Chapter 2 Violent Killing God
When the four people took action, they were clearly well-trained.
Chen Xuan sank and rolled around in the pile of corpses, rolling to the middle of the road. A faster middle-aged man had already rushed to Chen Xuan brandishing a knife.
This middle-aged man is also the strongest among the four, with a third-level Xuan level.
If an ordinary first-level Xuan-level person faced a third-level Xuan-level person, he would only be tortured and killed. But who is Chen Xuan? He is a god-level powerhouse. He has saved many people and killed even more people.
"Fire Tiger Slash!"
The middle-aged man roared, with a ferocious light in his eyes. This knife was bound to cut Chen Xuan in half. However, Chen Xuan moved faster. He threw the knife in his hand and slashed with a whoosh. Hit the middle-aged man's shoulder.
However, due to his strong defense of profound energy, he only made a small blood mark.
"You're just at the first level of Xuan level and you still want to hurt me! Do...boom..."
A burst of profound energy burst out directly on the shoulder, and the terrifying power directly blew up the middle-aged man of the third level of the profound level, making it difficult for him to move his head.
When the other three saw this, they couldn't help but stop. The strongest middle-aged man was killed by the other party. This boy's strength seemed not simple.
"Come on, he was seriously injured, and he must have no profound energy now!"
One person said with a glint in his eyes.
On the contrary, Chen Xuan's body was filled with profound energy.
He picked up a long knife again on the ground. The two Xuan-level first-level killers were no match for Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan's ruthless and precise combat experience gave him powerful lethality. He could raise and lower the knife in just five moves. Around them, the two of them fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.
"You...you are the devil..."
How had a ninth-level yellow-level person ever seen such a ruthless killing method? He didn't blink at all. He raised the knife and dropped it, killing someone as easily and directly as killing a chicken. He was so frightened that he dropped his weapon and ran away.
Chen Xuan glanced with disdain, kicked his foot, and a steel knife shot straight out, catching up with the fleeing person and directly piercing the body!
With unwillingness in his eyes, the man slowly fell down.
"How...how is it possible..."
"How is that possible? Don't you know that I devoted myself to practicing alchemy because I killed too many people? Do you really think that I am a tiger without teeth?"
Chen Xuan wiped the blood from his hands.
Before being called the Immortal Alchemist by the world, Chen Xuan also had a nickname, called the God of Violent Killing.
All of Chen Xuan's enemies in his previous life were killed by quite violent means, leaving no one alive. Therefore, in the Xuantian Continent, he was almost an invincible and lonely existence. He only started researching when he couldn't find anything to do. This alchemy technique, accidentally, created the Alchemy Lord.
The youngest god-level powerhouse on the Xuantian Continent, the youngest Alchemist, was only twenty-eight years old when he died!
Even though Chen Xuan was usually docile, it was because he didn't bother to do anything.
After groping around on the corpses of several people, there was nothing else except some Ecstasy smoke and Wu Du Powder.
"Some force should be disguising it. Robbers and bandits don't have such means."
Chen Xuan packed up the Ecstasy Tobacco Powder and Wudu Powder. These two medicines can be turned into powerful hallucinogens by adding a little something. Even if they are at the ninth level of Xuan level, Chen Xuan is sure to poison the opponent. .
"From what they said before, the leader of the Disha Guard Group and that Wang Qianyu should not be dead."
Chen Xuan stood among the piles of corpses, frowning and thinking.
The obsession in his mind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Chen Xuan was slightly surprised. He had to find Wang Qianyu quickly, otherwise the obsession would go crazy and he would definitely become unconscious. , after all, he is an outsider.
"Okay, okay, I'll chase you right away."
He groped along the road ahead, but behind him were dozens of corpses lying in the middle of the road.
On the outskirts of Beishui City, in a ruined temple.
Huang Quan, who was seriously injured, was sitting on the ground. There were arrow wounds on his abdomen, left shoulder, and right leg, and the blood flowing out had turned black. It was obvious that the arrow was highly poisonous.
"Miss Wang, Beishui City is ten miles ahead. When night falls, you take the lower road and I'll hold them back..." Huang Quan said. As the leader of the Disha Defense Group, this time he was in trouble. The entire security group , that is, he is still alive, but looking at the situation now, he is afraid that he will not live much longer.
"No, Uncle Huang, you have to come with me." Wang Qianyu said. Although he was only fifteen years old, Wang Qianyu knew the kindness. Huang Quan and others tried their best to escort him, so how could he be alone.
"Silly girl, our security team accepts the mission. Of course we must complete the mission. We are just working for money. You are our mission, so you can continue the reputation of our security team when you arrive in Beishui City... It's a pity that my Chen Xuan’s little grandson…”
Huang Quan sighed, he was nearly sixty and had no children, so he picked up Chen Xuan to raise him. He shouldn't have brought that boy with him on this trip.
Hearing the name Chen Xuan, the previous scene also appeared in Wang Qianyu's mind. When a killer rushed forward and was about to kill him, a figure rushed forward desperately to protect him, but But he fell down forever.
Wang Qianyu, who is only fifteen years old, has a delicate face and a skin that can be broken by a bullet. Even though he is being chased and his body is a little dirty, he can't hide his dusty temperament. The atmosphere in the ruined temple seems a bit gloomy. Wang Qianyu couldn't help but shrink back.
Wang Qianyu was about to say something when Huang Quan suddenly threw Wang Qianyu to the ground.
Boo hoo hoo——
Countless cold arrows shot in from the roof and the window.
As if there was a rain of arrows in the house, Huang Quan had quick eyes and quick hands, and his seventh-level Xuan Qi protected the two of them, and he rolled out of the back window.
"Haha, Huang Quan, your Disha security team has done its best to do this job. Hand over that little girl, and I, the Dark Horse Thieves Gang, can let you live."
A scarred man stood on horseback with his sword drawn, surrounded by a circle of people dressed as bandits and bandits, with their teeth and claws showing, looking at Huang Quan in front of him with murderous eyes.
It is already surrounded!
When Huang Quan saw this scene, his heart was filled with despair, and there was a trace of despair in his eyes.
"Don't hurt Grandpa Huang, I'll go with you..."
Wang Qianyu took the initiative to stand up, opened his hands, and protected Huang Quan behind him. Just when he rushed out, he was hit by three arrows again and was dying.
"Hehe, little girl, don't worry, as long as you follow us obediently, we won't kill him." Seeing this, the scarred man headed by him suddenly showed a smile that he thought was kind, but to Wang Qianyu, it seemed like It's as ferocious as a demon.
"Girl...don't..."
Huang Quan still didn't understand that if Wang Qianyu walked out, not only would he die, but Wang Qianyu's life might not be saved.
"Come on, not only will I not hurt your Grandpa Huang, I will also heal him..."
The man with the scar smiled and made a slight gesture with his eyes. The person behind him drew his bow and arrow, aiming at Huang Quan lying on the ground.
"Get her!"
The two people around the scarred man immediately flew out and grabbed Wang Qianyu. At the same time, the person behind him also shot Huang Quan's head with a whistling arrow!
Whoosh——
Just when the two people who rushed over were about to catch Wang Qianyu, a figure fell from the sky and stood in front of Wang Qianyu. Facing the two people who rushed over, they palmed each one.
There were two bangs and he fell to the ground.
The whistling poisonous arrow was also caught by the visitor with his open hand.
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The arrow penetrated the palm of his hand, and Chen Xuan held it firmly in his hand.
"Fortunately, I caught up!"
