sinovels Chapter 28 Even a god couldn't save him.
Chapter 28 Even a god couldn't save him.
After sensing the intense killing intent, Ma Gao was somewhat horrified. Did this guy really dare to kill him?
"You... dare to kill me?" Marco's eyes widened.
Boom!
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Chuan slammed his head into the ground, spitting blood everywhere and creating a crater in the ground. If he didn't die, he would probably be crippled.
"Young Master!"
The pupils of the several martial artists suddenly contracted, and they couldn't care about anything else at this moment, so they immediately attacked Qin Chuan.
boom!
Before they could even get close, a powerful gust of air erupted, blasting them all away and slamming them heavily against the wall. They coughed up blood, some dead, some crippled.
Qin Chuan would never show mercy to anyone who wanted his life. As a cultivator, he cultivated ruthlessness. The only people he cared about were his family; he would kill anyone else!
If Shen Wangshu were here, she would be absolutely stunned, because the man she looked down upon was actually a martial artist, and an incredibly powerful one at that. After leaving the martial arts club, she immediately begged Wu Rong for help: "Brother Wu, can you think of a way?"
Although Wu Rong just abandoned her to protect himself, it's only natural. How could she expect him to risk his life for her?
Despite harboring some resentment, Shen Wangshu knew that Wu Rong was the only one who could save Qin Chuan now.
"Brother Wu, please, save Qin Chuan!" Su Yingxia's voice was trembling with tears.
Wu Rong feigned a profound demeanor, but his face, already battered and bruised, looked rather comical when he tried to appear serious. However, no one present could laugh at all. He said in a deep voice, "Wang Shu, it's not that I'm unwilling, but Ma Gao is the son of the deputy sheriff of the Alliance Guard. He's someone I can't afford to offend. Let alone me, even a grandmaster wouldn't dare to interfere."
He paused, then added, "Hitting Ma Gao is the same as you ordinary people hitting the son of the police chief, or even more serious, because the Alliance Guards have a very high status in martial arts, and ordinary martial artists dare not provoke them easily."
"Even if a god came, he couldn't be saved now."
These words undoubtedly plunged Su Yingxia into despair.
Shen Wangshu remained silent. Although she disliked Qin Chuan, she was kind-hearted and did not want anything to happen to him. But now that even Wu Rong was helpless, she was even less likely to be able to do anything.
Just then, a black Audi A6 stopped at the club entrance, and a middle-aged man in uniform got out. Several police cars followed, all wearing the same uniform with the word "Alliance" written on them.
"It's the Alliance Guards!" Wu Rong gasped.
"Chief Ma, he's inside!" a subordinate said respectfully.
The middle-aged man was none other than Ma Xing'an. He glanced at the entrance of the martial arts club, then flashed inside, leaving only a blur.
Fast, too fast.
As a result, everyone thought that Ma Xing'an had disappeared suddenly.
Other Alliance guards immediately followed.
The martial arts club was eerily quiet. Ma Xing'an entered in the blink of an eye, and when he saw his son's horrific state, he was horrified: "My son!"
Ma Gao didn't react at all, and was then kicked away by Qin Chuan. He had absolutely no good feelings towards this Alliance guard.
Ma Xing'an held Ma Gao in his arms, only to find that he was no longer breathing. This completely shattered his spirit, causing his aura to surge skyward and cracks to appear in the surrounding area.
I'm going to kill you!!!
He spoke through gritted teeth, each word deliberate and succinct, his eyes already bloodshot.
"Chief Ma, he looks like Qin Chuan, who's wanted by our Alliance Guards!" At that moment, one of his subordinates thought Qin Chuan looked familiar. After examining him closely for a while, he immediately remembered who he was.
The Alliance Guard just issued an arrest warrant these past two days, and it was for Qin Chuan.
"Very well..." Ma Xing'an waved his hand, "Take him down, dead or alive!"
"You are the deputy sheriff of the Alliance Guard, yet your son bullies men and women. Is this the style of the Alliance Guard?" Qin Chuan remained expressionless, his tone laced with sarcasm.
"You bastard!" Ma Xing'an roared, "What right do you have to tell my son what to do?"
"Kill! Kill them all!!!"
The guards immediately took action, rushing towards Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan smiled disdainfully, his figure transforming into a blur, and a tearing sound breaking the sound barrier was heard.
The guard at the front suddenly felt everything go black. Before he could react, a heart-wrenching pain shot through his chest. Looking down, he saw that a piece of his heart was missing. Without even a scream, he collapsed to the ground.
The moment the first person fell, Qin Chuan had already stepped on the shoulder of the second person. He formed a hand seal, and a sword aura as thin as silk shot out from between his fingers, slicing across the neck of the opponent with the precision of a scalpel. Then he sliced across the neck of the third person, the third person... until the neck of the last guard.
This wisp of sword energy was like a sprite, elusive and unpredictable, slashing towards Ma Xing'an in the next second.
Ma Xing'an's expression changed drastically. He slammed his fist into the ground, which cracked open like a spider web. A powerful force rose from the ground, as if countless ghostly hands were emerging from within, reaching out to grab the sword energy.
A piercing roar was heard, and the sword energy dissipated, while the ghostly hand reached out to grab Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan merely raised his eyes, snorted disdainfully, and with a flash of golden light, the ghostly hand vanished completely.
He had some understanding of martial arts on Earth. Once one reached a certain level, one could condense qi and gather matter. If Ma Xing'an were to fight a low-level cultivator, he probably wouldn't be a match for him.
Qin Chuan was a powerful figure in the Tribulation Transcending stage. Even though he was only at the Profound Realm now, his divine sense, magic treasures, and cultivation techniques were far superior to those of ordinary cultivators. Killing a high-level martial artist was a piece of cake for him. Once again, he condensed silk-like sword energy at his fingertips, and this time there were more than a dozen of them.
"die!"
Qin Chuan moved his fingers.
More than a dozen sword energies slashed towards Ma Xing'an simultaneously.
Ma Xing'an's pupils widened; he was utterly powerless to retaliate against such an attack.
Just as Ma Xing'an was about to be killed by more than a dozen sword energies, an even stronger force crashed down from above the martial arts club, suppressing all the sword energies. Immediately afterwards, an old voice rang out.
"Young friend, wasn't your attack a bit too harsh?"
As the voice faded, an elderly man in a high-ranking police uniform appeared as if stepping into thin air, standing in front of Ma Xing'an in the blink of an eye...