Special Expert of Beauty CEO-Chapter 1752 - 1756: Sorry for Disturbing You
Borrow?
This old man with white hair has quite thick skin.
"Can I say no?"
Facing the confident and arrogant gaze of the white-haired old man, Qin Tian smiled faintly and said.
"Don't lend it? If you don't lend it, your life will be over! Kid, this is our Senior White's chance to let you go, take it yourself, don't regret it!"
The middle-aged man with a mustache "kindly" reminded not far away.
As he spoke, the surrounding people released their auras simultaneously, all targeting Qin Tian, forming a pressure of intimidation.
Qin Tian smiled faintly and shook his head.
Turning to look at the concerned Liu Fei'er behind him, he nodded to her, and using True Qi Transmission, said, "Fei'er, protect Fei Hong, leave this to me. Let me see what these bandits can do to me!"
Liu Fei'er looked at Qin Tian, worriedly using True Qi Transmission, "Brother Tian, you're already injured, let me handle them?"
"These minor injuries can be completely ignored. Don't worry, Fei'er, these sixteen people, to me, are just a pile of bones now!"
Qin Tian raised his brow, turned to look at the white-haired old man, the killing intent in his eyes made the old man feel a sudden urge to back away.
Liu Fei'er looked at Qin Tian's back, and for some reason, felt an inexplicable sense of peace in her heart.
For some reason, though Qin Tian's words just now sounded like self-comforting bravado, she couldn't help but believe them. She believed Qin Tian could defeat these people.
Even if both groups of experts had the lowest cultivation of at least Small Immortal Realm Early Stage.
"It seems you're ready to resist obstinately, very well, there's no need for further words. Everyone, this kid wants to have a martial duel with us, don't hold back, let's attack together."
The white-haired old man looked at Qin Tian, feeling that he wouldn't be easy to deal with, so he suggested that everyone attack together.
But, as soon as he finished speaking, the tall and thin middle-aged man stepped forward and said disdainfully, "Sixteen people bullying him alone? I, Zhao Meng, have never done such a bullying thing since I was young. I'll do it myself."
Zhao Meng's tone was filled with a sense of justice.
However, the white-haired old man and the middle-aged man with a mustache didn't see it that way. They knew Zhao Meng was planning to monopolize the Treasure Sword.
The white-haired old man gave the man with a mustache a look.
The man with the mustache understood and also stepped forward, "Sect Leader Zhao, no need for you to intervene, I'll take care of him."
"Heh, let me do it."
"I'll do it."
"I think I should do it."
"Stop arguing, I'll go first."
The two began to argue, seemingly seeing Qin Tian already as a dead fish and were fighting over the spoils.
The white-haired old man possessed an insight that others didn't. Originally, he felt Qin Tian wouldn't be easy to deal with; seeing Zhao Meng and the man with the mustache arguing back and forth with no result, he stepped forward and said, "Both of you, stop arguing, attack together."
Zhao Meng was surprised, "Together? Senior White, I think it's a little bit bullying."
The man with the mustache nodded, "We are both older than this guy, two against one seems a bit oppressive."
The white-haired old man was quite speechless at this time, just about to remind the two not to underestimate the enemy, when Qin Tian spoke, "You two dumbasses, what are you arguing about? Fighting to see who dies first? Come on together, on the road to the Netherworld, you can be a pair of mandarin ducks!"
Swoosh!
Qin Tian's words were lightly spoken, but instantly infuriated Zhao Meng and the other, making them nearly burst with anger!
"Humph, kid, we're giving you face, and you don't give us face, very well! Since you're so ignorant about life and death, today I'll let you know what death means!"
Zhao Meng rushed at Qin Tian with venom in his words.
Qin Tian found these people very amusing, obviously here to rob, yet talking about borrowing; clearly wanting his life to snatch the sword, yet worried about being accused of bullying, pretending to properly "borrow" the sword.
Too hypocritical, he never liked this kind of thing.
The man with the mustache and Zhao Meng, completely angered by Qin Tian's words, decided not to say more, focused on Qin Tian, and prepared to take action with their palms charged.
They were puzzled as they couldn't see through Qin Tian's cultivation level, and Qin Tian's aura was strange, not at all like that of an Immortality Cultivator.
Qin Tian couldn't guess these two's cultivation either, but based on their aura, he could roughly estimate them to be between the Small Immortal Realm Middle Stage and Small Immortal Realm Peak.
These two, he now felt confident to fight!
Whoosh!
Amidst the sudden silence, Zhao Meng and the man with the mustache exchanged a glance, then simultaneously attacked, two strands of True Qi Gang Wind rushing towards Qin Tian with an aim to disable him with one move!
Swish!
In Qin Tian's hand, the Red Sword moved, and facing the True Qi Shock Wave ten meters away generated by these two, his Dan Tian Qi Sea's True Qi exploded, unleashing the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique with red aura from the Red Sword against them.
This was a simple sword technique.
But when Qin Tian used this sword technique, the white-haired old man screamed simultaneously, "Be careful! That sword of his is not simple!"
Crack!
Crack!
However, it was already too late. As the white-haired old man's voice fell, the man with the mustache and Zhao Meng froze, their entire bodies suddenly halted; the protective layers formed by their True Qi Shields developed a barely visible fine red crack.
Thud!
Thud!
Just as everyone watched in utter astonishment, the man with the mustache and Zhao Meng fell to the ground, eyes wide open, dead!
Gasp!
Everyone drew a sharp breath, stunned.
Dead?
Just one sword, and they're dead?
"I didn't even feel this guy exerting much True Qi pressure just now, how did our leader… his Fist Light and True Qi Shield, got instantly broken?"
"I also… I also find it strange, it's… too terrifying, isn't it? One sword killed two people? Good heavens..."
"Who on earth is this guy? His cultivation… it must be at the Great Immortal Realm, right?"
"Even with our leader and that guy teaming up, even if he's Great Immortal Realm, we should have a chance, it shouldn't have been… one move… not even one move really…"'
The remaining people stood dumbfounded, each with eyes wide, almost popping out of their heads in amazement.
The white-haired old man took a deep breath, feeling a bit confused.
His cultivation was only at the Small Immortal Realm Late Stage, certainly no match for Qin Tian.
He knew that even if all of them attacked together, they would likely become sword ghosts under this young man.
So, the white-haired old man sensibly bowed to Qin Tian, slowly turned around, and said, "Young friend, I'm sorry for the disturbance, sorry for the trouble."
With that, he turned to leave.
