Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Seeing Wu Debiao defeated by Qiao Quan, his men had already lost any will to resist and were easily subdued.

So, at this moment, those bandits, escorting Wu Debiao's subordinates, collectively retreated behind Qiao Quan, staring warily at the suddenly appearing Chen Tian.

"San Biaozi, did you see clearly when this kid appeared?"

Staring at Chen Tian for a while, Qiao Quan's face darkened, and he asked a burly man behind him.

The big man hurriedly stepped forward, shaking his head with a puzzled expression, and said, "I was just focused on those small fries, I didn't really notice when this guy got close. But looking at his thin appearance, he probably isn't that strong. We have the numbers, no need to be afraid of him."

Although Chen Tian held a nearly transparent whip in his hand, his body, in the eyes of these martial artists, was simply too thin. That's why this big man made this judgment, thinking Chen Tian was definitely not some powerful martial arts master.

However, Qiao Quan shook his head slightly after hearing this. He was also a whip user, so he naturally knew that Chen Tian's move of swatting away the dagger in his hand was quite miraculous.

Although he couldn't say exactly what it was, Qiao Quan felt that Chen Tian might not be an ordinary person.

Thinking this, Qiao Quan frowned, stepped forward, and said, "If you are just a traveler passing by, then this king will take the initiative to let you pass. I hope you will consider it carefully and not辜负 Qiao's good intentions."

Although Qiao Quan's words sounded nice, his tone was actually full of threat.

He was warning Chen Tian not to interfere in other people's business and to leave as soon as possible.

Chen Tian naturally understood, but he did not leave as instructed. Instead, he said with a smile, "When I went down the mountain, my master warned me to punish evil and promote good along the way. So, seeing you bandits committing crimes, how can I stand idly by!"

"Heh, good. Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, then this king has nothing to say. Brothers, go, kill him!"

Originally, Qiao Quan thought Chen Tian was some powerful figure, but after hearing him say such childish words, Qiao Quan instantly dismissed the idea.

In this day and age, who still talks about punishing evil and promoting good? Isn't that just being idle?

In this chaotic world, only money and one's own life are the most important. Everything else can be ignored.

Qiao Quan deeply understood this point, after all, it was his beloved master who reported him to the authorities and personally sent him to a desolate place where the strong preyed on the weak.

The scar on Qiao Quan's face was left when he was fighting with someone for a piece of dead rat meat.

After enduring decades in the freezing cold, Qiao Quan's hatred for Wu Debiao grew stronger.

So, Qiao Quan knew that only by being a bad person could he protect himself.

And at his command, the hundreds of bandits he had brought out of the exile land together sneered and rushed towards Chen Tian.

Hundreds of people against one person, there was no reason for this battle to fail!

In an instant, the crowd was like locusts, pressing down on Chen Tian, instantly submerging his thin figure in the black human tide.

"Haha, seeking your own death!"

Seeing this scene, Qiao Quan sneered disdainfully. Then, he turned his gaze back, took the long whip in his hand, and walked towards Wu Debiao with a grim expression.

"Pa..."

Just as a clear whip sound rang out, the crowd pressing down on Chen Tian was actually sent flying.

Hundreds of people, as if they had been hit by a powerful impact, were thrown high into the air, and finally hung scattered on the nearby boulders and tree branches, howling in pain.

And in the very center of the crowd, Chen Tian still stood straight, smiling slightly at Qiao Quan.

But after seeing this smile, Qiao Quan was terrified. He was like seeing a monster, constantly backing away.

But at this moment, Chen Tian suddenly moved. He held the transparent long whip in his right hand and walked towards Qiao Quan with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Qiao Quan's heart hardened, intending to make a final struggle. So, he swung his hand fiercely, and the whip in his hand, filled with ten thousand pounds of force, struck down towards Chen Tian's body.

Seeing this, Chen Tian did not dodge at all. Holding the long whip, he waved it straight, and the long whip rushed out like a dragon, meeting Qiao Quan's whip.

"Pa..."

Along with a whip sound even crisper than before, Qiao Quan's whip, after intertwining with Chen Tian's long whip, strangely broke apart inch by inch, turning into countless fragments.

"Impossible... What is this thing? How can it be so powerful?"

Qiao Quan was terrified. He knew that he had relied on this whip to roam the martial world and rarely met an opponent, but at this time, it was so easily shattered by Chen Tian, which made him feel very unbelievable.

"Do you want to know?" Chen Tian smiled slightly and said, "Then go down to the underworld and ask the King of Hell."

After saying that, Chen Tian waved his hand again, and the long whip instantly wrapped around Qiao Quan's neck, gently twisting, and Qiao Quan's head separated from his body.

"Monster... monster..."

"Damn it, that guy actually injured your left hand. In that case, 鏢頭, how will you use your dual blades!" The镖師 all became angry after checking Wu Debiao's injuries.

It turned out that under Qiao Quan's trampling just now, all the tendons and veins on Wu Debiao's left wrist had been shattered. That is to say, Wu Debiao's left hand was crippled.

Wu Debiao, Dual Blades Wu.

Even if it was just a nickname, 'Dual Blades Wu' had already become a marker of Wu Debiao, but now that his left hand was crippled, he was probably no longer able to use dual blades.

Wu Debiao seemed to realize this as well. Although he didn't speak, a strong look of disappointment involuntarily appeared on his weathered face.

This was a feeling of a hero's twilight.

Chen Tian had been standing silently by the side, and when he saw all of this, he suddenly bent down, grabbed a handful of weeds from the ground, walked forward, and said, "I know a little about medicine. If this 鏢頭 doesn't mind, how about I treat you?"

Hearing Chen Tian's words, before Wu Debiao could speak, a 鏢師 next to him immediately said in surprise, "You can't be thinking of using these weeds to cure diseases, right?"