Chapter 3895

In his hand, the sword was danced so impenetrably, and it was as fast as an afterimage, as if it could resist thousands of troops, and it seemed to be able to sweep thousands of troops to set a precedent.

It's such a pity that with such skill, he is only a guard commander in the Min Mansion.

Even Min Zhixing couldn't help being dumbfounded.

The corner of Qin Wuyan's eyes was always on Zhuang Huaisen and Min Zhixing.

It just so happened that a shopkeeper went upstairs with a newly added drink. Seeing this scene, the long sword brushed against his ear, and cut off a strand of long hair. His wrist loosened in fright, and the tray fell straight down. .

Seeing this, Qin Wuyan stretched out his long sword, holding the tray firmly, and raised the tip of the sword, and the tray flew steadily towards the table.

Seeing this, everyone ran away in panic.

The tray came straight in front of Min Zhixing, and fell onto the table with a "bang".

Qin Wuyan retracted the sword and sheathed it.

Everyone looked at Qin Wuyan, and then at the tray. The wine in it was not spilled, but the wine cup was injured by the sword energy, and there were several cracks.

All the patriarchs clasped their fists together to compliment him: "Commander Qin's swordsmanship is really superb, I admire him."

Qin Wuyan was humble enough: "Don't dare, it's just that the sword is good. Within ten steps, taking someone's head is not a problem."

When everyone heard the words, they touched their necks and broke out in a cold sweat.

When he was dancing the sword just now, he felt that his sword had a strong killing intent, maybe he really wanted to take the head of someone, after all, all of them were within ten steps of him.

Min Hang Xing didn't know if he was really drunk, or if he was pretending to be crazy, but he felt that Qin Wuyan's words were specially made for him, like a warning, and he immediately became upset, not wanting to lose it in front of so many people. face.

He grabbed the cup on the tray and threw it at Qin Wuyan.

The corners of Qin Wuyan's lips were pursed lightly, his body remained still, and the long sword quickly pulled out a few sword flowers in his palm. The wine did not spill on him at all, but there was a tinkling sound, as if pearls and jade were smashed on a porcelain plate inside.

Qin Wuyan swung his long sword, only to hear three muffled sounds at the same time, the already broken wine glass turned into three petals, brushed past the shopkeeper's cheek, and all flew into the wall, almost half way into the wall , extremely deep, it is difficult to dig out these fragments from the solid wall.

Before everyone could react from their shock, they heard Min Huizhu's low "Yeah".

Everyone came back to their senses, followed Min Huizhu's line of sight, and saw that the wine splashed on the porcelain plates just now had damaged several porcelain plates.

How much strength does it take to manipulate a harmless drink into a murder weapon?

If the drink had splashed on Min Zhixing's head just now, there would be several holes in his head.

Min Zhixing's fingers, which were splashed by a drop of wine, were put under the table and tucked into his sleeves, trembling violently.

This time Qin Wuyan did not warn him verbally, but had the intention of burning everything together.

All the patriarchs touched the cold sweat on their foreheads, and continued to compliment with smiling faces: "It really is a formidable young man. Commander Qin is not only a good-looking talent, but also has such amazing kung fu..."

Qin Wuyan curled his lips into a chuckle, his face was still as calm as before, and there was no wave in his eyes.

He supported the shopkeeper who was almost fainted from fright, and said earnestly, "Don't be afraid, this sword of mine has eyes, so it's impossible to hurt you if I don't want to hurt you."

The implication is that if I want to hurt you, you can't dodge it even if you hide.

So arrogant!