When Earth becomes a battlefield and killing becomes the norm, everyone eagerly awaits their desired items from treasure chests dropped by monsters. But he, having opened so many treasure chests, h...
"Boss He, Xiao Si had his arm blown off right here during the day by that bitch!"
The man carrying the knife walked to the door, and one of the shadowy figures guarding the door stepped forward to complain.
"You're all trash. Two first-tier individuals were beaten to a pulp by a woman, and you still have the nerve to say that!" the knife-wielding man said coldly.
"Boss He, that woman has already reached the third tier of psionic energy!" The speaker said with a bitter tone.
"Hmph, third rank!" The man with the knife sneered. "If she knows what's good for her, she might stay by my side. Otherwise, I'll make her wish she were dead!"
"That's right, that's right, Boss He is one of the best among the third tier, how can a stinky woman compare to Boss He!" The figure flattered him shamelessly.
"How long have you been using the sleeping gas?" the knife-wielding man asked coldly.
"It's almost working!"
"Bring them out. I want to see how good-looking these third-tier women are!" The man with the knife waved his hand, and several people began to move.
To avoid disturbing others, the group did not choose to break down the door, but instead climbed over the wall one by one. After all, the southern city was still under the control of the warlord, and not many people dared to openly disobey the warlord's orders. However, they would turn a blind eye to such underhanded tricks in the dark.
The wall wasn't high, and it posed no obstacle to these people who generally possessed two or three points of strength. Several people easily climbed over the wall.
"Human, third-tier strength type, strength: 15."
The information about the man with the knife was simple, but his level 3 and 15 points of physical strength were enough to put the two of them on their guard. Even someone as strong as Ning Yanlan only had 8 points of spiritual energy, but even 8 points of spiritual energy was enough to sweep through a group of monsters. One can imagine how terrifying 15 points would be.
(Some people are asking why a protagonist with only 20 points of Strength is so weak. Well, let me explain again: 20 points of Strength is just an added value of the physical body! For example, a high-level Spirit Energy or Soul Energy type can also have dozens or hundreds of points of Strength. This is because the physical body naturally increases with the level of cultivation. But even if the Strength points are high, he cannot become a Power type. This is the limitation of lacking a core driving force.)
"Yanlan, can you kill him?" Jiang Yuan pointed at the man carrying a knife.
"It's hard to say, a sneak attack might work!" Ning Yanlan said uncertainly.
"Seriously injured is acceptable!" Jiang Yuan said gravely. "Otherwise, we can't win!"
"What should we do later?" Ning Yanlan asked worriedly. Humans are not monsters, and fighting against humans is full of uncertainties.
Jiang Yuan glanced at the group of people outside who hadn't moved yet, and said, "I'll jump out of the window, you close the door tightly and stand up there to attack! Otherwise, the downstairs is full of hypnotic smoke, and if we get blocked, we're done for!"
The second floor isn't high; even an ordinary person could jump from there, let alone a man with unparalleled physical strength like him.
“What if I hadn’t been able to kill that guy!” Ning Yanlan pointed at the man with the knife.
"Then just watch me get beaten up!" Jiang Yuan laughed naturally. After laughing, he said to Ning Yanlan, "Alright, don't feel pressured, just do your best!"
Ning Yanlan stood up sideways, then positioned herself in the blind spot of the people below to begin accumulating energy; her psionic bracelet shone with dazzling light.
"Jiang Yuan, be careful!"
"After we kill them, let's go get some late-night snacks!" Jiang Yuan gave Ning Yanlan a thumbs up.
"I don't want to! In movies and TV shows, characters who say that line usually die!" Ning Yanlan said softly.
Jiang Yuan: "..."
"Prepare!"
Ning Yanlan's spiritual energy had reached its peak, and Jiang Yuan gripped his folding iron knife, preparing to jump out the window and kill her.
"Gale Cannon!"
A beam of light shattered the glass, streaking across the dark night sky with dazzling brilliance, and Jiang Yuan followed closely behind, jumping out of the window.
"Heaven and Earth Society members, be on alert!"
The Gale Cannon was incredibly fast, reaching the man with the knife in the blink of an eye. However, this man was clearly no ordinary person; his reaction speed was extremely quick. Just as the Gale Cannon was about to smash his head, he raised his knife to defend himself.
With a loud bang, a burst of light erupted, and the man with the knife was blasted back seven or eight meters, but Jiang Yuan knew that he was not dead.
Jiang Yuan landed, and before the Heaven and Earth Society members who had scaled the wall could react, Jiang Yuan slashed one of them down with a single blow. "Who are you, trespassing on private property? If you don't get out of here, I'm going to take action!"
The members of the Heaven and Earth Society were dumbfounded. What did you mean, "You're about to make your move"? You've already killed one of our people, who's lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance! And now you're issuing a warning? This belated warning is too good to be true!
"Kill!" The members of the Heaven and Earth Society were no saints either; without a word, they grabbed their broadswords and slashed at Jiang Yuan.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony!" Jiang Yuan was no saint either. People grow the fastest when they are on the verge of life and death. He was no longer afraid of having blood on his hands, even the blood of his own kind.
The clash of metal was intense, but no one could withstand Jiang Yuan's strike. His physical strength completely overwhelmed the others, and with the fourth-tier Iron-Breaking Blade in his hand, their weapons couldn't even last a single round before chipping.
Ning Yanlan, hiding upstairs, was even more ruthless, frantically hurling small fireballs filled with ice shards at the group of people outside, essentially a human magic machine gun.
The commotion was heard by many people in the surrounding area, but no one dared to come out and see what was happening. Nighttime was a lawless period in the warlord's territory, as dark as the night itself.
In less than three minutes, only groans remained from the people in the courtyard. Jiang Yuan looked upstairs, then headed straight for the gate; he was going to kill the strongest one.
"Jiang Yuan, be careful, many of them are still alive!" Ning Yanlan shouted.
"Kill him!" the man holding the knife roared angrily. His hands were covered in blood, wounds from the Gale Cannon earlier.
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