Chapter 1406: One step, one kill!

"Boy, stop talking nonsense. Just tell me whether you will give this man to me or not?"

The lean man holding the slingshot looked at me and shouted, and as his voice fell, there were chaotic footsteps, and then, more than 20 people walked out of the darkness.

These people were old and young, male and female. The youngest one looked to be about 18 or 19 years old, about the same age as me. The difference was that they still had a hint of immaturity on their faces, but in their eyes, there was a hint of cruelty that did not match their age.

The oldest one was about 60 years old, holding a smoke gun, looking at me with uncertain eyes, and puffing smoke from his mouth.

"Are they secretly setting up a domain?" I knew that the smoke was very strange. The hunchbacked old man used smoke to set up a domain.

But then I shook my head: "If all of these shamanic remnants can set up a domain of truth, then they are not the remnants of Sasquatch!"

I have experienced the horror of the domain of truth. If everyone in Shamanism can set up a domain of truth, then I guess Shamanism would have been a great religion long ago. Whoever dares to destroy it would have to look at its face.

"It should be setting up a formation barrier, haha!" I smiled coldly, then turned around and left without paying attention to these shamanic remnants.

"Fuck, I'm talking to you, it's fine if you don't answer, but you want to leave?" The thin man was immediately angry when he saw this, and

he raised his slingshot and pulled it hard. In an instant, the slingshot was pulled into a full moon by him, and then there was a "buzz" sound, and it was an iron ball that was shot directly by him and shot towards me.

"Qian Yu, don't rush to leave, I won't die for a while, hit me hard, my body must be caused by them, I can't swallow this breath!"

Wang Qian's vicious words rang in my ears. I looked at Wang Qian after hearing it, and then my body paused, and then stood in mid-air.

At this time, the iron ball had already shot in front of me. I didn't dodge or avoid it, but turned around suddenly, raised my foot, and kicked the iron ball hard.

With a 'whoosh' sound, the iron ball was kicked and flew back directly, more than twice as fast as when it shot towards me.

"Damn, when I was playing with this iron ball, you were still wearing open-crotch pants, showing off in front of me?"

The thin man looked disdainful, opened his mouth, bit the iron ball in his mouth with a 'click' sound, and then took a deep breath, as if he was going to spit it out at me.

But the next second, his pupils shrank, and I flashed in the air, and in the blink of an eye I came to his head. Under his shocked gaze, I stretched out my foot and stepped hard on his head.

"Puff..."

A muffled sound came out, but it was his head that was stepped on by me and entered his chest. Then, I saw a flash in his chest, and then there was a "bang" sound, but it was the iron ball that exploded directly in his body.

The power of this iron ball was extremely strong. After the explosion, the thin man's body was immediately blown to pieces, and blood mixed with minced meat splashed everywhere. Those who were close to the thin man were splashed all over their bodies and faces.

"Fuck, he killed Old Eighteen!" A man beside him yelled, then gritted his teeth, pulled out the sword at his waist, pointed at me and yelled viciously: "Come on, kill him!"

As he finished speaking, I heard a series of "bang bang bang" sounds, and everyone drew their weapons and quickly attacked me.

I was in mid-air, watching this group of people rise from the ground and attack me with murderous looks on their faces, but I was unmoved.

"These people seem to have high physical and martial arts skills. They are all good at both physical and martial arts. It seems that there is a reason why Shamanism could dominate the world."

I took a deep breath and said coldly, "Since you are looking for death, don't blame me."

As my voice fell, I tapped the air with my toes.

In an instant, a blue arc burst out from the air, like the tentacles of a monster. With a "bang", it exploded in the air.

The blue arc was like a firework, blooming in all directions. Those who rushed towards me first and were surrounded were startled when they saw this scene. Then, their eyes were filled with surprise. They turned around and were about to dodge, but it was too late.

Suddenly, there were crackling sounds, and in the blink of an eye, azure arcs covered these people's bodies. The moment they came into contact with the azure arcs, they began to twitch violently all over. They didn't even have time to scream as all their organs were paralyzed by the power of thunder. Then, black smoke was seen coming out of their bodies, and even their skin turned black like charcoal in an instant, and finally they fell straight down from mid-air.

"This kid... can actually drive the power of thunder. Youngsters, retreat quickly and don't get close!" The older man holding a smoke gun warned loudly, but the next second, he was shocked, and a tiny arc of electricity, like a silver needle, suddenly flew in front of him, and with a "puff" sound, his spirit platform was blown to pieces.

"Ninth Elder!" Someone shouted, and then looked at me fiercely, shouting: "Fuck him, this son of a bitch killed the Ninth Elder, those who are not afraid of death, come with me, chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"

These people were just scared and fled in all directions, but after the old man died, they seemed to be injected with chicken blood, and they actually "wowed" and rushed towards me quickly.

"What a bunch of fearless... wastes!"

I couldn't help shaking my head as I watched these people rushing towards me with a howl. They thought they were wolves, but in fact they were ridiculous in my eyes. I have been in the martial arts world for so many years. The opponents I have faced are either elders of a sect, or strong men from major families, or even people at the level of the top ten masters in the world. To be honest, every time I was beaten to a pulp, I would have the illusion that I was... wastes.

And now, when I am facing these remnants of Shamanism, I know that it is not that I am too weak, but that my opponents before were too strong.

"So, the feeling of bullying the weak... is so good!"

I smiled coldly, and then, the netherworld energy in my body suddenly surged, and I, like a tiger descending from a mountain, rushed towards those remnants of the Shamanism wrapped in the rolling netherworld energy.

In an instant, the sounds of fists hitting flesh, the sounds of broken bones and tendons, and the sounds of screams echoed one after another in the originally silent night sky. In

almost every encounter, a remnant of the Shamanism would die in my hands. At this moment, I seemed to have turned into a ghost in the dark night, killing with one step!