Free Web NovelChapter 1552: Chapter 1552: Massacre
"Who exactly are you? Why do you come to my Shadow Clan and slaughter innocent?"
A strong warrior from the Shadow Clan roared angrily.
Qin Yi and the others listened with a face full of confusion, feeling that Lang Ya acted first without even introducing himself, leaving the Shadow Clan stunned.
"You wait here, I’ll go take a look."
Qin Yi’s figure flickered, crossing a thousand meters swiftly, soon arriving beside Lang Ya.
"Boom!"
The storm swept through, mountains trembled.
Lang Ya punched a Transcendance Tribulation Stage warrior from the Shadow Clan, causing him to cough blood and fly backward.
"Lang Ya, stop for a moment."
Qin Yi spoke.
Lang Ya snorted coldly, "Why should I listen to you?"
Qin Yi: "..."
"I have proper business here this time, I’ll let you kill to your heart’s content in a while."
Although Lang Ya was displeased, he ceased his actions.
Only then did the Shadow Clan have a chance to breathe.
Qin Yi glanced at the people of the Shadow Clan and said indifferently:
"Let your Clan Leader come out and speak."
"I am."
An elderly figure standing in front spoke.
"Who exactly are you? Why do you come to my Shadow Clan and slaughter innocent? Did my Shadow Clan ever offend you?"
Qin Yi sneered coldly, "Don’t rush to act aggrieved, among your lot, killing ten doesn’t leave one wrongly dead."
The Shadow Clan’s Clan Leader was full of anger.
Qin Yi said indifferently, "My name is Qin Yi, have you heard of it?"
The Shadow Clan’s Clan Leader’s elder face slightly froze, but soon shook his head, "Never heard of it."
Qin Yi could see that this old thing was lying.
"Never mind if you haven’t heard, but have you heard of the name Evil Lord?"
The Shadow Clan’s Clan Leader’s face turned pale but still shook his head, "What Evil Lord? I totally don’t understand what you’re talking about?"
Qin Yi’s face sank, he said sternly:
"You’re really asking for it, it seems your Shadow Clan doesn’t want a good ending. If that’s the case, if I destroy your Shadow Clan, it’s only your own doing."
Before the words fell, Qin Yi raised his hand in a strike.
Instantly, the air violently surged, as if an invisible mountain fell down.
On the spot, four or five disciples of the Shadow Clan turned into blood mist.
The people of the Shadow Clan were full of terror, retreating repeatedly in fear.
The Shadow Clan’s Clan Leader’s face paled, and with this move of Qin Yi’s, he realized Qin Yi’s Cultivation was not weaker than Lang Ya’s previous arrival.
Two terrifying warriors arriving at the Shadow Clan, things are not looking good.
"Still not speaking the truth?"
Qin Yi coldly stared at the Shadow Clan’s Clan Leader, "My patience is limited."
"I have only come for the Evil Lord, you’d better understand, even the Evil Lord fears me, let alone you."
"You all are smart people, dying for others is such a stupid thing, I don’t think you can do it."
The Shadow Clan’s Clan Leader’s gaze flickered endlessly, seeming very difficult to make a decision.
After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I really don’t know who the Evil Lord you’re talking about is."
"Good, good, good!"
Qin Yi said good three times in a row, the killing intent surrounding him swept out like substance.
"Good loyal dog, since you want to protect your master, then I can only destroy you."
"Kill them all, leave none!"
Qin Yi reached out, grabbing at the void, but caught nothing.
Habits really are hard to change, he once again forgot the Blood Flood Dragon is no longer here.
Qin Yi stepped forward, the ground in front turned into a spider web, the air produced an ear-piercing sonic boom.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Yi was in front of a strong warrior from the Shadow Clan.
He attacked, grabbed the throat, fingers exerted force, with a crack, a Tribulation Crossing Stage warrior had his neck crushed like a chicken by Qin Yi.
Qin Yi tossed the corpse aside, his figure flickered and disappeared from the original spot, reappearing with an overlapping bone fracture sound.
A Tribulation Crossing Stage warrior had his neck twisted.
This was a Tribulation Crossing Stage warrior, in Qin Yi’s hands, they simply had no resistance, they were worse than mere chickens.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Many necks were twisted, bodies fell.
In just a few breaths, five or six Tribulation Crossing Stage warriors lay on the ground, dead, killed in the same way, all having their necks twisted.
Qin Yi’s slender fingers were scarier than the scythe of Death.
The warriors of the Shadow Clan, within a few breaths, were over half slain by Qin Yi.
The Shadow Clan’s Clan Leader, remaining warriors, and hundreds of disciples were all scared out of their wits.
Too terrifying!
Qin Yi shook his hand, the air in the Void rolled, as if a heavy hammer was falling.
"Boom!"
Mountains shook, ground cracked, flesh flew.
Dozens of disciples of the Shadow Clan were directly crushed into mush by the terrifying force.
At the same time, Lang Ya moved, as swift as lightning, rushing towards a strong warrior from the Shadow Clan.
Before reaching, a finger flick, and a cold light shot from the fingertip.
"Sssst!"
A slight sound!
The warrior from the Shadow Clan clutched his neck in fear, blood gushed through his fingers.
His neck was directly torn apart by the cold light flicked by Lang Ya.
In truth, the so-called cold light was a Dragon Scale, sharper and harder than any blade.
A flick seals nobility.
The Protective Gang Qi on the Shadow Clan warrior’s body seemed weaker than paper, easily broken by the Dragon Scale.
Lang Ya pinched a cyan Dragon Scale at his fingertip, targeting another strong warrior from the Shadow Clan.
The opponent almost peed his pants, immediately turned to flee.
"Whoosh!"
The cold light pierced the air, directly entering the opponent’s back and exiting through the chest.
The body fell heavily to the ground, blood pooled under him, dyeing the ground red.
His heart was directly pierced through.
"Whoosh!"
Another thin Dragon Scale shot from Lang Ya’s hand.
At the same time, with a click, Qin Yi’s slender fingers swept over a strong warrior’s neck.
"Puff!"
Blood splattered, the thin Dragon Scale directly pierced into this person’s forehead.
Lang Ya snorted coldly!
Qin Yi helplessly said, "The rest are yours then."
How was he to know Lang Ya targeted the same person he did, this unfortunate soul had his neck twisted first and then his forehead pierced by Lang Ya’s Dragon Scale, couldn’t be more dead.
Qin Yi turned, looking at the Shadow Clan’s Clan Leader, casually slapped.
"Boom!"
The ground exploded, flesh flew.
Dozens of disciples of the Shadow Clan were directly slapped into mush.
Qin Yi raised his hand again, slapped down, another dozen disciples didn’t even grunt, directly turned into mush.
"Stop, stop... I’ll talk, isn’t that enough?"
The Shadow Clan’s Clan Leader shouted in terror; these two were simply demons, if this continued, not a soul of the Shadow Clan might survive.
"Boom!"
The ground cracked, dirt and rocks burst up dozens of meters high, the ground stained with blood.
Another dozen disciples were turned into mush.
"Why? I’ve already conceded."
The Shadow Clan’s Clan Leader shouted.
Qin Yi said indifferently:
"When asked, you didn’t answer. Now you want to respond, must I listen?"
"I guess the Evil Lord is hiding somewhere within your Shadow Clan, I’ll wipe you out and find him slowly. Even if that old coot hides in a rat hole, I’ll drag him out."
