The visitor felt the slap was solid and felt happy.
However, when the palm of his hand was slapped on the masked figure, the scene where he was directly knocked away did not happen.
"Um?"
The visitor was shocked, and found that the scene he took with his palm was completely different from what he had imagined. The palm of his hand slapped the masked man as if he were hitting a steel plate, which made his palms ache slightly.
After being hit by the person's palm, Jiang Yan's movements were even more swift. He stretched out his left hand, spread his fingers slightly, and instantly pinched the arm that the person wanted to withdraw.
However, his five fingers suddenly exerted force and directly grabbed the visitor's wrist.
Feeling that his wrist was being grabbed, the person's eyes showed a fierce light.
"Get away!"
Amidst the scolding, the young master of the Jin family's body was boiling with energy and blood, and the long sword in his hand instantly appeared in Jiang Yan's chest as if it had broken through the limitations of time and space.
This is the sword technique that the young master of the Jin family has become famous for. This sword technique has helped him kill countless enemies.
If nothing unexpected happens, after this sword attack, the assailant on the opposite side will be pierced through the chest with a sword and will no longer be able to resist.
But the situation was obviously beyond his expectation.
The tip of the sword pierced Jiang Yan's chest, but it did not pass through the chest as he expected. Instead, it seemed like it was piercing the hardest alloy. The sword bent into an arc and barely penetrated!
"A master of horizontal training?"
The young master of the Jin family's heart skipped a beat when the sword was blocked. The curved sword always reminded him that this enemy was different from the previous ones, and his physical body was already terrifying to an unimaginable level.
Ignoring the long sword that pierced his chest, Jiang Yan swung the long sword. Driven by the energy and blood in his body, the long sword was like an iron rod, instantly hitting the opponent's face.
"Snapped!"
After a dull sound, a scar instantly swelled up on the face of the young master from the Jin family.
The young master took two steps back, feeling annoyed, but the corner of his eyes glanced at Jin Yongshun, who was probably dead on the ground, and he couldn't help but feel a flash of joy in his eyes.
His name is Jin Yongzhen, and he is the illegitimate son of Jin Kangqi.
Although he was very talented and worked hard enough, he was promoted to level five extraordinary at the age of twenty-four. However, his status as an illegitimate son destined his position in the Jin family to be very embarrassing. He could only participate in the peripheral business of the Jin family. The core interests were firmly controlled by Jin Yongshun and Jin Huize and his son, and he could not get involved at all.
Now that I see Jin Yongshun being killed by the masked man, and thinking about Jin Huize's death before, Jin Kangqi can only choose him as his successor.
How could he not be happy at the thought of being able to take charge of the behemoth Jin family in the near future?
"It's so strange that you are so happy to die?"
A cold word came to his ears unexpectedly. Before he could see clearly, the masked man had already approached him. The sword light flashed across like a meteor, and the world in front of him was instantly turned upside down.
"boom!"
The body fell to the ground.
Jiang Yan supported the ghost face, looked at the light of the fire, and strode out of the study.
After taking a few steps, other bodyguards from the Jin family and trained black-armored warriors rushed over.
Among the crowd, a voice that sounded very familiar to Jiang Yan shouted angrily: "Kill him!"
Raising his eyebrows, Jiang Yan looked at the bodyguards and dead soldiers who were almost blocking the door, his expression calm.
Blood was dripping down from the ordinary sword he bought randomly from an ordinary stall.
More people died in his hands that night than he could count, but in the face of the Jin family's dead soldiers coming up, his men still showed no mercy.
What is the purpose of taking risks and injecting genetic agents to evolve?
Becoming stronger?
Yes, but not entirely!
In the beginning, I worked hard to become stronger and evolve just to live a better life, at least not to become a hopeless social beast!
After that, I gradually became ambitious and wanted to have the right to say "no"!
After that,...
Now, since the Jin family is determined to cause trouble for them one by one, they have no choice but to kill whoever comes and whoever blocks them!
A true man is born between heaven and earth, he must do what he says and his actions must bear fruit!
If I say kill your whole family, I will kill your whole family, I will kill your whole family!
No one is missing!
As a long-established elite in the alliance, the Jin family naturally trained extraordinary soldiers.
The dead soldiers who came up were dressed in black armor and formed into groups of three or five. They cooperated with each other tacitly and moved like thunder.
Jiang Yan had a ghost face and was not afraid at all.
With a swing of the long sword, the sound of the sword echoed through the backyard, and the three-foot sword light swept away.
Although the long sword is not his usual weapon, he has never practiced swordsmanship. But after he mastered the sword technique "Molin" he created himself, the long sword still has great power in his hand.
His body was like a fish swimming against the tide, and he rushed into the dead soldiers in an instant. The sword light swept across, and the expensive black armor equipped on the dead soldiers was cut open in an instant.
Blood rained down.
Jiang Yan's figure never stopped, protected by a fantasy Taoist body, and covered with a layer of pale yellow light. He completely ignored the attacks of the black-armored dead soldiers and hacked at will in the crowd.
Jiang Yan, who possesses the extraordinary power of the fifth level and the power of an innate master, has an obvious strength advantage when facing the dead soldiers who are generally around the third level.
When Jiang Yan could ignore the group attacks of the black-armored warriors, the "ant-killing elephant" tactic pursued by the black-armored warriors was naturally self-defeating.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yan penetrated the formation of black-armored dead warriors, but after the long sword made of ordinary material in his hand slashed through several black armors, many small gaps appeared, and even cracks appeared in some places.
He casually kicked away the nearest black-armored dead soldier, grabbed the long sword in the opponent's hand, bullied him again, and blended into the crowd of black-armored dead soldiers to continue harvesting.
The black-armored warriors trained by the Jin family with countless efforts and huge financial and material resources were constantly falling down like harvested weeds under Jiang Yan's long sword.
Several tall black-armored dead soldiers were guarding the young man who was giving orders. Seeing the black-armored dead soldiers falling in pieces, his heart seemed to be bleeding. These black-armored dead soldiers will be his property in the future. This is gone.
The young man looked at the invincible Ghost-Faced Man among the black-armored dead soldiers, and he was constantly evaluating the Ghost-Faced Man's strength and specific identity in his heart.
Is the Ghost-Faced Man a fifth-level transcendent?
A master with a sword?
But why is there still a shadow of horizontal training?
Is it a genetic defense skill or a horizontal kung fu skill developed by oneself?
The young man thought carefully, when did the Jin family provoke a strong man with such murderous intentions?
Since arriving at Beixuanxing, everything seems to be going wrong for the Jin family.
First, the substitute he had trained since childhood died inexplicably, and then Jin Zaixian, the business pillar of the Jin family in Begui City, died.
Looking at the direction in which the ghost-faced man rushed out, his nominal father must also be in danger.
The young man looked at Jiang Yan as if he was in a deserted place, and winked at the several fourth-level genetic superpower guards around him, signaling them to rush forward and surround Jiang Yan together.
Jiang Yan looked along the four obviously more powerful guards who rushed over, and a familiar face caught his eye.
Um?
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes. What's going on?
This person had obviously been killed by me before. Could it be that he was revived after he left? Has the league’s current medical level made a new breakthrough?
