Chapter 515

With a fist, the cyclone in the abdomen rushed to Qin Mu's fist with a burst of air flow, and gushed out from Qin Mu's fist.

Generally, Qin Mu won't use Qi when dealing with ordinary martial arts practitioners, but Qin Mu won't be soft this time when facing martial arts practitioners with the same Qi.

With this punch, Qin Mu flew out together.

If there is no genuine Qi, his fist can only cause damage to one person at most, but with genuine Qi, the power can be changed instantly.

Qin Mu's speed is so fast that people can't notice how he punches.

Under the siege of the people in Zhengjia village, Qin Mu and are not inferior. On the contrary, they are as powerful as tigers into sheep. Although these villagers are angry, they are not Qin Mu's opponents at all. Even ordinary Dragon King waiters can easily clean them up one-on-one.

Nearly a hundred villagers came to Qin Mu. However, almost no one could really get close to Qin Mu.

After dozens of people fell, the name of Zhengjia village finally came back. Qin Mu was not what they could deal with at all.

The young woman, seeing that Qin Mu was so strong, had an unbelievable look in her eyes. She shouted: "dare to be wild in our Zhengjia village, and turn against you!"

The young woman rushed towards Qin Mu. Her strength was obviously higher than those of the villagers, but she was still blown away by Qin Mu.

"Let people go!" Qin Mu shouted and took a step forward.

"Release people? You disturb the peace of the ancestors of the Zheng family. You have to pay a price!" the young woman shouted angrily.

"Price? I'd like to see what you can make me pay!" Qin Mu took another step and suddenly punched out. This time he didn't keep his hand, punched a man, directly spit blood from the man's mouth and flew out.

The young woman's face suddenly changed. She stepped back and rushed to the top of the altar. Then she rushed to the iron cage with several steps. She grabbed the burning torch next to the iron cage and shouted, "if you dare to move again, I'll burn her!"

The burning torch carries kerosene. When the torch tilts, the kerosene drips and makes the flame burn on the ground. If the kerosene falls on a person, there is no doubt that the person will be burned on the spot.

Qin Mu rushed forward because the young woman stopped.

Tang Ningxi's face looked particularly haggard in the sun. She had nothing to do with it, but because of his negligence, Tang Ningxi was also brought into it.

When the young woman saw Qin Mu stop, a winner's smile appeared on her face.

The head of Zhengjia village, who had been sitting on the altar, stood up slowly. He leaned on his crutch, turned around, stood on the altar, looked down at Qin Mu and made an old voice, "young man, you're in trouble."

"Make trouble?" Qin Mu smiled. "I never know what it means to make trouble!"

"Really?" the young woman sneered and drew the torch closer to Tang Ningxi.

Tang Ningxi's clothes are dirty, wrinkled and his skin is very white. Outside the cage, there is an iron bowl with some leftovers in it. The residue of leftovers has spread to Tang Ningxi, which means that Tang Ningxi has been locked in the cage for a long time!

Such a scene made Qin Mu's eyes red. He still remembered Tang Ningxi's arrogant and naughty appearance when he first met Tang Ningxi. Although he had a bad attitude towards him, he showed a rare innocence.

However, at the moment, they are treated like this.

When the Dragon King is angry, the corpse floats thousands of miles.

He dares to do what others dare not do!

If others dare not kill, he will kill!

Forces that others dare not touch, he dares!

In a word, if others dare to move, Qin Mu dares to move, and if others dare not, Qin Mu also dares to move. In this world, no one can threaten Qin Mu!

No one can bear Qin Mu's anger! Even for this, Zhengjia village, whose origin is mysterious and even officials dare not provoke, can't bear Qin Mu's anger!

Qin Mu stared at the young woman on the stage. His voice was very calm and said, "I'll give you three times to put down the things in your hand."

"Oh." the woman disdained to smile, "you threaten me?"

"One!" Qin Mu didn't answer the woman's words and spoke directly.

The woman deliberately raised her hand and brought the torch closer to Tang Ningxi. Kerosene dripping on Tang Ningxi's side, only one centimeter away, fell on Tang Ningxi.

"Two!" Qin Mu took a step forward.

The woman put the torch closer to Tang Ningxi. Now as long as kerosene can drip, it must fall on Tang Ningxi and light Tang Ningxi's clothes.

Qin Mu didn't count three. He looked up at the blue sky and said softly, "kill!"

At the moment Qin Mu opened his mouth, a cold light appeared in the sunny day. From behind the altar, he rowed directly towards the young woman's stamina.

The young woman didn't notice the appearance of this cold awn at all, and still looked at Qin Mu with a victor's attitude.

Han mang easily cut off the hair on the back of the young posterity's neck. At this moment, the young woman was suddenly pulled away from her place to make the cold mang empty.

The young woman looked at the man in front of her, "patriarch."

"Watch your back." the head of Zhengjia village, leaning on a crutch, said in a low voice.

The young woman looked at the place where she had just stood and saw a black figure standing there. The black figure was wearing a black mask and holding a long blade in her hand.

The young woman now felt a chill in the back of her neck. She stretched out her hand to touch the back of her neck. Her collar had been cut open and there was a wisp of broken hair. If the patriarch hadn't pulled her, she might no longer be able to stand here at the moment.

The young woman felt a little cold in her heart.

When Qin Mu said the word "kill", these cold awns appeared not only behind the young women, but also behind some villagers in zhangjiacun. When the cold awn appeared, there were eight people with different heads!

No one in zhangjiacun thought of this scene.

The village head looked at Qin Mu under the altar.

One shadow after another appeared behind Qin Mu. Everyone was dressed in black and wearing a black mask. They held long blades and sent out cold awns. Those cold awns spread all over Qin Mu's back, like sparks in the sun.

Just look at these cold awns, there are at least 300 ways!

The young woman's original arrogant face became a little afraid because of the appearance of these figures. She just walked in front of the gate of death. She knew the strength of these people in black. She didn't even know when they appeared!

"Young man, do you know the consequences of killing the people in Zhengjia village?" the village head stared at Qin Mu.