Martial arts long journey

Chapter 99
Seeing that the blood-quenching disciple of the Chun family bled to death from the seven orifices, Zhou Yan slowly walked towards another Chun family disciple.

"You don't know either?"

Repeating the same trick, he raised his foot and stepped on the chest of a Chun family child outside, Zhou Yan asked again.

Afterwards, before the Chun family disciple could answer, Zhou Yan stomped on it even harder.

It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and not everyone can face death with a firm bone.

After seeing two Chun family children bleeding to death from Qiqiao with their own eyes, the remaining four Chun family children were immediately scared out of their wits.

"I said, I said! The head of the family took the third and fourth masters out, and we don't know what to do."

"The Eldest Young Master is not in the mansion either. Second Master is the only person in charge of the Chun family now, and he is recuperating in the inner house."

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The four Chun family disciples seemed to be afraid that if there was a slight delay, they would lose their lives directly, so they shouted in a hurry.

"The Patriarch of the Chun family and the third and fourth masters of the Chun family must be those three fighters in the fetal breath realm, but the young master of the Chun family is a bit tricky."

Hearing the voices of these four Chun family children, Zhou Yan couldn't help but frown.

As the saying goes, weeds must be cut by the roots, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Zhou Yan came to Chun's house this time to cut off future troubles, but the young master of Chun's family was not in Chun's house, which made Zhou Yan feel a little troubled.

Zhou Yan, who just came to Sui'an Mansion yesterday, didn't know the details of Sui'an Mansion at all. If the young master of Chun's family wanted to hide, he would have nothing to do.

"Forget it, let's deal with that Second Lord Chun first!"

With a thought in his heart, Zhou Yan raised his feet and took a step, Dang even prepared to walk towards Chun's inner house.

"Da da da!"

But before Zhou Yan could take a step forward, the sound of hurried footsteps mixed with the sound of the sword being unsheathed suddenly sounded from behind him and reached his ears.

Turning around and looking back, Zhou Yan happened to see a young man stepping into the gate of Chun's family surrounded by more than ten Chun's children.

"Bold madman, dare to hurt the life of my Chun family's son, kill him for me!"

As soon as the young man saw Zhou Yan's figure, his eyes turned red and he said harshly.

Following the young man's order, more than a dozen Chun family disciples clustered around the young man immediately held slender long swords and rushed towards Zhou Yan to kill him.

Seeing such a situation, Zhou Yan was not afraid at all, he raised his eyebrows and asked the four Chun family children lying on the ground: "Is he the young master of your Chun family?"

Even though the four Chun family children around him didn't answer out loud, Zhou Yan affirmed his guess from their expressions.

Now that the fish that slipped through the net came to the door by himself, Zhou Yan naturally didn't have any hesitation anymore, and immediately jumped up to meet the ten or so Chun family children.

At the same time, seeing that Zhou Yan made a wrong step, he directly brought a slender long sword on the ground into his hand.

Although Zhou Yan had never practiced any swordsmanship, just relying on his own martial arts strength, he was enough to crush those Chun family disciples.

Zhou Yan walked like a wandering dragon among those Chun family's children, the slender long sword in his hand gleamed coldly, as relaxed and comfortable as a stroll in the courtyard.

However, whenever the cold light of the slender long sword shone, a blood flower would bloom at the same time.

After dozens of breaths, the more than ten Chun family disciples lay on the ground one after another, all of them died because Zhou Yan's slender long sword pierced the vital points of their bodies.

Seeing more than a dozen children of his Chun family die in an instant, a look of astonishment appeared in the eyes of the young man.

This young man is Chun Jianbai's only son, Chun Yinghao, the young master of Chun's family.

Just as Chun Yinghao got the treasure that was stolen by Chu Ting and returned to Chun's house, he ran into Zhou Yan who killed Shang Chun's family. He was so angry that he immediately ordered the Chun's children to surround and kill Zhou Yan.

You must know that all of these ten or so Chun family disciples are warriors in the blood-tempering realm, and Chun Yinghao's strength is slightly stronger than them.

However, who would have thought that the ten or so Chun family disciples would die under Zhou Yan's sword the moment they met each other, and it was their Chun family's standard slender long sword.

This made Chun Yinghao feel a deep sense of fear immediately, and he said tremblingly: "Who is your Excellency?! Why do you have to make trouble with my Chun family?!"

Holding the blood-stained slender sword in hand, Zhou Yan walked towards Chun Yinghao one step at a time: "Your Chun family has sent four warriors from the realm of fetal breath to deal with me one after another. Why do you think I should fight with you Chun Yinghao?" Can't make it home?!"

"Are you the scholar that Chu Ting said?"

Hearing Zhou Yan's voice, Chun Yinghao exclaimed in disbelief: "What about my father? Didn't my father go to deal with you? Why do you still appear in Chun's house?!"

"Those three warriors in the realm of fetal breath? They should be on the road to Huangquan now!"

Slowly raising the slender long sword in his hand, Zhou Yan said softly with a half-smile, "Don't panic, if you walk faster, you should be able to catch up with them!"

After getting the news of the death of his father, uncle and others, the despair in Chun Yinghao's eyes became more and more intense, and he knew that he might not be able to escape today.

As the distance between Zhou Yan and Chun Yinghao gradually narrowed, the despair in Chun Yinghao's eyes turned a ferocious blood red, but seeing him pull out the slender long sword in his hand, he stabbed towards Zhou Yan directly.

At this moment, Chun Yinghao seemed to be scared out of his wits by Zhou Yan, he didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​the rules, and just rushed forward with the hatred in his heart.

Seeing such a scene, the corner of Zhou Yan's mouth couldn't help showing a disdainful arc.

After dodging Chun Yinghao's attack, Zhou Yan raised his hand and stabbed the slender long sword he picked up casually into Chun Yinghao's chest fiercely.

The severe pain in his heart made Chun Yinghao regain his sanity. He stared at Zhou Yan, and said in a weak voice of hatred: "Ahem... my sister is a disciple of Ba... Bajing Sword Sect, you... ...you wiped out my whole family of Chun, she...she won't let you go..."

Looking at Chun Yinghao, whose mouth was continuously flowing with blood, Zhou Yan's brows couldn't help but frown together. He didn't expect that there would be a woman from Chun's family who worshiped under the Bajing Sword Sect.

However, the matter has come to this point, Zhou Yan will naturally not have the slightest regret, only to see that the slender long sword in his hand stirred, even if it completely wiped out Chun Yinghao's last vitality.

(End of this chapter)