"Fake, stop!"

Two tall and strong men in suits saw Qin Fei's x5 hit, cursed, and waved their hands.

Both of these strong men have B-level strength and are almost comparable to the warriors of the Chinese God One.

One of their superpowers is the Wind Blade and the other is the Earth Thorn.

Suddenly, sharp thorns appeared on the ground, ready to poke the x5 tires.

The other strong man's wind blade, like a half-moon scimitar, also slashed at the front glass of x5.

However, the panoramic sunroof of the x5 is open.

A woman with a cold expression and a beautiful face stood up. She fiddled with a delicate guqin that looked like an oral organ in her hand.

Dingding Ding Ding...

The crisp piano sounded, and instantly it was like ripples on the water surface, spreading around at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ground thorns that blocked the road were directly broken neatly.

The wind blade, which had just reached halfway, also collapsed with a bang.

After all, Murong Qingcheng is a top expert at the peak of God Four, and is equivalent to the level between A and S abroad.

It is definitely not something that two B-level abilities who guard the gate can compete with.

While cursing in a vague manner, he fell to the ground with his head in pain, vomiting blood in big mouthfuls.

Qin Fei just glanced at the two unlucky psychics indifferently, then kicked the accelerator and crushed them.

After breaking into the manor, I found that the layout inside was almost the same as a small town. There were all streets, hotels, shops, and street lights.

Of course, more psychics are welcomed by Qin Fei and the others.

There are at least twenty of them. They have strengths ranging from level C to level B.

Many people were holding ak47 in their hands and came to Qin Fei's x5.

Murong Qingcheng had the protection of his body with true energy and was not afraid of bullets at all. He simply jumped out of the skylight and stood on the roof of the car. His slender fingers were dancing like an elf, constantly teasing the strings.

Dingding Ding Ding...

Dangdangdangdangdang....

The crisp sound of the piano is dense and rapid, like a war drum on the battlefield.

Many low-level psychics immediately fell to the ground, unable to withstand the mental attack of the "Xuantian Demon Piano".

Qin Fei's defense is almost comparable to steel and iron, and he is even less afraid of bullets.

After kicking open the car door, he rushed over with the Xuanyuan Sword. It was like a gangster fighting, and he didn't use any martial arts.

The Xuanyuan Sword is so sharp that it is almost like a kid.

Yes, in Qin Fei's eyes, these supernatural beings are children.

With his current strength, only A's superpowers will interest him.

If you do your best, even if the s-level psychic comes, your chances of winning should be between 50 and 50.

In just one or two minutes, all twenty superpowers have been solved.

Qin Fei shook the blood beads on the Xuanyuan Sword, took out a blood pill from the ring and threw it to Murong Qingcheng: "I know how to use it?"

"Blood Qi Pill? Did you buy it from the Tang family?" Murong Qingcheng caught the Blood Qi Pill, his mind slightly rippled. It turned out to be "the best". Is this man too generous to take action?

"Haha, right."

Qin Fei smiled slightly and didn't say much on this topic.

The two walked side by side along the street and towards the depths of the manor. Only by finding the person in charge of the auction house can we know where "Yan Jing" was taken away by them.

However, the two of them had just turned around the street. A very tall figure rushed over from the front like a tank.

He is at least two meters tall, his muscles are still a big bald head.

The bridge of the nose is very high, the eyes are light yellow, and the real A-powered person is from the fourth to the fifth.

Among foreign psychics, they are also considered top experts.

It seems that the monster has been cleaned up almost and has encountered a boss.

"Who are you guys who dare to come here to make trouble?" The bald strong man looked down at Qin Fei and Murong Qingcheng, and asked with a cold expression.

"I am here to get the 'Yan Jing' back!" Murong Qingcheng said with a cold face.

"Yan Jing? It fell into our hands and wanted to take it back? It was simply a dream!"

The bald strong man sneered and shouted: "Armor Technique!"

Suddenly, a light golden light appeared on the bald strong man's body, which looked a bit like armor. He also had a wide double-edged sword in his hand, and he slashed at the two of them at once.

Damn it, I missed it. It turned out to be a s-level supernatural psychic, equivalent to a cultivation goal of the God of China or above.

The latter s and s correspond to the sixth and seventh gods of China respectively.

Of course, there are also the existence of ss and sss, corresponding to the eight and nine gods.

Obviously, the boss of Kronos should be the sss's supernatural power.

Qin Fei's expression became much more serious, and he didn't dare to hold on any longer. He also waved the Xuanyuan Sword and shook his wrist and went up to him.

Dingdang...

Along with a slight spark, Qin Fei and the bald man passed a quick move.

In an instant, Qin Fei took a slightly back two steps before he stabilized his body. The bald strong man also took a step back, looking surprised.

Maybe he never expected that Qin Fei looked so innocent that he could take his move.

"I'll help, too!"

Murong Qingcheng also saw that the bald man was very powerful, so he jumped lightly and jumped onto a street light, stood on it, and quickly waving the "Xuantian Demon Piano".

The sound waves, like a tide, kept rushing towards the bald man.

Qin Fei saw the opportunity and shouted: "A sword in the west wind!"

After all, this is someone else's nest, and Qin Fei also wants to fight quickly. If something even more powerful is attracted, it will be troublesome.
Chapter completed!