Chapter 107: Acting in fight scenes is so tiring!
"Looking for death!" Seeing that Qin Ziling did not retreat but advanced towards him, the bald man sneered disdainfully, loosened his right hand that was holding the iron rod, clenched his iron fist, and punched Qin Ziling who was rushing towards him.
The bald man looked much stronger and more muscular than Qin Ziling, with much thicker and longer arms. His iron fist was as big as a hammer, and he swung it straight forward, bringing up a fierce gust of wind.
"Junior Brother Qin!" Seeing that Qin Ziling did not retreat but advanced towards the bald man's fist, Mu Xuan thought that he was trying to give her a chance to escape, so she let out a shrill scream and tears welled up in her .
"You're really looking for death!" The bandits from Xueyun Village who were watching the fight coldly all showed contemptuous and cruel sneers on their faces, as if they had already seen Qin Ziling's head being smashed like a watermelon under the bald man's iron fist, with blood and brains splattering everywhere.
The iron-skinned martial artist has surging blood and energy like the sea, and the quality of their blood and energy is even purer than that of the cow-skinned martial artist. Once they erupt, neither the cow-skinned martial artist can match their strength nor their speed.
What’s more, the bald man is born with supernatural powers!
Just when everyone thought Qin Ziling was seeking his own death, Qin Ziling, who was flying forward, suddenly changed his steps, twisted his body like a snake, and easily avoided the bald man's iron fist.
The bald man's right fist missed, and he was still holding the iron rod in his left hand. All of a sudden, his middle door was wide open, without any protection, and at this time Qin Ziling had already approached him.
However, the bald man grinned nonchalantly and kicked Qin Ziling with his leg.
At this moment, Qin Ziling showed a faint sneer on his face. He blocked the bald man's kick with one hand, and then stabbed the bald man's heart with his palm like a knife.
This bald man was born with a strong physique. Even in such a cold weather, he still exposed his chest, revealing a patch of black chest hair.
Under the red sunset glow, the palm knife reflected a dazzling and cold metallic light.
The bald man's face suddenly changed and he leaned back quickly.
But Qin Ziling's palm knife suddenly exploded and accelerated at this moment.
"Swish!" A friction sound like a blunt knife piercing through a thick layer of flesh suddenly rang out.
Qin Ziling's palm knife suddenly penetrated half of the bald man's heart.
"Swish!" Another friction sound was heard, followed by a stream of blood gushing out from the bald man's heart, which was particularly bright and gorgeous under the sunset.
The bald man fell backwards, his eyes wide open, filled with shock and unwillingness.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the ground shook slightly.
All of a sudden, the whole world seemed to be quiet.
Everyone's face was filled with shock, staring in disbelief at the bald man lying straight on the ground with blood still gushing from his chest.
There were still tears on Mu Xuan's face and her mouth was wide open. Even Ni Shen and Zheng Xinghan, who were fighting, stopped.
"Sorry, I'm also an iron-skinned warrior. Now it's two to two!" Qin Ziling took out the sweat towel tucked into his waist, wiped his blood-stained right hand slowly, and said calmly.
Seeing Qin Ziling kill someone and act calmly as if nothing had happened, even though all the bandits in Xueyun Village were cruel, they couldn't help but feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet.
"Awooo!" A sharp wolf howl echoed in the gradually darkening forest.
The atmosphere around seemed increasingly gloomy.
"So what if you are an iron warrior? Don't forget, we have three times as many people as you!" The iron warrior who was watching quickly calmed down and said in a cold voice.
"Your math is terrible. Your current number is 2.667 times ours." Qin Ziling corrected seriously.
"So what?" Looking at Qin Ziling's serious look as he corrected others, the iron-skinned warrior who was watching felt inexplicably creepy.
This guy is really weird.
"It's nothing. If you make a mistake, you have to pay a price! Don't you think so?" Qin Ziling smiled faintly, then crumpled the blood-stained towel in his hand into a ball and threw it aside.
The eyes of Tiepi Wushu and others were subconsciously attracted by Qin Ziling's actions, and they actually looked in the direction where the sweat towel fell to the ground.
At this moment, Qin Ziling smiled coldly, and suddenly jumped up from the ground like a poisonous snake, and rushed straight towards the iron-skinned warrior, as fast as lightning.
"You're looking for death, kid!" The iron-skinned warrior was shocked when he saw Qin Ziling speaking slowly a while ago, but suddenly jumped up and rushed towards him the next moment. He shouted loudly, stretched out both hands, bent all ten fingers, and each finger was shining with cold light, like sharp eagle claws.
The Iron Skin Warrior walked quickly forward while swiping his claws horizontally, one above and one below. The shadows of his claws were heavy and brought up cold and sharp winds.
Seeing this, the other arrogant warriors rushed forward, shouting and with red eyes.
Now both sides have two iron-skinned warriors, and the Blood Cloud Village no longer has much advantage.
They are no longer qualified to stand on the sidelines and watch coldly, and can only turn the situation around by using the method of outnumbering others.
Qin Ziling saw the iron-skinned warrior's claws swiping quickly, and the shadows of the claws covered the space above his upper body. The other four cowhide warriors rushed towards him from all sides, and a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The body, which had jumped high up, suddenly fell to the ground at an incredible speed, as if it was not affected by inertia at all, and the flexibility of the body was incredible.
Qin Ziling fell to the ground, and then he swam out like a poisonous snake, close to the ground, and in an instant he was in front of the Iron Skin Warrior.
The Iron Skin Martial Artist just saw Zheng Xinghan's palm technique was powerful and thought that Qin Ziling 's palm technique must be the same.
No one expected that Qin Ziling's fighting style was so strange and changeable. He was clearly charging head-on and was about to engage in a head-on fight, but suddenly he slithered over like a snake, catching the Iron Skin Warrior off guard.
The Iron Skin Warrior's lower body was completely empty, and he felt a chill rapidly approaching from the lower body. His face changed drastically, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes. He had no time to change his moves and could only retreat in a hurry.
But just as the Iron Skin Warrior retreated, a cold light suddenly reflected in his eyes.
A mountaineering pick with an extremely sharp end suddenly came up from the bottom and hooked it hard on his lower body.
"Ah!" The Iron Skin Warrior screamed, covered his lower body, and fell backwards.
As he fell, he saw a ball of gravel and sand rising from the ground, heading towards the four people who were rushing up.
The four of them never expected that the Iron Skin Warrior would be defeated so quickly, nor did they expect that while Qin Ziling was using a mountaineering pick to kick the Iron Skin Warrior in the crotch, he actually used a shady trick on the spot and grabbed a handful of gravel and sand and threw them around.
The four were caught off guard and quickly waved their hands and closed their eyes.
Just as the four people closed their eyes, Qin Ziling's body spun sharply on the spot like a top, and his palms slapped the four people's calves "bang bang bang bang".
"Crack! Crack!" The sounds of broken bones and screams of "Ah! Ah!" followed closely.
The four of them fell to the ground, holding their legs.
Qin Ziling then stood up with a somersault, clapped his hands, looked at Ni Shen who was fighting with Zheng Xinghan again, and the two arrogant martial artists who were fighting with Mu Xuan, and shook his head secretly.
Acting in action scenes is so tiring!
While secretly mocking himself in his heart, Qin Ziling quickly rushed towards the two powerful martial artists who were fighting with Mu Xuan.
The two arrogant martial artists then realized that Qin Ziling had knocked down five people, including an iron-skinned martial artist, in the blink of an eye. They were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They dared not fight with Mu Xuan anymore and turned around to flee.
Mu Xuan was unable to cope with all the attacks and could only rush forward towards one of them. With a "bang" his Mountain Collapsing Palm struck the man hard on the back and he immediately fell to the ground.
Mu Xuan had just knocked the man to the ground when she saw Qin Ziling leap up and slap the other man on the back with his Mountain Collapsing Palm.
"Puff!" The man suddenly vomited blood from his mouth and fell to the ground. The clothes on his back were torn and blood kept gushing out of his mouth. It was obvious that he was not going to survive.
Qin Ziling didn't even look at the man, turned around and walked towards Zheng Xinghan and Ni Shen.
By this time, Ni Shen had discovered that his companions had been completely wiped out by Qin Ziling in the blink of an eye. He was so frightened that he chopped hard with the machete in his hand, forcing Zheng Xinghan to retreat, then turned around and fled quickly towards the jungle.
"Where are you running to! Do you think your uncle Qin is a vegetarian?" Qin Ziling roared like the bald man and suddenly jumped up. While in mid-air, he had already split the mountain with great force and chopped down at Ni Shen with his palm knife from top to bottom.
Mu Xuan had already relaxed a lot at this time. Seeing that Qin Ziling was still thinking about imitating the bald man's roar, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Bang!" Ni Shen was completely panicked at this time. In addition, Qin Ziling was very fast. Before he could turn around and swing his knife, Qin Ziling hit him hard on the back. He screamed "Ah!" and fell to the ground.
"Bang!" The machete fell to the ground.
Qin Ziling bent down and picked up the machete on the ground, and used the back of the machete to break his legs and feet. Then he turned around to look at Zheng Xinghan, who was shocked, and asked, "Brother, is there anything you need to tell this guy?"
Zheng Xinghan shook his head in confusion. He still couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.
"Okay!" Qin Ziling nodded, first bent down and searched Ni Shen's arms, then gripped the machete tightly and chopped at Ni Shen who was still struggling and begging on the ground.
Then, Qin Ziling turned around with the bloody machete and hacked the remaining surviving bandits from Xueyun Village to death one by one.
Of course, I searched the area before finishing off the enemy.
Seeing Qin Ziling calmly holding a machete and killing the bandits in Xueyun Village one by one, not to mention Mu Xuan, even Zheng Xinghan felt a chill run down his spine, and he looked at Qin Ziling with awe involuntarily.
