Starting from Li Chengqian, the prince of the Qing Dynasty, to be honored

Chapter 62
These people are terrifyingly powerful.

The skillful way of killing seems to have become their instinct, but in the blink of an eye, more than half of the people present died here.

Even those digital eighth-rank masters are in jeopardy.

Qian Lin suddenly opened his eyes, ignoring the dense poisonous smoke all around him, and a bright light appeared in his eyes, and he wanted to save the situation.

As a ninth-rank powerhouse, he does not lack the confidence to turn the tide.

However, before the sharp gun light pierced out, he saw a strange man wearing a simple military uniform and a bronze mask floating towards him.

The moment he landed, a terrifying aura like an ancient beast hit him like a tidal wave, making his hair stand on end, and he didn't dare to move rashly.

Through the bronze mask, Qian Lin saw a pair of calm eyes.

Cold, indifferent, without the slightest emotion that a human should have.

Where did this master come from?

To be regarded as a master by him, naturally only the ninth rank of the same level.

He screamed in his heart, but no one could answer him at the moment.

There were only miserable howls in the ear one after another.

Seeing the rapid attenuation of the manpower of several parties, even a master of the eighth rank has already been beheaded.

He knew that if he didn't make any further moves, when the people on his side were killed by this group of terrifying killers who came from nowhere, under the encirclement, he might not be able to wait for this ninth-rank strongman wearing a bronze mask Those who shot.

At the critical moment, he gritted his teeth sharply, turned the spear in his hand, and as the true energy in his body spewed out, there were countless spear shadows overwhelmingly attacking the sun.

Under the broad daylight, these countless gun shadows shone with silver light, almost connecting into one piece, turning into a shimmering wave.

This is the top-notch marksmanship he has practiced in the face of the sea for more than ten years.

When he was at the peak, he defeated several masters of the same level with this marksmanship, and he even challenged Sigu Jian with this marksmanship back then.

It's a pity that Si Gu Jian only made a single strike, which broke his marksmanship and directly injured him severely.

Even if he was able to keep this life, it was a bit of a fluke.

Since then, his heart of martial arts has been frustrated, his foundation has been lost, and he can only barely maintain the level below the ninth rank.

But in the face of Zheri who didn't know where he came from, his long-silent heart beat violently again.

Because he knows very well that there are only four strong masters like Si Gu Jian in the current world.

And he was sure that the person in front of him was definitely not one of the four great masters.

That being the case, he has not weak self-confidence, and can win the battle with this marksmanship.

This is the belief he has cultivated through countless years of hard training.

As soon as the spear is fired, I am invincible!

"The one who hides his head and shows his tail, die to me!"

With a loud shout, the momentum of the gun like a silver wave increased by three points.

The courageous aura even cheered up the sluggish and hopeless masters who were surrounded by the net not far away, and raised their spirits, giving birth to some rare hope.

That's right, there are still ninth-rank masters on their side. As long as they persevere, with the leadership of ninth-rank masters, they will definitely be able to fight their way out of this desperate situation!
At this moment, the sun was hidden and the sword was drawn.

The moment the sword was pulled out, the sky in the entire stone forest was darkened.

The light within a radius of tens of meters seemed to be swallowed up by the oddly shaped broadsword with a hollow blade and an axe-like blade.

Everyone who saw this scene was horrified.

In this world, there are such rare soldiers who can devour light?
And with the influx of true energy in Zheri's body, a bloody red glow suddenly flourished in the dark surroundings.

Under the red light, Qian Lin's eyes hurt, and he lost his ability to see for a short time.

The shadow of the spear, which was impenetrable like a silver wave, also stagnated for a short time.

It was at this moment that he heard the wind in his ears.

Then completely lost consciousness.

Because his head has been flying high.

With the Hiding Sun sword back in its sheath, the surrounding visions disappeared.

However, when they saw Qian Lin's headless corpse, the hearts of the masters including the Chen family fell to the bottom.

Boundless despair enveloped them deeply.

Originally, it seemed to them that it was an easy thing to do, why did it evolve into what it is now?
As masters of the seventh or even eighth rank, they could have lived a good life, but they had to die quietly in this desolate corner.

How are they willing?

However, this dissatisfaction did not last long, and it came to an end.

Because the dead have lost the ability to be unwilling.

"Protect the corpse and erase all traces."

The deep voice that covered the sun echoed in the stone forest.

All the snare killers should be respectful.

A group of people piled up a group of corpses behind a sunken plot, and poured a bottle of colorless liquid onto it.

Accompanied by a puff of pungent smoke, it didn't take long for the pile of corpses to turn into a pool of gray-brown liquid of unknown composition.

This is the corpse-transforming water developed by the Ministry of Chilling, but even Li Chengqian would never have imagined that this corpse-transforming water could have such terrifying power.

Time passed by slowly, under the night, in an ear room in the back hall of the Chen family, five people who looked imposing and luxuriously dressed all looked dignified.

After a long time, a middle-aged man in his thirties who seemed to have a generous stature couldn't help but ask the leader, "Brother Chen, why haven't you heard from me yet?"

The leader was a middle-aged man with a long beard, his name was Chen Hong, and he was the head of the Chen family.

Hearing this, although his face was calm, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

A day has passed, and there is still no news, I am afraid that something happened.

It's just that he still has some unbelief and fluke.

Because he begged their Chen family's Dinghaishenzhen, even Qian Lin, a master of the ninth rank, made a move.

It's just intercepting a team of more than a hundred people, what's the problem?
"Wait a little longer, I have already sent someone to investigate, and there should be results soon."

After the words fell, the group of people fell into silence again.

dong dong dong.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from outside the door. With a creak, the door slammed open, and a young man with greasy hair and pink face said anxiously, "Father, something serious happened, and all of us are gone!"

"It's gone? How could it be gone?" Chen Hong stood up suddenly, and said, "Where's Qian Lin? Is there any news about him?"

The young man said with a bitter face, "I have searched all over, but there is no one, it seems that the world suddenly evaporated."

"Evaporated?" Chen Hong's eyes went dark, he felt dizzy, and sat down weakly. An unprecedented chill rose in his heart, making his whole body icy cold.

That is rank nine!

As for the other three states, he hadn't thought about it. Even Hangzhou, where they invested the most effort, had the same result. How could the three states be an exception?
completely annihilated!

These four words flashed in his mind.

Is it the court who made the move, or the prince?

For a moment, deep doubts completely enveloped him.

(End of this chapter)