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Chapter 560 - 562: The Furious Qin Tian, So Terrifying!

Chapter 560: Chapter 562: The Furious Qin Tian, So Terrifying!

"Ah..."

With a dagger stuck in his back on the left side, Wei Jun cried out in agony.

But at this moment, beyond his howls, his heart was filled with even greater fear.

So, after screaming twice, Wei Jun, enduring the pain, still tried to walk towards the small building.

He was very clear that if he did not move, he would surely die!

Qin Tian, from a few meters away, slowly walked towards Wei Jun, his face emanating waves of murderous intent.

"Wei Jun, where have you hidden my dagger?!" Qin Tian demanded.

"Qin Tian, you... If I return your stuff to you, will you let me go, please?" Wei Jun timidly looked back over his shoulder at Qin Tian.

In this moment, Qin Tian’s very walk seemed to bring with it a chill–in Wei Jun’s eyes, he was the very embodiment of terror, a demon!

"Hmph, still trying to negotiate with me at this point?"

Qin Tian took a quick step forward, grasped the collar of Wei Jun’s clothing, yanked him backward, and, seizing the opportunity, began to frisk him. Unsurprisingly, the Dragon Blood Dagger was indeed on him!

He had come unexpectedly today, and Wei Jun surely never imagined that Qin Tian would show up. So, given his arrogant and show-off nature, Qin Tian had guessed he would carry the Dragon Blood Dagger with him. And he was right.

As soon as Qin Tian found the Dragon Blood Dagger, Wei Jun was so terrified that he wet himself.

With one hand, Qin Tian held him aloft, urine streaming from Wei Jun below...

With the Dragon Blood Dagger taken from him, he was as good as without an amulet, certain to die!

"Now, do you have anything else to say?"

Qin Tian threw Wei Jun to the ground, "I’ve warned you time and again, wanting to spare you and not take your life. But you dared to steal my personal possession. Today, I cannot forgive you!"

After speaking, a flash of red glowed from the Dragon Blood Dagger, signaling Qin Tian’s preparation to pierce through Wei Jun’s chest.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Clang, clang, clang!

Suddenly, from inside the small building, several flying knives shot towards Qin Tian like meteors!

Qin Tian could only use the Dragon Blood Dagger to defend himself.

The speed of the knives was extreme, and their angles were cunningly chosen. If Qin Tian did not block carefully, he was indeed at risk of being sneak-attacked and wounded!

"Impudent wretch, daring to cause trouble at the Flying Knife Sect, do you have a death wish?!"

From inside the building, three middle-aged men emerged, all appearing to be in their forties.

The leader, with bushy eyebrows and bright eyes and standing almost one meter eighty in height, had a very imposing presence.

"Uncle Diao, save me... This youngster, he killed Diao Bao," Wei Jun cried out for help as he saw the appearance of his three uncles, overjoyed at the sudden glimpse of hope for survival, and spiced up his story claiming that Qin Tian had killed Diao Bao, nudging Diao Zhatian into taking action against Qin Tian.

The tall middle-aged man was none other than Diao Zhatian, and upon hearing that Diao Bao was killed by Qin Tian, his bushy whiskers trembled with rage.

"What? Wei Jun, what are you saying?!" Diao Zhatian could hardly believe the news.

"He really killed Diao Bao. Today, our Flying Knife Sect has been turned upside down by him... Twenty-one of our second-generation disciples, under his hand, have either died or been injured—a complete rout," Wei Jun frantically fabricated.

"Of the eight great champions of our first-generation disciples, I was the only one to escape; the others, they all lie dead by the flower bed, wu wu wu... Please, uncles, avenge my brothers!"

Wei Jun was blabbering nonsense, desperately painting Qin Tian as an unforgivable villain, using snot and tears to his advantage, even smearing the urine he had just scared out of himself onto his face as fake tears. Quite a performance indeed.

But Wei Jun’s schemes succeeded.

Upon hearing his words, not only Diao Zhatian but also the two instructors beside him had their faces drastically change.

"What? He almost wiped out our entire Flying Knife Sect on his own?"

All first and second generation disciples have been defeated!

This is tantamount to the destruction of our sect!

This young man...where did he get such immense skill?

At this moment, all of Diao Zhatian and his companions’ gazes were focused on Qin Tian.

Could this young man in his twenties really single-handedly take on the entire Flying Knife Sect?

Having grown so old, even Diao Zhatian had never encountered such a martial arts freak; to master martial arts to such a degree in his twenties, impossible!

However, at this time, some disciples from afar were slowly walking over. Upon seeing Qin Tian in front of the stairs, one after another, they reacted as if they had just seen King Yan himself, their complexions changing drastically as they hurried back, not daring to come any closer.

"Looks like it’s true,"

Licking his lips, Diao Zhatian exchanged glances with the two training officers beside him, all smirking with undisguised anger on their faces.

"Brother Diao, given the situation, the three of us taking him on one-on-one... might not stand a chance," a short and plump training officer murmured.

Another training officer with a full beard furrowed his brows and wondered, "I’m puzzled, how can he be so formidable at his age? We in the Flying Knife Sect all specialize in throwing knives, so many of us, and not a single one could even scratch him?"

Hearing this, Diao Zhatian’s frown deepened.

"This person, I’m afraid he came today with the intent to annihilate our Flying Knife Sect!"

His words sent chills down the spines of the other two training officers.

"Since that’s the case, let’s not talk about Jiang Hu morality. The three of us will go at once and slaughter him!" the bearded training officer said with ruthless determination.

Upon hearing this, Diao Zhatian and the others nodded in agreement.

"Wei Jun, go to the back mountain and call the Sect Leader, tell him the Flying Knife Sect is facing great peril and needs him to come out of seclusion to repress the situation!"

Diao Zhatian said quietly to Wei Jun in front of him.

Wei Jun nodded, not caring about his own wounds, got up, and began staggering towards the back mountain.

"Be careful!"

"Not good!"

"Dodge!"

However, the moment Wei Jun had just gotten up, the three training officers shouted out almost in unison.

But it was already too late.

Qin Tian kicked a dagger up from the ground, and like a bullet, it shot towards the back of Wei Jun, who thought he had gotten lucky and escaped.

This time, Wei Jun no longer had a chance to cry out; he fell to the ground, dead with his eyes wide open.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this scene, the several disciples who had been prepared to come over and report were frightened, unconsciously stepping back.

Too terrifying!

To kill the Senior Disciple of the Flying Knife Sect in front of three training officers, such audacity, such power, it’s too fierce, too intimidating!

"What are you dawdling for? Go and call the Sect Leader!"

Diao Zhatian yelled at those fearful disciples, who immediately ran toward the back mountain.

After the disciples had left, Diao Zhatian and his companions slowly descended the steps and approached Qin Tian.

At this moment, the square was unusually quiet, and the four men were all on their guard, seemingly ready to fight at any time.

"Young man, what grudge or grievance does the Flying Knife Sect have with you that you insist on pushing us to our demise?"

Stopping three meters away from Qin Tian, Diao Zhatian sternly questioned him.

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