Extraordinary Demon King Soldier

"Hmph! With just these tricks, you think you can kill me? You're dreaming!"

As Cai Minghui's face twisted with malice, Ye Qiu already knew there were two people behind him, and they were pointing guns at him. He was well-prepared.

Just as the two gunmen were about to fire, Ye Qiu's figure blurred, and he kicked two stones underfoot.

"Pop, pop."

With two crisp sounds, the guns in the hands of the two gunmen immediately fell to the ground.

"What?"

The change occurred so quickly that the two gunmen didn't have time to react. They couldn't believe how Ye Qiu, with his back to them, could accurately strike the guns in their hands—did he have eyes on his back?

Before the two gunmen could react, Ye Qiu moved again, and with a swift stride, he was in front of them, unleashing his fists against their chests.

"Pfft, pfft!"

The two spat out large amounts of blood, flew backward, and crashed heavily to the ground. Their eyes turned black, and they lost consciousness.

After finishing this, Ye Qiu's gaze turned hostile, and he said coldly, "My patience is limited. If you try any more tricks, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Although Ye Qiu's voice wasn't very loud, to Cai Minghui it sounded like a thunderous boom, striking directly at his heart.

His legs trembled, and he shivered all over. This time, he was truly afraid. Ye Qiu's skills were too god-like, a man this formidable was not someone he could afford to provoke.

"Blood Cross's people left yesterday."

"Why did they leave?"

"I don't know."

At this point, Cai Minghui hesitated to speak further.

"Don't hide anything, or you'll face the consequences yourself!"

Cai Minghui knew Ye Qiu was a ruthless man. He gritted his teeth and said, "Though the main force of Blood Cross has left, some stayed behind. They're in the basement of my martial arts school."

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Just as Cai Minghui's words fell, several people immediately scrambled to escape the martial arts school.

"Think you can leave? Not a chance!"

Ye Qiu's expression turned cold, and with a slip of his foot, he chased after them.

Their skills were decent, and they were very fast, but unfortunately for them, they encountered Ye Qiu!

As the king of Huaxia's Demon Corps, Ye Qiu was no pushover. In just two flashes, he caught up behind one of them.

Without a word, Ye Qiu punched fiercely, striking the person's body.

Caught off guard, the person spat a large mouthful of blood and lost consciousness.

After that, Ye Qiu didn't stop for a moment, twisting and attacking another.

The person fleeing ahead felt a chill wind sweeping from behind, making their hair stand on end in terror.

"Stop running, at this rate, we'll be picked off by the Demon King one by one. Instead, we might as well fight!" This person had some sense, instantly pointing out the situation.

Upon hearing this, the others also stopped in their tracks.

"Boss, you take the item and leave quickly. We'll hold him off!"

Among them, an older person spoke up.

"Old Three!"

The one called boss hesitated after hearing the middle-aged man's words and said:

"Brothers, I'm sorry!"

With that, he immediately ran outside.

"You think it's that easy to leave?"

Ye Qiu sneered. Although he didn't know what the person was holding, the behavior of the group suggested it was no ordinary item.

Ye Qiu grabbed a large saber from the weapon rack in the courtyard and, dragging it—

charged into the crowd!

The saber slashed down!

A saber light flashed!

Screech!

In an instant, the person in front was cut in two!

A flick of the wrist, the blade turned again!

Screech, the one on the side was chopped in half at the waist by Ye Qiu!

No one was a match for him!

Blood splattered!

"This..."

"So brutal, Ye Qiu is simply inhuman!"

"The Blood Cross people can't withstand even one move from Ye Qiu?"

Wei Liangjun and others were all dumbstruck watching everything unfold.

The most shocked was Cai Minghui. In Jiangnan City, Blood Cross was known as the most powerful organization, but such a strong group was nothing more than a bunch of paper tigers under Ye Qiu's hands?

This revelation left Cai Minghui extremely shocked and also furious. Such a formidable figure like Ye Qiu, yet Wei Liangjun dared to give him two hundred thousand to trouble him?

Damn it, had he known how powerful Ye Qiu was, he wouldn't have even thought of it for two million, let alone twenty thousand or two hundred thousand.

"You're not leaving on my watch!"

Ye Qiu shouted ferociously, leaping rapidly towards that boss.

The boss, still grieving, heard Ye Qiu's voice behind him, and his hair stood on end, his scalp tingling.

He knew his men could never be Ye Qiu's match, but he didn't expect them to lose so quickly, not even leaving him time to escape the martial arts school.

Realizing this, he stopped in his tracks. He knew his speed was no match for Ye Qiu, and to keep running would only expose his back to Ye Qiu, akin to seeking his own death.

"I've never underestimated you, but your power still exceeded my imagination, Demon King!"

The boss spoke with a complex expression.

"Sigh, very well, then let's fight!"

Suddenly, the boss's aura changed, reaching his peak condition.

This shift surprised Ye Qiu. It wasn't like Ye Qiu was boasting, but minors like those in Blood Cross were usually petrified at the mention of his name. However, this person not only wasn't afraid, he was filled with battle spirit.

"Interesting!"