The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 134: Killing Intent, Tearing the Clarinet Apart

"Sister Bao'er!"

Zhang Chulan's pupils widened and he screamed. At this moment, he no longer cared about anything else. He used the power of thunder to transform himself into a stream of light and rushed forward.

He knew that Feng Baobao had a strong recovery ability, but with half of her body torn apart, he had no idea whether she could withstand such a horrific injury.

If Feng Baobao was really killed by Qin Ye, he didn't know what to do. Should he fight with the other party? He didn't know
"Old Qin, watch this!"

Boom——

As Wang Zhenqiu sang in a long opera voice, a majestic and whistling pressure came from behind Qin Ye. He glanced sideways and saw a huge colorful stick emitting colorful light and as thick as a millstone.

No, this can no longer be considered a stick, but a 'pillar'.

Qin Ye's eyes narrowed, and he raised his arm above his head. With a heart-pounding thud, the enlarged Ruyi Jingu Bang landed heavily on his left arm.

His body shook, and the heavy force was like a towering mountain pressing down, forcing his body to sink. The solid ground under his feet could not bear such heavy pressure and quickly cracked like a spider web, as if this object really carried a weight of 180,000 kilograms.

Qin Ye steadied his body, stepped back with his left foot, swayed his body slightly, and skillfully directed this tremendous force along the soles of his feet to the ground.

Wang Zhenqiu was shocked when he saw this. He spoke to tell him to dodge and not to take the direct attack.
Is Lao Qin even a human being if he can handle this?

Xiao Zizai, who was standing by, saw Qin Ye being pinned down and thought to himself that this was a good opportunity. He raised his hand and slapped out with a huge palm print.

Ignoring the two of them, the shadow under Qin Ye's feet squirmed, like a dark swamp, swallowing him up in the blink of an eye.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang sank down with a loud bang, and the Great Compassion Palm also fell into the air.

Xiao Zizai raised his eyebrows and looked around.

Then he discovered that Qin Ye suddenly appeared behind the black tube.

"Guan'er, behind me!"

Although Hei Guan'er was seriously injured, he was still keenly aware of the abnormality behind him.

He clenched his teeth and his face became a little distorted due to the severe pain. He completely ignored his seriously injured body and the wounds that were bleeding profusely. He swung his arm back and struck out with his elbow. His movements were still swift and fierce, with the ferocity of a desperate fight.

However, even in his prime, he was no match for the person behind him, let alone his current low health state.

Qin Ye easily restrained his arm that was about to elbow him, and then kicked him in the calf. With a "crack", his calf bone twisted and bent instantly.

Hei Guan'er half-knelt on the ground and roared. He wanted to struggle and resist, but his other arm was also captured.

Qin Ye held Hei Guan'er's arms behind his back and stepped on his back with one foot. While the force of his right foot continued to increase, his hands were like vises, pulling back with great force, as if he wanted to tear Hei Guan'er into pieces.

But Hei Guan'er has a strong physique after all. His physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary people, and his toughness is even better than rebar.

At this life-and-death moment, he naturally tried his best to wrestle with the opponent and resist stubbornly.

Qin Ye did not give up because of the opponent's resistance. At this moment, a chilling grin appeared on the corner of his mouth. His momentum suddenly rose. His eyes were as deep as a beast that had been dormant in a deep pool for a long time, emitting a bloodthirsty light, and he was already very ferocious!
His arms seemed to be infected by devilish flames, and suddenly became as dark as the abyss, with dark red flames lingering in the depths. The strength of his arms suddenly became a hundred times stronger, and he stretched his arms backwards violently amid the hissing roar of the clarinet!
Chi la——

This sound was like the sentence of death.

Black Tube's arms, which were as tough as rebar, were ultimately unable to withstand this insane and terrifying force and were tragically torn away from his body.

The muscles were like out-of-control springs, bouncing and breaking with "bangs", and blood was like a raging fountain, splashing wildly, creating a shocking bloody curtain in the air.

Qin Ye stood in the blood curtain, holding two broken arms dripping with blood. He exuded a chilling aura, like a demon from hell.

The air was filled with a bone-chilling murderous intent, and the air around seemed to be condensed by this murderous aura.

Xiao Zizai originally planned to rescue him, but was intercepted by thousands of broken blades.

At this moment, he looked at the blood-soaked man in front of him, his heart seemed to be touched by something, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily opened into a crazy and bloodthirsty smile, and the red light in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

Zhang Chulan squatted on the ground holding Feng Baobao, looking up at Qin Ye beside him with fear in his eyes. He was like a mouse under the nose of an old cat, not daring to move.

As a cold gaze swept over him, his whole body trembled, as if some switch was touched. He turned into thunder, picked up Feng Baobao and fled madly into the distance.

It would have been fine if he hadn't run, but running actually triggered Qin Ye's hunting instinct. His speed might have seemed fast to others, but in Qin Ye's strange eyes, it was no different from crawling.

In an instant, several thick shadow spikes suddenly emerged from the ground, as if they had predicted Zhang Chulan's route, and pierced through his body in an instant, lifting him up.

Zhang Chulan held Feng Baobao in his arms, like two crimson roses roughly stuck on a branch, with blood flowing down along the shadow thorns.

The former's painful trembling and groaning painted a picture of extreme tragedy.

Qin Ye dropped his broken arm, stretched out his hand, and the thousand blades returned and regrouped. He stepped forward, passed by Hei Guan'er who had lost both arms and fell to the ground, and took off his head with a casual touch.

[Harvest Innate Qi (Special): Life Essence +14]

[Ultimate Hunter: Complete the hunt, life strength ↑1%]

A wisp of special source energy flowed down the surface of his body and merged into Qin Ye's body, increasing his life strength slightly, but it was not very obvious to the senses.

In addition to the previous massacre of Huang Boren's men, the Ultimate Hunter's hunting bonus has reached 3%, and two more heads are needed. It seems that it can be completed today.

Looking up, Xiao Zizai was the only one still standing in the field.

As for Wang Zhenqiu, he had already withdrawn from the battlefield when Qin Ye hid in the shadows. His last move with the golden cudgel was originally intended to be used as the final blow.

He has made his point, now it all depends on how capable the company is.

Now on the battlefield, of the five temporary workers, one is dead, one has retreated, and two are disabled, leaving only one person who can't hold on alone. The situation has been decided.

Outside the woods, Gao Lian, the front-line commander of this encirclement and suppression operation, raised his hand and pressed the communicator in his ear, his expression changing slightly.

He received news of the temporary workers' rout.

He immediately directed his men to surround the battle site.

At this moment on the battlefield, Xiao Zizai untied the tie that Ji had tied around his neck, took off his shirt that had long been stained with blood, and exposed his angular upper body.

His pupils were bloodshot and the corners of his mouth were slightly twitching, as if he was trying hard to suppress his madness.

"I originally thought that gangs robbing gangs was a brilliant idea, and I always enjoyed it. It wasn't until I met you that I realized how wrong I was. Daoyan, your path is the one for people like us. When I found out the target of the mission was you, do you know how excited I was!?"

“Seeing one’s true heart clearly, one is free and at ease. Even if one knows that he will be shattered to pieces in the end, one will still walk on the path of one’s true heart.”

"To live in killing, to die in killing, is the ultimate fate of people like us. It's ridiculous that I was lost in confusion before."

Xiao Zizai showed no fear in the face of the powerful Qin Ye. His eyes were full of envy, as if he saw the shadow of the person he had always longed for.

Being born with a bloodlust was not his wish, and he became a Buddha in order to bury his true self.

But a person's true heart cannot be buried.

It is inevitable that he will die.

But dying at the hands of one's own kind is considered a good end.

Across from him, Qin Ye held the knife in silence. Upon hearing his words, he said in a light voice, "I've said before that I'm different from you. Killing is just a means to an end for me."

"Stop quibbling. We are the same kind. You and I are both perverts obsessed with death and fallen into darkness. No matter how honorable your reasons are, they can't hide the bloodthirsty heart beneath your skin!"

Xiao Zizai shook his head, denying Qin Ye's perception of him.

Qin Ye pursed his lips and remained silent.

Explaining to a mentally ill person that you are not mentally ill is simply a sign of illness.

He shook his sword and stepped forward.

The next one is still waiting, it's time to end this one.

(End of this chapter)