"Kill!"

And the cold swordsman had no time to think, at the same time as he took out his sword, the other six or seven other warriors dressed as guests in the tea shop had also struck in unison, and the swords slashed their heads and covered their faces from all sides.

The cold swordsman flicked his wrist, and the long knife in his hand drew a snowy arc to resist attacks from all sides.

"Bell, bell!"

A series of crisp and pleasant sounds of gold and iron colliding exploded, and there were dazzling sparks.

Qin Kun crawled on the table, pretending to be unconscious, and did not use his eyes to see, just by hearing the fierceness of the battle between the two sides.

That cold swordsman is indeed quite good, and he is definitely an outstanding swordsman, with exquisite and clever swordsmanship.

But the group of people besieging him are also warriors, and he is drugged, and there is almost no chance of winning in such a narrow space!

Sure enough, the cold swordsman exercised violently, and the flow of qi and blood accelerated, which caused the drug to attack more violently, and double images appeared in front of his eyes.

"Whew!"

The cold swordsman rushed desperately to kill, like a vicious trapped beast, cutting off the head of a warrior who couldn't dodge, and there was still fear in the eyes of the high-tossed head.

"Snort!"

But at the same time, the cold swordsman was stabbed in the shoulder and abdomen one after another, and the back door was hit by the ghostly short man with a palm, and the cold swordsman could no longer support it, and fell out, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the long knife in his hand also fell to the ground.

The cold swordsman still wanted to struggle, but several warriors had already rushed forward and held him down, making him completely lose the ability to resist.

A fierce battle between the two sides in this tea shop was divided in a short period of time, and a group of warriors such as the short man successfully captured the cold swordsman who was drugged alive at the cost of paying a life!

"...... He killed the fourth child, I'm going to abolish him! So that he won't be able to hold a knife in the future! ”

A blue-clothed warrior with red eyes and the death of one of his own people made him furious, and he wanted to destroy the arms of the cold swordsman on the spot.

But the short man immediately stopped: "Old Five, calm down, the employer's side wants to live!" ”

Someone hired a group of them to deal with this cold swordsman, and promised that those who caught it alive would pay an extra fee, so that the blue-clothed warrior could cut off the arm of the cold swordsman, and the other party would bleed to death.

The blue-clothed warrior took two deep breaths and calmed down.

"Boss, there's a teenager over here...... It should be a passerby, what should I do? ”

At this time, someone spoke, and saw Qin Kun who was 'unconscious' on the table next to him.

"He's seen our faces before, just kill us!"

The short man who pretended to be Xiao Er picked up a blood-stained dagger on the ground and wiped it, and said casually.

Although this cold swordsman is a lone ranger and doesn't seem to have any accomplices, if it is rumored to be out, there will inevitably be trouble, of course, it is to kill people and kill people, and it is convenient to get rid of a hundred!

"You...... You're coming for me...... Why hurt innocent passers-by? ”

The cold swordsman spilled blood from his mouth, gritted his teeth and said angrily, feeling sorry in his heart, knowing that he had caused this innocent young man.

"You can't protect yourself, and you still have to manage others?" The short man smiled disdainfully.

"The world is really chaotic...... Passing by the tea shop and drinking tea can cause death! But alas...... It's only you who are unlucky! ”

Qin Kun, who was crawling on the table and pretending to be unconscious, heard the conversation between the two sides, and a wave of anger and murderous intent surged in his heart.

He just happened to pass by, and there was no obstacle to the grievances between the two sides, but these people pronounced him to death with an understatement during their conversation, which also made Qin Kun's heart boil with murderous intent, and a group of sheep still delusionally wanted to kill a tiger?

"I'm sorry...... It's your luck to die without pain! ”

A lean man came to Qin Kun with a knife, looking at Qin Kun who was crawling on the table, he raised the long knife in his hand without hesitation, and was about to slash at the back of Qin Kun's neck.

But suddenly, the thin man only felt his heart twitch slightly, and an extremely dangerous feeling hit his heart, and he vaguely realized that something was wrong, but it was too late!

Qin Kun, who was originally crawling on the table, stood up without warning, and his right fist seemed to be a sharp arrow and an iron cone, and it slammed angrily on the thin man's neck.

"Click!"

The strong fist smashed the lean man's neck, causing his entire neck to twist and break, his head showed a strange angle, blood leaked from his mouth and nose, his bloodshot eyes were rounded, he staggered back a few steps, fell to the ground softly, his body convulsed, out of breath, and there was no chance of survival!

"You ...... All to die! ”

Qin Kun looked around, his face was expressionless, shrouded in a layer of frost, from the moment this group decided to kill him easily, they were already dead!

"What? One more? ”

The short man and the others were suddenly shocked in their hearts, and they all looked at the thin man who fell in front of them in shock.

In their eyes, Qin Kun was just a plainly dressed passerby, and he happened to bump into them, he was unlucky and wanted to kill people, but the other party suddenly broke out and killed one of them!

"Could it be Xie Jing's accomplice?" The short man was skeptical.

"He killed the eighth! Don't let him go! Break him into pieces and avenge the eighth! ”

And a mournful cry full of murderous intent sounded, and a man in gray saw the tragic death of his companion, and shouted for the rest of the people to go up together and break Qin Kun's body into ten thousand pieces.

Under this shantyhouse, several men with long knives came towards Qin Kun, all with hideous faces.

Qin Kun was not careless, these people all have martial arts, and they have blades in their hands, they still have a lot of threat!

"Whew!"

A man on the left and right flanked him, his long knife slicing through the air, slicing through the flesh and bones, dragging an afterimage.

Iron cloth shirt. Iron Claw Gong!

But under Qin Kun's extremely strong eyesight, the two knives that came from this slash were like slow motion, Qin Kun's five fingers of both hands were bent into claws, and they poked out like lightning, accurately holding them from the back of the knife!

Iron cloth shirt, for the integration of many hard skills, including fists, palms and legs and other moves, although they are extremely basic and not mysterious, but they are also wide open and close, strong and fierce, which is enough!

"What?"

The two martial artists were shocked, and the slash they slashed out was held by Qin Kun on the back of the knife, and no matter how hard they used, it was difficult to move an inch.

Qin Kun grabbed the back of the knife and twisted his hands hard, and a strong spiral force made the two martial artists unable to hold the handle of the knife in pain with their five fingers, and let go of their hands!

"Die!"

Qin Kun held the back of the knife with both hands, and directly stabbed forward with the hilt!

"Whew!"

It was obviously a knife handle that was not sharp, but with the blessing of Qin Kun's great strength, the knife handle tore the muscles of the two of them alive, and the whole root stabbed into the chests of the two of them, and blood overflowed.

The two warriors staggered back and fell to the ground, their eyes wide, and they never imagined that they would die under the hilt of their swords.

"Bang!"

There was a strong wind behind him, and a martial artist who was good at palm techniques took the opportunity to approach Qin Kun from behind, and a palm was imprinted on Qin Kun's vest, ordinary people must have broken bones and broken their hearts when they received this palm, but the martial artist was stunned, only feeling that his palm was like being imprinted on a heavy iron wall, and his concussive palm power was dissolved before it could penetrate Qin Kun's muscles.

Qin Kun is as strong as a tiger, and with Xiao Cheng's iron cloth shirt, even the palm of the nine leaders of the Black Flag Army can hardly hurt him, let alone this martial artist at the most nine-rank level, which is almost the same as tickling.

Qin Kun's face was expressionless, and he slapped out his backhand without looking back.

"Bang!"

The head of the warrior behind him burst out with this powerful slap, and the falling puppet fell to the ground, and his body twitched slightly!

In just a few breaths, more than half of the warriors in this tea shop were killed or wounded.

He ...... Is he a monster? ”

The remaining two or three martial artists stopped the offensive with a numb scalp, and looked at the black-clothed young man who seemed to be a god-killing god in horror, a bloody invisible murderous aura actually made their bodies tremble and their hearts stopped beating.

A group of them are all strong men with martial arts and licking blood from the knife edge, and together they will capture masters like 'Xie Jing' alive, but in front of Qin Kun, they are vulnerable, Qin Kun's casual fists and kicks are unbearable fatal blows for them!

The third grade, the enemy of 100 people, is not just talking!