527: C527 Dragon Lord of China

C527 Dragon Lord of China

"Yes sir!" A mercenary man said in a low voice.

He then grabbed a rocket launcher from the car and aimed it at the nearest building.

He pulled the trigger and a rocket flew toward the house.

These houses were basically made of simple wood and bricks, how could they withstand such a blow?

Boom!" With a loud explosion, the house collapsed, stirring up a cloud of dust. There was no one inside, no casualties.

"Our boss has spoken. Everyone, come out!" The mercenary arrogantly shouted, but there was still no sound at all.

Seeing that no one had answered him, the leader of the mercenaries became flustered. He ordered another mercenary beside him to return to the car to retrieve another rocket launcher and place it on the rocket launcher.

After the rocket was loaded, he aimed at a house in the village and pulled the trigger.

Coincidentally, the house he was aiming at happened to be where Qin Yun was. At the same moment he pulled the trigger, "whoosh!" With a "whoosh", a golden light broke through the window and flew toward the mercenary leader.

Just as the rocket had left the rocket launcher, the golden beam of light hit the rocket launcher.

"What the f * ck!" The leader of the mercenaries looked at the golden beam of light colliding into the rocket launcher and left his last words, "Boom!" It was swallowed up by the fiery explosion of the rocket launcher.

The power of the rocket launcher was not weak. It sent all mercenaries within five meters of it flying.

All the mercenaries that were sent flying were killed without exception. This rocket opened up a huge hole in the middle of the mercenary group.

"Beat him up!" Bazon roared and ordered the mercenaries.

"Ta ta ta …" One by one, the mercenaries pointed their weapons at the house as they fired countless bullets at it.

"Dragon God Slaughter!" A low growl could be heard as a huge golden colored sword Qi of nearly ten meters in diameter came slashing out from the house in the direction of the mercenaries.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The sword energies clashed with the bullets, causing a crisp sound. After that, the bullets were chopped down by the sword energies and continued to fly towards the crowd.

"Get down!" It was unknown who shouted, but all the mercenaries stopped shooting and were preparing to lie down on the ground.

However, they were mostly normal people, so how could they be as fast as the sword qi? They only had thoughts of lying down, but their bodies didn't keep up with their thoughts.

"Swish!" A loud sound was heard as the huge sword Qi pierced through the crowd and a series of screams sounded out. All the mercenaries that were hit by the sword Qi died on the spot. Only a few of the snipers escaped with their lives.

After the power of the sword qi destroyed the jeep, it continued to slash at Bazon and the others.

"F * ck!" Everyone watched as the mercenaries died miserably. With a cry, some of them turned around and ran, while others lay down on the ground. No matter what, they would do whatever they had to do to survive.

As for Bazon, he was completely dumbfounded as he saw the sword beams slashing at him. He did not even know how to run, and could only watch with wide eyes.

At this moment, a tall figure appeared in front of Bazon. That person clenched one of his fists, and the light on his fist exploded forth.

"Break for me!" That person roared and threw a punch at the incoming sword Qi.

Boom!" With a "boom", the spiritual light on his fist collided with the sword qi, producing a deafening boom and dazzling light.

After the light faded away, the sword Qi disappeared and was replaced by a deep pit with a diameter of three to four meters. A figure stood in the middle of the deep pit.

The figure panted heavily, his fist that was clashing with the sword Qi unclashing against it unclenching. A trace of liquid remained on his fist, dripping onto the ground.

That person was Master Kabu's master, Master Tutan.

Tutan clenched his teeth as he stared fiercely at the house not far away. If not for the sword Qi blocking the bullets and consuming nearly half of his strength after slashing through the mercenary and jeep, he would already be a corpse.

He couldn't figure out which expert could unleash such a powerful strike.1

At this time, a tall and thin man also stepped out of the car behind. He had a headscarf wrapped around his head. This tall and thin man was the Divine Kingdom organization's Malik. Three or four similarly dressed people followed behind him.

"Are you facing Dragon Lord Hua?" Master Malik said respectfully in the direction of the house.

"Malik, you?" Tuta did not know why his friend had become so respectful.

"If you don't want to die, then shut up. It's all because of the good things that you've done for me!" Malik said coldly to Tuta.

Tuta was a bit confused. What kind of existence could cause such fear in the Divine Kingdom? But he was not a fool. He quickly shut his mouth and observed what was about to happen.

"Boom …" With a bang, that building was slashed by the Dragon God Slayer. One of the walls in front of Bazon and the others suddenly collapsed, revealing the silhouette of a person inside.

He saw a man with glowing golden eyes and a glowing golden body holding a Golden Dragon long sword. He stood in the room like a war god. He was none other than Qin Yun.

"It really is Dragon Lord Hua!" When Malik saw Qin Yun, he immediately widened his eyes and exclaimed in his heart.

He did not have the time to think about why Qin Yun had appeared here. He only thought of how he could distance himself from these people.

"I think I've seen you before. You are a horse of Indian?" Qin Yun looked at Malik and said with a frown.

"Malik, my name is Malik." Malik hurriedly said, "It's been almost a year and a half since we parted last time. How's Master Long?"

"Don't try to get close with me. I still haven't settled the score with you regarding the Dragon Head Peak stealing my Chinese Heavenly Treasure!" Qin Yun answered coldly.

When Malik heard Qin Yun's words, his heart turned cold. After that strike, he knew that he was completely no match for Qin Yun. No matter how much he struggled, it was useless. He could only rely on his mouth to survive.

"Dragon Lord, last time it was a misunderstanding. We only risked snatching the treasures because we listened to the Adept Council. After witnessing the power of the Chinese cultivators, we no longer dared to have any ideas about China. This is clear to the heavens." Malik said respectfully.

The dead didn't quibble. He had no choice but to put the blame on the Adept Council.

When Qin Yun heard Malik's words, he frowned. He also knew that Malik was trying to shirk his responsibilities.

"Then what about this time!" Qin Yun asked coldly.

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