Chapter 341

As he spoke, he pulled out a custom-made weapon from somewhere; bullets flew swiftly, aiming straight at the throat of the enemy before him.

Yet inside that throat lay a place covered with countless armor plates, except for a small hole in the middle piece.

The bullet then followed that hole, straight toward the throat.

The throat felt a sudden pain, and immediately another bullet struck, blasting the person's head.

The bullet pierced the person's head, exploding into gorgeous fireworks.

It also made the surrounding brightness even more dazzling.

"What is this? What weapon?"

The captain of the Sakura squad pointed at the exploding fireworks and asked.

Wang An tilted his head, smiling, and said, "You don't know? This weapon was specially prepared for you."

Wang An's contrast instantly drew the attention of several people.

Even Wang Qingyang's contrast surprised everyone.

Wang Qingyang lowered his eyes, slowly opened his pupils; beneath them was a pupil shaped like a snake.

Yes, if following others' thoughts, Wang Qingyang would not be human, but actually he is human, a quite decent human.

"You're a monster!"

The Sakura captain pointed at Wang Qingyang.

A terrified voice was about to spill out.

Yes, he suddenly became afraid, afraid of this person.

Especially afraid of his every move.

In the Sakura nation's cold, snakes differ, especially in folk tales where many snakes are intertwined.

"I never expected you to be related to snakes."

Wang Qingyang shook his head: "Don't overthink it; I just have eyes similar to a snake's, but I'm not a snake."

Speaking, his pupils suddenly like blood flowers, brimming with tear light; then, as tears traced his cheeks, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

The smile quickly vanished, his body like a sharp blade, directly tearing the heavens and slashing at the Sakura captain leading them.

The soldiers behind the Sakura captain immediately sensed something wrong.

Raising their weapons, they began to sweep, trying to repel Wang Qingyang.

Wang Qingyang tilted his head, and soon a faint blue light instantly covered his body.

He swiftly turned, his body weaving through the black bullets.

Soon he reached the vicinity of the Sakura captain.

The Sakura captain sensed something off, reached out, and grabbed one of them.

He flung them hard, heavily striking Wang Qingyang's body.

Wang Qingyang showed a smile.

With one hand deep inside, he seized the person's neck, squeezed hard, hearing only a "crack."

That person instantly lost breath.

In the distance, Lu Yuan, watching the show, furrowed his brows.

"This person is too good at pretending; he doesn't look like a cultivator."

"Yet in combat, he's not inferior to an ordinary cultivator."

"How is this done?"

"Wait……"

Lu Yuan seemed to have seen something, paying special attention to Wang Qingyang's arm.

It was a glowing bracelet, above which flowed an endless green power.

Like a gift from nature, it repaired the damage to the defensive shield.

I never expected, I never expected.

"I never expected this not only exists in Sakura but also in the Great Qin Dynasty; it seems I need to go see."

Lu Yuan thought to himself, yet his gaze still fell on Wang An and Wang Qingyang.

Wang An at this moment put away his weapon, gave a light pull behind his back, and a gleaming broadsword appeared in his hand.

The sword was entirely black, its dark body obscuring any pattern.

Only a slowly glowing serpent emblem was engraved within it.

"Oh dear, you finally drew that sword?"

Wang Qingyang, already charging forward, suddenly halted his steps; though he didn't turn back, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling behind him.

Wang An shook his head without joy or sorrow.

"Alright, the battle should end now."

"You! You two alone still want to kill hundreds of us?"

Wang Qingyang raised his eyebrows: "Are you underestimating us?"

"Quite right; in your hearts you consider yourselves strong, surely looking down on us two."

"But… it's fine; we're not just that many."

After Wang Qingyang spoke, before Wang An could act, he quickly reached out, directly pressing toward the Sakura captain.

The Sakura captain sensed something off, just about to dodge, but was slammed away by an invisible force.

He turned his head to look.

The person behind him had somehow lost consciousness, yet he was shoved back out.

Before he could struggle, Wang An's weapon completely took his life.

Blood stained the ground red, and even the few people nearby were the same.

They also got quite a bit of red on them.

Those who didn't know still thought it had been dyed red with red paint.

Wang Qingyang didn't speak.

He still held his fists, one on one.

He forcefully severed many people's heads.

Utterly strange.

Lu Yuan also let out an admiring sigh.

I never expected the Great Qin Dynasty to have such strong individuals.

They still haven't appeared.

Everyone is hiding their clumsiness.

Lu Yuan thought to himself.

The wind gently swayed, moving his hair and causing ripples.

It also stirred Lu Yuan's longing heart.

He didn't know what Gu Qingwan and Su Liyan were doing.

He also didn't know whether the two of them missed him at all.

If they missed him, they'd at least sneeze.

But there's no sneeze, only crying—surely they don't miss him.

Lu Yuan felt a hint of loss inside.

Of course, it's not yet the time for loss; he needs to take this battle seriously.

Have you heard of something?

What is it?

In the distance, the conversation between Wang Qingyang and Wang An could be heard again.

Hunters often appear disguised as prey.

Upon hearing this, Wang An nodded: "So does that mean we are the prey?"

Yes.

"'Shla'—blood-red stained the ground, and once again covered the entire lawn."

Wang Qingyang didn't care at all.

He wiped the blood from his face and strode to the side of the foremost cherry-blossom person.

The clear breeze floated, moving his hair and lifting his strands.

It lifted his helplessness and smile.

Yes, he is now very happy, wishing he could act now and directly grab Wang An's hand.

He would fiercely throw him out, flinging him onto these people's handles.

If you ask why?

Wang An wore armor, which would not affect his chance to draw his sword at all.

After all, this armor was secretly made by Wang Qingyang's family.

It would not affect his advance at all.

Come on, I'm just itching to move my muscles; let me feel how formidable you little cherry blossoms are.

Little cherry blossom? Is what you're saying, Wang Qingyang, even human speech?

Good fellow.

This clearly is the rhythm preparing for a slaughter, huh?

After all, they are ordinary people.

Wait, aren't the few people before us also ordinary?

If you dare kill our captain, be careful we'll slaughter your country!

Since we've already killed them, why all the nonsense?" Wang Qingyang rubbed his temples, looking helpless: "Besides, if you had stopped them earlier or punished them a bit, we wouldn't be in this situation."

Isn't that right?

After Wang Qingyang finished speaking, he subconsciously looked toward Wang An.

Wang An...... (End of chapter)