Why was he suddenly so powerful?
In an instant, the blade in front of him suddenly became extremely sharp. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were surrounding Qin Jing from left to right, were instantly hit in the chest by the blade light.
"Ah ~"
The two of them groaned in pain and retreated at the same time.
It was just that the two of them were not people who gave up easily. If it were anyone else, they would definitely run as far as they could in this situation. They were simply like fools to resist like this.
But these two were just so stupid!
However, if it weren't for their stupidity, Ninth Uncle probably wouldn't have accepted them as disciples.
The battle continued. In the blink of an eye, they exchanged several blows. The two of them were restrained by Qin Jing's blade.
In the blink of an eye, holes appeared on his clothes one after another.
There were many small wounds on his body, and blood was flowing out.
The blade attacked, blocking it.
Bang!
Qiu Sheng's arms were hit by the back of the saber. Before he could move, a white spiritual pressure erupted and sent him flying with a bang. He crashed heavily into the pillar behind him.
Qin Jing, who had grabbed Wen Cai's wrist, turned the blade around and reversed the direction of the blade. He held the sword in his hand with a backhand grip. With the movement of Qin Jing's body, he borrowed the powerful centrifugal force and slashed fiercely at Wen Cai's neck, which could no longer be defended.
In an instant, the situation was reversed.
In less than ten seconds, Qin Jing broke through all the attacks under the combined strength of the two and slashed down.
Qin Jing, who had picked up the saber, was far stronger than the two of them!
The curtain was lifted with a whoosh.
Ninth Uncle, who had rushed in, saw the critical situation, but it was already too late to catch up.
In a hurry, he took out his right hand from his waist belt, raised his hand, and clasped it between his two fingers. A sharp object had already flown forward.
Qin Jing, who was about to attack, noticed Ninth Uncle rushing in from the corner of his eye. At the same time, a sudden sound of air breaking passed by his ear.
Ding!
In the next moment, before Qin Jing could react, the blade in his hand sank, and he had already deviated from his target.
A broken copper coin fell from the back of Qin Jing's knife and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, it shattered into pieces.
He actually used a copper coin to deflect his blade!
Amazing!
During this period of time, Wen Cai also forcefully broke free from Qin Jing's claws and escaped.
Qiu Sheng, who had crawled up, Wen Cai, who had struggled free, and Ninth Uncle, who had rushed over. In less than a minute, all three of them had gathered.
He had planned to assassinate them secretly, but he did not expect it to turn out like this.
Everything was because of that zombie! Qin Jing's line of sight passed behind Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai and looked at the coffin.
If he had not suddenly destroyed the support at the bottom, the coffin would not have fallen and caused such a huge commotion.
How cunning!
Since things were out of hand and Ninth Uncle had already appeared, Qin Jing finally gave up.
"Who are you? Why are you here in the middle of the night?”
Ninth Uncle looked at Qin Jing, who was dressed in black, and asked,
"Master, he's here to destroy Old Master Ren's corpse!”Qiu Sheng told Ninth Uncle.
"Hmm?"
Hearing Qiu Sheng's words, Ninth Uncle was stunned and looked at the coffin.
The originally closed coffin had been opened at some point. Even the frame at the bottom had been broken.
Oh no!
Ninth Uncle's expression changed.
He couldn't be bothered to keep an eye on Qin Jing. He hurriedly walked to the coffin and looked inside.
Qin Jing's slightly restrained gaze swept across the surroundings. The moment Ninth Uncle walked to the coffin, he tapped the ground with his feet.
His body shot backward like a sharp arrow. In the next moment, under Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's dumbfounded gazes, he crashed through the wooden window and flew out.
He actually…
Ran away?
The two of them hurriedly ran to the window and looked out.
In the dark night, the figure passed through the courtyard. The tip of his toes tapped on the wall. It was unknown how he did it, but in two or three steps, he actually jumped up the high wall. In the next second, he had completely disappeared behind the wall.
This strength…
“……”
He was speechless!
A martial arts expert!
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and come over! Hurry up and close the coffin!" Ninth Uncle's voice sounded from behind.
"Oh."
Only then did the two of them turn back.
The two of them closed the lid of the coffin.
"It's just that you saw the light. It's not a big deal. Otherwise, the two of you can wait for your salary to be deducted. You can't even look at a corpse properly.!”Ninth Uncle was a little angry.
There was only one exit, but someone had managed to sneak into the room. How stupid was this!
"Master, it's not our fault. That guy is a martial arts expert. He can fly!”Wen Cai argued.
"Can't I see your master?" Ninth Uncle looked at the skylight above his head. The moonlight shone into the room, and even the blind man knew where he had come from.
"Fortunately, the other party did not have any intention of killing you. Otherwise, you would have been finished long ago!”
Ninth Uncle reached out and flipped through their clothes, looking at the wounds on their bodies.
Every wound on their bodies seemed to have been accurately measured with a ruler. Although there were fine drops of blood, none of them were cut below their skin. Such fine and precise knife wounds, the person's mastery of the knife was really strong to the point of making one's hair stand on end.
Even he was far inferior.
Without a doubt, he was an expert!
"Hmm? Qiusheng, what happened to your hand?" Ninth Uncle's gaze suddenly fell on Qiu Sheng's bleeding finger.
"Eh, when?"
Hearing this, Qiu Sheng was stunned. He raised his hand and looked at the wound on his finger. He did not know when a wound had appeared there. He had not noticed it at all before.
"It should be an accident. It's fine, Master.”Qiu Sheng wiped his fingers and smiled.
"It's good that you're fine. Hurry up and pack up. Look at what you've done!”Ninth Uncle glared at the two of them and walked out of the room.
Qiu Shengwen looked at each other and shrugged gloomily.
Soon, the two of them finished packing and left the inner hall.
No one noticed that a trace of blood was quietly disappearing from the zombie's mouth.
The broken finger had already been put back together.
Everything was quiet.
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