I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 425: Encountering God and Killing God

But it didn't take long for this guy named Qian Zhijian to stop thinking so.

And the ferocious expression of wanting to kill just now has disappeared.

Instead, there was a look of horror.

Because when he chased into the forest, Qian Zhijian suddenly discovered that they were actually surrounded.

Damn, are these guys from Canglongmen considered decent?Why do you still learn to ambush the Yin people now?

Suddenly encountering such an extremely dangerous situation, he couldn't help being surprised.

Around them, there are at least a hundred people.

With twenty against one hundred, no matter how strong his head is, there is no possibility of winning.

And these guys in front of them all showed a ferocious look, as if they were going to pounce on them and tear them apart the next moment.

When Qian Zhijian saw Xu Shuqing, the head of the Canglong Sect, standing in the crowd surrounding them, the fear in his heart was even more like the stormy waves surging in the sea.

Damn it, the head of the Canglong Sect was obviously trapped in the valley by them, why did he suddenly come in front of him now?
If Xu Shuqing in front of him is real, who is that in the valley?

In addition, in the previous few battles, they killed at least thirty guys from the Canglongmen.

And in the valley, more than 100 Canglongmen disciples were besieged by them.

But now, there are more than a hundred disciples of the Canglongmen here.

This number is completely out of line!

Where the hell did these people come from?Could it be that it came out of the ground?
Thinking hard!
The more Qian Zhijian thought about it, the more terrified he became.

No, I have to find a way to remind those companions at the entrance of the valley that the situation in the valley may have changed.

But before Qian Zhijian could think of a way, a long sword had already struck his throat.

The first to end was Xu Shuqing, the head of the Canglong Sect who he thought was still trapped in the valley.

Xu Shuqing, who had been trapped in the valley for several hours before, was still holding his breath.

Due to the terrain, Xu Shuqing was worried that if he forcibly broke through, he would cause a lot of casualties, so he was not in a hurry to lead everyone out.

However, his majestic head of the Canglong Sect was actually blocked in the valley by people, and the block lasted for several hours.

This taste is not very pleasant.

What made him even more heartbroken was that the Canglong Sect had already lost more than [-] members of the same sect during the several battles between the two sides.

The disciples of the Canglongmen that he brought out this time are only about two hundred in total.

This time he lost nearly [-]%, how could Xu Shuqing not feel sad?
Seeing these cultists of the White Lotus Sect at this time, it was like meeting enemies, and they were very special.

Therefore, Xu Shuqing, whose martial arts cultivation base has reached the first-class high-grade peak state, without a word, raises his hand and is a sword.

The epee has no sharp edge, and it does not work well.

There is nothing fancy about this sword.

A three-foot-long green blade went straight to the opponent's throat.

There are no sword flowers, and no false moves.

But Qian Zhijian, who was facing him, already felt the threat of death.

fast.

This sword is a fast character.

So much so that after the long sword passed by, there was even an afterimage left in midair.

Fearing death, Qian Zhijian, who had just broken through to the first-class mid-level martial arts, pulled a companion beside him to him without hesitation.

In the next second, he, using his companion as a shield, jumped back vigorously, trying to get away from Xu Shuqing's death threat.

Fortunately, with such a jump, his goal was achieved.

Xu Shuqing, who killed the shield with a sword, did not regard Qian Zhijian, who was about to be frightened, as a fixed pursuit target.

His only goal is to kill these cultists of the White Lotus Sect as soon as possible.

So after Qian Zhijian temporarily escaped, Xu Shuqing did not continue to pursue him.

I saw him raise the long sword in his hand again, and quickly stabbed at the nearest White Lotus Cult cultist.

Anyway, these guys have already fallen into their encirclement, fleeing or not fleeing is the difference between taking a few more breaths and taking a few less breaths.

Xu Shuqing didn't care who died first and who died later.

Regarding this point, Qian Zhijian, who was on the brink of death, was quite concerned about it.

While the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, Qian Zhijian quickly shot directly at the weakest position in the encirclement.

"Anyone who doesn't want to die, get the hell out of here!" A tyrannical voice exploded from him.

At this moment, Qian Zhijian could no longer care about the twenty subordinates behind him.

With the rhythm of the other party not saying a word and coming up to death, he knew that staying here would be a dead word.

Although there are hundreds of people around in the surrounding mountains and forests, even the weakest defenses are guarded by several people.

But ants still steal their lives.

As long as Qian Zhijian still has breath and doesn't want to die young, he has to fight again.

Under the domination of the shadow of death, he fled and showed a hideous face again.

As for the long sword in his hand, Qian Zhijian swung it so that it filled the sky with sword shadows.

At this moment, he already has the determination to kill gods when he meets gods, and Buddhas when he meets Buddhas.

It's a pity that no matter how fierce Qian Zhijian bared his teeth and claws, the one-armed old man standing in front of him still remained motionless.

The old man's remaining arm was holding a long sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Qian Zhijian who was rushing towards him.

Seeing that the one-armed old man showed no sign of giving in at all, Qian Zhijian's heart skipped a beat.

Wan Duzi, at a critical moment, unexpectedly encountered an idea that is not afraid of death.

At this time, Qian Zhijian was very clear-headed. Seeing that this guy was not easy to mess with, he immediately turned around and ran towards the young guy next to him with a kitchen knife.

A one-armed hero with a disabled body and a strong will is not easy to mess with. This silly boy with a kitchen knife as a weapon will never be a bone that cannot be chewed.

It's too late, it's too soon.

The long sword in Qian Zhijian's hand has turned into several sword shadows, and they galloped towards the opponent in an instant.

There is an old saying: the scorpion needs to be picked up.

Seeing that slightly immature face getting closer and closer to the tip of his sword, Qian Zhijian's expression became more ferocious.

The short distance of a few feet is fleeting.

Qian Zhijian, who was brandishing a long sword, had already begun to think about whether the blood gushing from the wound of the kid opposite would splash his face after his head was moved.
His sword was not as fast as Xu Shuqing's, but that foolish boy on the other side couldn't compare to him either.

Of course, even if this idiot's reaction speed can be compared with his, but the other side, there is no fellow who can be used as a human shield.

So, kid, you're dead this time.

However, don't blame Uncle Qian for being cruel.

If you want to blame, you can only blame your head for not leaving a way for the uncle to survive.

Otherwise, your uncle Qian wouldn't be so desperate.

(End of this chapter)