Chapter 122: Chapter 122: Ruthless Annihilation
The eyes of the black-clad man glowed with a cruel gleam.
He seed to see the miserable state of the little girl he had kicked flying, and the pleasure and excitent in his heart were indescribable with words.
Unconsciously, he added a bit more force!
However, the next mont, the black-clad man suddenly found that he had kicked into empty space.
His leg actually flew over the little girl’s head, not harming her in the slightest.
What happened?
The black-clad man was stunned.
And imdiately, cries of shock erupted from the surroundings.
It was then that the black-clad man noticed that more than half of his right leg was missing.
The severed cut sprayed out crimson blood, and intense pain swept through his body, causing the fierce thug to involuntarily let out a wretched scream.
Imdiately losing balance, he collapsed to the ground!
And the leg he lost, along with the knee, fell beside him.
The sudden change stunned everyone.
"Courting death!"
The companions of the black-clad man reacted the fastest, jumping up in anger and shock.
Simultaneously drawing their sabers.
They aid at Zhang Yuan!
Of course, the black-clad man’s leg didn’t break off for no reason.
It was Zhang Yuan who, at the critical mont, drew his saber and severed it, saving the poor little girl.
His move was both sudden and swift and fierce.
Catching this gang of thugs completely off guard!
And the people around were all terrified at this mont, retreating in screams, fearing to be caught in the crossfire.
Fighting in the martial world is extrely cruel, and ordinary people often suffer disaster if they encounter it.
So they naturally kept as far away as possible!
The leader of the black-clad n stared intently at Zhang Yuan, who held the Yanling Saber, and shouted harshly, "Who are you?"
He never imagined that a re teenager, seemingly at Tier Two level martial artist, had silently knocked down his capable subordinate.
The leader of the black-clad n was a Tier Three Transformation Realm expert, with not only extensive experience in the martial world but also seasoned through countless battles.
But just now, he couldn’t figure out how Zhang Yuan made his move.
He only saw a flash of fierce saber light, and his brother was lying in a pool of blood.
Such saber technique is truly terrifying and awe-inspiring!
Zhang Yuan reached out and picked up the bewildered little girl in front of him, handing her back to her mother.
Then he stepped forward and kicked the wailing guy on the ground towards the leader of the black-clad n.
"Get lost!"
With a deep shout, Zhang Yuan’s body suddenly swelled by a circle.
Almost bursting his clothes.
The pupils of the leader of the black-clad n suddenly shrank, as if seeing sothing unbelievable.
In the eyes of this Tier Three Transformation Realm expert, Zhang Yuan’s aura was soaring, instantly surpassing the level of Tier Two Dark Force, making him feel greatly threatened.
Even more frightening was Zhang Yuan’s imposing manner holding the saber, towering and steadfast as a rock, embodying overwhelming strength!
The leader of the black-clad n suspected that if he dared to step forward, he would invite a thunderous strike from Zhang Yuan.
And he had no confidence at all to withstand Zhang Yuan’s saber.
The leader’s eyelids twitched, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, his tailbone felt a chill.
"Let’s go!"
He restrained his subordinates’ impulsiveness, squeezing out a few words through clenched teeth.
The group of black-clad people looked at each other, completely unable to understand why, despite having an absolute nurical advantage, they had to leave without avenging their brother!
They clearly didn’t understand the pressure their leader was under.
"Go!"
The leader of the black-clad n roared angrily: "Take the fourth brother with you!"
His anger wasn’t solely directed at Zhang Yuan.
It also included the fourth brother.
If it wasn’t for this guy causing trouble by lust, how could they have provoked an expert like Zhang Yuan?
Truly a liability rather than an asset!
Now the black-clad n no longer hesitated, they reluctantly sheathed their weapons, lifted their heavily injured companion, and retreated out of the temple like a defeated army.
Hearing their companion’s painful howls, the black-clad n were filled with hatred but helplessness.
In fact, the leader of the black-clad n also couldn’t help but want to fight Zhang Yuan to the death.
But he had no confidence of victory, and moreover...
The leader of the black-clad n glanced at Lin Zhenbei and the other Darts Masters not far away, unwillingly retreating step by step.
Until he reached the temple entrance.
He stared at Zhang Yuan for a mont, as if wanting to imprint Zhang Yuan’s appearance in his mind.
His eyes filled with venomous hatred.
And then this thug turned and vanished into the wind and rain.
Seeing this group of fierce and wicked black-clad n all running away.
The people in the temple were either dumbfounded, looking at each other, or deep in thought.
So even peeked at Zhang Yuan, looking worried and uneasy.
Only the beautiful lady, filled with tears of gratitude, hugged her daughter and knelt to thank Zhang Yuan: "Thank you, young hero, thank you, benefactor!"
She couldn’t imagine.
If not for Zhang Yuan’s righteous assistance, what kind of tragic situation she and her family would be facing.
Zhang Yuan waved his hand, then darted out of the Earth God Temple.
Outside, it was pitch black, the wind and rain hit him in the face.
He imdiately saw that the black-clad n were gathering under a nearby woodshed, untying their horses to prepare to leave.
Zhang Yuan took a deep breath.
He augnted himself again with the Power of the Golden Grasshopper.
Earlier in the temple, Zhang Yuan successively activated the extraordinary abilities of the Black Giant Ant and the Jade Mantis, skyrocketing his aura, greatly intimidating the leader of the black-clad n.
Even forcing him to flee without a fight.
But now that a deadly feud was already set, Zhang Yuan would not let them escape like a tiger returning to the mountain.
But inside the Earth God Temple, there were indeed too many people, and to avoid involving the innocent, he intentionally let them out.
To slay them completely!
In the next mont, Zhang Yuan shot towards the black-clad people like an arrow leaving the bowstring.
These black-clad people never dreamt that even after suffering the insult of retreating, Zhang Yuan still wouldn’t let them off.
They were imdiately caught off guard!
"Watch out!"
The first to react was the leader of the black-clad n, his senses most acute, he instantly roared a warning.
But it was already a little too late.
Schwack!
A massive head soared into the sky, and the blood that spurted high mixed with the rain and scattered on the ground.
The first to et his doom was a guy standing outside the woodshed.
He didn’t even realize what happened before Zhang Yuan beheaded him with a saber!
Having succeeded with one saber, Zhang Yuan moved like a ghost, suddenly appearing several steps away, and the Yanling Saber in his hand blazed brightly, engulfing two black-clad n.
These two black-clad n were both Tier Two Dark Force martial artists, not lacking in strength themselves.
Yet they couldn’t even draw their sabers, the vital parts of their bodies already struck multiple tis, and they fell to the ground in screams!
"Get lost!"
Such a brutal scene made the leader of the black-clad n’s eyes nearly pop out.
He suddenly flew towards Zhang Yuan, swinging his palms fiercely at Zhang Yuan’s back.
In the instant of making his move, the leader’s hands suddenly swelled up, and from the center of his palms, a thick Blood Evil Qi emanated.
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