Uncle Jiu: I am the one-armed swordsman, I will destroy the devil in a year

Chapter 56: Breaking the Law with Force! Killing on the Spot!
At this moment, Wencai and Qiu Sheng also rushed out. Looking at the miserable situation of the two Taoists outside, Wencai and Qiu Sheng took a deep breath.

"Brother Qin is really fierce!"

"Too fierce."

The disciples of the Wind and Rain categories were both trembling in fear. Facing this ferocious one-armed man, they were really scared.

"No, don't kill us. Please, sir, spare our lives."

Qin An is certainly not a saintly bitch. Sparing their lives? That's just a dream.

If I wasn't strong enough and hadn't condensed into a golden skin state in advance, would they let me go? Of course not, not only would they not let him go, they would also make his life worse than death.

Qin An laughed coldly: "I'll let you go. Do you think I'm a fool?"

Qin An kicked out with both feet, and the two Taoists were kicked away like sandbags.

The two Taoists fell to the ground and died on the spot.

"Wencai, Qiusheng, search them to see if they have anything valuable."

"Okay, Brother Qin, we are good at this." Wencai and Qiu Sheng ran over and soon took out five hundred dollars from the four people, and they handed it to Qin An.

Qin An also gave each of them fifty yuan as a reward for their hard work.

"Thank you, Brother Qin." Wencai and Qiu Sheng smiled.

"Where is your uncle now?" Qin An asked.

"I should have gone to Chunfeng Tower."

"I'm going to change my clothes. You go over there first. I'll be there soon." Qin An looked at the blood stains on his body. His clothes were dirty and smelled of blood. He had to change into a new set.

Next, Wencai and Qiu Sheng ran away. Now that Qin An’s strength was obvious to all, the two of them became much bolder.

……

Qin An returned home, took a cold shower, changed his clothes and rushed to Chunfeng Tower.

Inside the private room of Chunfeng Tower, Taoist Simu was drinking with a very grim look on his face. He always felt that Qin An was a talented guardian general, but he was naturally upset that he could not protect this kid tonight.

The master of Qingfeng Temple laughed triumphantly. He calculated the time and it should be about time. With his four true disciples, it would be no problem for him to defeat a warrior.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Simu, I won't drink this wine. Thank you for your hospitality tonight."

After saying that, the master of Qingfeng Temple walked downstairs. Taoist Simu snorted coldly and also walked downstairs.

Just at this time.

Two figures rushed over.

"Uncle Master."

Taoist Simu looked at the two of them and sighed, "You don't have to say anything, I know everything, let's go."

Having said that, Taoist Simu glanced at the smug Qingfeng Temple Master.

"Qingfeng, you and I are cultivators, you should know that those with evil intentions will be punished, so you better take care of yourself."

The head of Qingfeng Temple snorted coldly: "I don't need you to point fingers at me."

At this time, Wencai and Qiu Sheng said, "Uncle Master, don't get me wrong. It was Brother Qin who beat those four people to death."

Taoist Simu opened his eyes wide.

"You, what did you say?"

"I mean Brother Qin killed those four Taoist priests."

The head of Qingfeng Temple frowned when he saw this. He snorted coldly, "Impossible. The four of Fengyu Leidian are my true disciples. How could they not be able to defeat a one-armed warrior? What a joke. At this time, you are still trying to fool me? Do you really think I am a three-year-old child?"

At this moment, a voice came.

"Old man, who fooled you?"

At this point, Qin An held four round objects in one hand. Upon closer inspection, the four round objects were covered in blood. They were the four heads of wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Qin An threw the four round heads with his big hand, and they fell to the feet of the Qingfeng Temple Master.

Taoist Simu took a deep breath and said, "Yes, it's the four true disciples!"

At the same time, Taoist Simu looked at Qin An with disbelief. You know, Qin An was hit by the blood curse of life and death. These four true disciples are indeed not simple. They are many times stronger than Wencai Qiu Sheng and his apprentice Jiale.

These four true disciples went to surround and kill Qin An, but just as they met, Qin An came back with four heads in his hands.

In other words, Qin An killed four true disciples in seconds.

"Good guy, what a good guy!" Taoist Simu became a little excited.

The master of Qingfeng Temple looked at the four bloody heads and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"I want you dead! One-armed boy!!"

boom!
The powerful magic power spread out like a strong wind, and the leaves around danced wildly like elves.

Taoist Simu felt the pressure of the magic power rolling, and he immediately said: "Qin boy, be careful, I will help you, you and I will be able to fight him together!"

Hearing this, the head of Qingfeng Temple shouted, "Simu, do you want to be my enemy?"

Simu snorted coldly, "So what if I'm your enemy! Your Qingfeng clan has long been in decline, and now you're the only one left. I'm not afraid of you. Besides, I have the support of Maoshan, so why should I be afraid of a Qingfeng Temple like you?"

The main reason is that Simu thinks Qin An is a real talent, so he decided to go all out this time.

He was sure that Qin An would be extraordinary in the future. Even if he did not become his disciple or enter Mount Mao, he would still be a rare talent in the future.

"Very good, Four Eyes, One-Armed Boy, then both of you come at me together. I want to see how you can stop me. I want to kill people tonight, and no one can stop me. I will kill you first to vent my anger!"

Taoist Simu was about to rush forward, but Qin An stepped forward and said, "Senior Simu, I'll handle this matter myself!"

The master of Qingfeng Temple raised his hand and activated his magic power, and swept his palm towards Qin An first.

"Boy, you are no match for him, retreat quickly." Simu shouted.

Looking at the fierce palm technique coming at him, Qin An instantly activated the piercing palm technique, concentrating the palm power on his right palm. In an instant, Qin An raised his hand and shook it across the air.

boom!
Two palms facing each other!

The air exploded, creating a circle of ripples.

The Qingfeng Temple master couldn't help but slide on the ground.

"What kind of palm technique!!!"

The master of Qingfeng Temple gritted his teeth and felt as if his entire arm was torn apart.

Qin An took a step forward, opening and closing his palm technique to sweep across the sky.

"I don't believe it!" The master of Qingfeng Temple used his magic power at a very high speed.

The two figures collided with each other instantly!
boom!
The two men slapped each other again.

After a moment, they exchanged the second and third palm strikes.

After three palms, Qin An retracted his right hand. The master of Qingfeng Temple lowered his head and looked at his entire right arm. His right arm was bent, with half of the bone sticking out of the flesh.

Damn it!
Damn it!
Taoist Simu was once again in disbelief.

With just three palm strikes, he actually broke the arm of the Qingfeng Temple Master. He had never heard of or seen such a strong body.

This kind of combat power is simply terrifying.

The head of Qingfeng Temple was trembling all over. He gritted his teeth and asked, "You were hit by my blood curse of life and death. How did you break it? Why did you become so powerful?"

"You are a frog in the well. I can break your evil magic with a burst of my blood and energy." Qin An said this and took another step forward. This time, his piercing palm technique was even more powerful.

The big palms swept over repeatedly, and the protective magic power of the Qingfeng Temple Master was shattered. In less than thirty breaths, the Qingfeng Temple Master was bleeding from all seven orifices, his eyeballs popped, his chest was sunken, and his back exploded. He was no longer in human form and had already died.

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(End of this chapter)