The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 36: Shen Chong, the root of evil

The phone vibrated.

"Brother Qin, I'm in position ()"

After receiving the news, Qin Ye fell from the tree and walked straight towards the main gate of the factory.

He did not hide his body, so he was discovered by Quan Xing who came out to relieve himself after just a few steps.

How can we avoid being discovered by the enemy?

Answer: Kill all enemies that see you.

Clang—thousands of blades were unsheathed, and Quan Xing, who was ten meters away, suddenly felt his neck loosen, and blood gushed out like a floodgate opened.

He covered his neck and tried to shout to attract the attention of the people inside, but no sound came out.

[Harvest Innate Qi (Low Level): Life Essence +0.5]

Qin Ye held the Thousand Blades in his hand, but the blades separated and extended out, with thousands of broken blades connected by a faint light.

Just as the corpse was about to fall heavily, countless broken blades suddenly turned into a large net to support it, and finally gently placed it on the ground.

With a slight movement of his mind, the broken blades were recovered and reassembled into a knife.

Qin Ye walked into the factory again.

All the monsters he met along the way were killed by him with one sword, without even being able to resist. Qianren was like a meat grinder, born for killing, and his attacks from all angles made it impossible to defend against them.

But Qin Ye couldn't be happy. He only killed some small fish and didn't see any big fish.

He suspected that Wang Zhenqiu was deceiving him, but he had no evidence.

Not long after, the two met in the middle area of ​​the factory, but looking behind them, the scene was completely different.

On Qin Ye's side, there was naturally a river of blood, broken limbs and corpses everywhere, and it was silent, like a cemetery.

On Wang Zhenqiu's side, there were moans everywhere, and the sounds of pleasure merged into one, as if a group of people were having a sex party.

It can be said that one of them is the chosen one of Khorne and the other is the chosen one of Slaanesh. Fortunately, they are not in that cesspool.

"Wang Zhenqiu, is this the big fish you were talking about?" Qin Ye asked, leaving behind a corpse covered in blood holes.

Wang Zhenqiu tilted his body to look behind Qin Ye and couldn't help swallowing.

He originally thought Qin Ye was just ruthless and resolute, but he didn't expect him to be bloodthirsty. How could he report so many deaths? Old Hao must be going crazy.
Wang Zhenqiu now feels a little sorry for the person in charge of the South China region. The mission is to kill without leaving a single person alive. The person in charge must be busy cleaning up the mess.

If Liao Zhong knew his thoughts, he would definitely shake his hand and yell, "It's hard to find a soulmate."
"Is the big fish talking about me?"

At this time, a teasing voice came from the second floor of the factory.

Qin Ye and the others looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man wearing rimless glasses walking out of a room on the second floor.

The young man had a somewhat gentle temperament, and his shirt and tie looked like a salesman. There was a casual and playful look on his face, as if he regarded Qin Ye and the other man as fish swimming in a cauldron.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Shen Chong, the evil spirit. You guys killed my client, right?"

"Hey, Brother Qin, I told you there's a big fish." Wang Zhen pointed at Shen Chong with a smile on his face.

Then he changed his index finger to a thumb and pointed at Qin Ye behind him, and raised his head to the young man upstairs: "It was my brother who killed him, what can you do?"

Shen Chong turned his gaze towards Qin Ye, then pushed up his glasses, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes:
"If I'm not mistaken, this friend holding a knife is the Southern China Knife Nightmare, right? Excuse me, is the southwest your territory?" Wang Zhenqiu looked at Shen Chong, then at Qin Ye, and said with a stifled smile, "Brother Qin, they gave you a nickname. So childish, haha~"

Qin Ye was too lazy to pay attention to the idiot Wang Zhenqiu, and he didn't want to waste time talking to Shen Chong. This was the second time he heard this nickname. The last time was from Yuan Tao. He didn't know what was wrong with these people.

He was not surprised that the other party recognized him, as information was also shared within Quanxing.

"Stop talking nonsense. You didn't come out here to ask for directions, did you? Come down, I'll give you a quick knife."

"Hehehe" Shen Chong let out a series of sinister low laughs, and the dangerous light in his eyes became brighter. "You are really crazy. Your Qi must be very pure. Since you killed my client, you should take the blame!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen men and women with crazy faces suddenly jumped out of the room behind him and jumped down from the second floor with a grin on their faces.

"Don't fight with me for these, they both belong to me!"

"Fuck you, I said I had a reservation!"

"Don't fight over it, whoever grabs it first gets it. I'm going first, hahahaha!"

Obviously, these mentally ill people are Shen Chong's "clients".

Faced with these insane and crazy people rushing towards him, Qin Ye had nothing to say. Just one word: kill!

The first person to bear the brunt of the attack was a woman, laughing shrilly and holding a long whip covered with thorns in her hand.

Qin Ye brushed past her, and the next second, her head rolled down, her face full of surprise.

Seeing their accomplice being killed, the others were not afraid. Instead, their expressions became even more excited and ferocious, as if they were glad that they had one less competitor.

Qin Ye killed people as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. He chopped open the belly with one knife, pierced the heart with another knife, and then chopped diagonally, tearing the body apart directly, and blood flowed everywhere.

But there were also masters among this group of people. A middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a dirty face slashed out with his palm in the air, and an invisible and tangible wave came out from his palm.

Qin Ye sensed something and swung his sword, and the collision with the sword caused an air explosion visible to the naked eye.

"Splitting Air Palm?"

"Hey, give up, let me chop you to death and suck you dry, hey hey."

The middle-aged man was not in a very healthy mental state. He kept muttering nonsense about killing you and sucking you dry, and was madly hitting the air with his palms.

But then a bluish-white wind tornado roared and swept him up, and his clothes were shattered into powder one by one, and his naked body was scratched with hideous blood marks by the wind tornado.

Then he spun 360 degrees and fell to the ground, posing in a shameful posture, motionless.

Then Qin Ye stepped on the wind, holding a thousand blades and slashing forward among the crowd. Each time he swung a blood mist, in just a moment, no one in the field was left standing.

The harvesting speed was so fast that Wang Zhenqiu couldn't find a chance to shoot and could only act as a cheerleader on the side.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Shen Chong clapped his hands, and there was no regret in his eyes that his "client" was killed. Even if the client was dead, he could still recover some of the Yuan Qi from his body.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Blade Nightmare is worthy of being Blade Nightmare. They are still a little too young to take you down. Then let me fight you for a few moves."

Wang Zhenqiu looked at Shen Chong, who was so arrogant and conceited, and couldn't help but sneer: "Fuck, Brother Qin, how can he be so pretentious? Cut him down, don't give me face."

Shen Chong was a little displeased that he had failed to put on a good show. He turned his gaze to Wang Zhenqiu who was looking down on him, sneered, and jumped up from the second floor of the factory. He landed on the ground like a missile, and the powerful Yuan Qi surged. The ground beneath his feet cracked and dust was swirled.

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