not believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes.
Lin Ziyang also took a step forward and said: "Master, everything my sister said is true. It was really Mr. Qin who killed those Snow Wolf Regiment soldiers."
Yang Yuxi hurriedly nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice, for fear that her master would not believe it.
Seeing the master, he still didn't believe it, so Qi Hangyu also stood up and testified: "What the master, senior brother and junior sister said are all true, please believe it!"
The three disciples all said this, and the cheongsam woman also believed it.
She looked at Qin Fan and said warmly: "Thank you for saving my three disciples."
Although her voice was gentle, her attitude was very cold. Qin Fan could feel that she still did not believe the words of the three disciples.
"I am taking my disciples away now. Does Mr. Qin want to come with us?"
The cheongsam woman seemed to be extending an invitation, but her face was full of alienation.
"No need."
Qin Fan didn't bother to argue with her, making him look like a prodigal who only deceived ignorant girls.
"Qin Fan, come with us? We are together and we can take care of each other." When Yang Yuxi heard that Qin Fan was leaving, she hurriedly asked him to stay.
The cheongsam woman pulled her: "Your uncle and the others are still waiting for us over there. There are a lot of people here now. To prevent things from happening, we need to get together as soon as possible."
"Since he doesn't want to come with us, don't force others."
After saying that, Yang Yuxi pulled her away without being able to refute.
Yang Yuxi and the other three were taken away, leaving Kane and Chekov, two old enemies, naturally unable to get together.
"Dear Mr. Qin, I wonder if I can have the honor of joining you?" Chekov came to Qin Fan with a flattering smile and bowed to salute.
What he practiced was the standard aristocratic etiquette of the Western Middle Ages.
"If you want to follow me, then follow me!" Qin Fan didn't care, he was just a low-level black magician.
Chekov was overjoyed: "Oh, thank you, dear Mr. Qin!"
"I love Eastern China. The people there must be as strong and kind as you. I hate those unscrupulous media. They misled me in the past."
Qin Fan suddenly felt that flattery did not respect national boundaries.
In this way, Qin Fan took Chekov and continued heading north.
Kane shook his head and walked back while singing a song that only he understood.
"Dear Mr. Qin, may I take the liberty to ask you, are all Chinese warriors as powerful as you?"
"Oh, it doesn't matter if you don't answer, then let's change the topic..."