Need for Urban Supreme

Chapter 365 It's not just outrageous, it's just weird

Qin Yan had already made up his mind about killing ghosts.

No one can change his mind.

"Master, didn't you just say that? Don't care about our affairs!"

"This! This..." Ma Zehong was choked by Qin Yan's words, which was exactly what he said just now.

"Master, don't worry! I do things properly!" Qin Yan looked at Ma Zehong very seriously, his eyes full of confidence.

Ma Zehong thought for a while, nodded, and agreed with Qin Yan's decision.

In fact, Ma Zehong also knew that these two ghost messengers would definitely sue when they returned to the underworld, and both Qin Yan and Ma's family would get into trouble.

It's better to blame the Mao family now.

Qin Yan turned his head and looked at the two disciples of the Mao family expressionlessly: "Will you kill them?"

The two Mao disciples lowered their heads and dared not speak.

"In this case, I'm sorry!" Qin Yan grabbed the throat of one of the Mao disciples and pinched his throat.

The brittle bones immediately made a "cracking" sound.

This trick was learned by Qin Yan from Li Tianba.

Back then when Li Tianba fought with Beihu, he captured Hu people not only beheaded and cut in half, but also sometimes pinched their throats and watched them suffocate to death.

At this time, because the person cannot breathe air, his face will gradually turn purple, and finally he will even stick out his tongue and stare out his eyes.

This process is very painful and lasts about 4 minutes until the brain dies due to lack of oxygen.

This is what the disciples of the Mao family are like now.

He covered his throat, looked at Qin Yan in horror, opened his mouth to inhale, but no matter how hard he inhaled, he couldn't.

After a while, with a "bang", the disciple of the Mao family fell to the ground. He covered his throat with one hand and kept scratching the ground with the other.

The fingers were worn out, but they were still scratching.

Let the blood flow everywhere, let the flesh be ground away, revealing the white bones.

At the same time, he kept kicking his legs and turning over, bringing up all the dust on the ground.

Another disciple of the Mao family turned pale with fright when he saw how miserable his companion was.

"See, this is what happens if he doesn't do anything. I think you should be self-aware! Then do you want to do it?"

Qin Yan said in a flat tone, but full of unquestionable tone.

"I am willing! I am willing!" The disciple of the Mao family nodded in fright.

"That's good! Kill them!" Qin Yan pointed at the two ghost messengers.

The disciples of the Mao family walked towards the two ghost messengers step by step.

The two ghost messengers were frightened, and it took a long time to realize that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Qin Yan:

"My lord, the little one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, so just treat me like a fart!"

"My lord, we will never dare again in the future!"

Qin Yan didn't bother to pay attention to their entreaties, but instead urged the disciples of the Mao family: "Can you hurry up? Do you want to be like him?"

"I'll be right away!"

The disciple of the Ma family shouted loudly, took out the mahogany sword, chanted a mantra, and stabbed the skinny ghost in the chest.

Ghost messengers are also ghosts after all, so the way to deal with them is naturally Taoism.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the mahogany sword pierced the skinny ghost's chest and pierced through his back.

The skinny ghost lowered his head, watching helplessly as his soul slowly disintegrated, and finally vanished into thin air.

"My lord! Please don't..."

Before the fat ghost could finish his words, the mahogany sword also passed through his chest and out from his back.

The fat ghost quickly became the same as the skinny ghost, first the soul and body faded away, and then disappeared.

After killing the two ghost messengers, Qin Yan put his hand on the head of the Mao family disciple and destroyed his memory with his soul power.

The disciple of the Mao family immediately turned into a dementia, and giggled "hehehe".

In this way, although the underworld can trace the fat and thin ghost messenger killed by this disciple of the Mao family, they will not know who ordered it.

After doing all this, Qin Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Qin Yan, you are so courageous!" Ma Zehong sighed.

"Master, there is no way to do this. In fact, I don't want to do this, but if I don't, it will bring trouble to me and the Ma family."

"Qin Yan, stop talking about this. Where are Murong Xuehan and Li Tianba?"

Ma Jiao was very curious and didn't understand why Murong Xuehan and Li Tianba were not by Qin Yan's side. She remembered that the two of them had always been by Qin Yan's side.

"We got separated!"

Qin Yan told Ma Jiao and Ma Zehong everything that happened just now.

Ma Zehong rubbed his chin and said to himself: "Strange, why is a princess' tomb so powerful! Even the emperor's tomb may not be like this!"

Under normal circumstances, although the emperor was also buried with him, it was impossible to bury eighteen generals alive, and at most a few commanders and soldiers were buried symbolically.

The rest are replaced by pottery figurines or figurines.

"Master, is this tomb outrageous?"

"It's not just outrageous, it's just weird!"

Qin Yan remembered that Zhao Zishen had said before that this tomb was very strange, and he didn't know where the strangeness was.

"Forget it, let's hurry up and find Murong Xuehan and Li Tianba! It would be even better if we can meet someone from the Mao family!"

The Mao family had been gathering together before, and Qin Yan couldn't do anything.

Now that the Mao family is separated, it is time to defeat the Mao family one by one.

Ma Zehong nodded and agreed with Qin Yan's words.

The three of them were just about to pass through the gate of the tomb, but there was a sound of running and roaring from the other side of the gate.

After a while, Mao Huijun who had just left rushed out from the gate.

His hair was disheveled, his body was covered with injuries, and his eyes were full of horror, as if he had encountered something that frightened him extremely.

Qin Yan immediately stopped Mao Huijun.

Mao Huijun recited the incantation, shouted loudly, and slapped Qin Yan's chest with his palm.

"Qin Yan, be careful!" Ma Jiao turned pale with shock, and while reminding Qin Yan loudly, she stretched out her hand to push Qin Yan.

"Qin Yan, get out of the way!" Ma Zehong was also shocked, and stretched out his hand to pull Qin Yan.

Qin Yan didn't care, what he was most curious about now was who was chasing after Mao Huijun and scared Mao Huijun like this.

Whether it was Ma Jiao or Ma Zehong, their speed was a step slower.

With a "bang", Mao Huijun slapped Qin Yan's chest with his palm.

At this moment, Ma Jiao's heart almost burst with a "bang".

She cried out in her heart: No!
At the same time, Ma Zehong also lamented in his heart, thinking that Qin Yan would definitely be seriously injured this time, and even die.

In their thinking, Qin Yan was just a Taoist master, and he couldn't resist the attack of Mao Huijun, a celestial master.

What's more, the opponent is still a thunderous blow with all his strength.

In fact, they didn't know at all that Qin Yan had spiritual protection, not to mention Mao Huijun, even Mao Quyu couldn't hurt him a single hair.

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(End of this chapter)