I was clearly practicing martial arts, how did it become a magical power?

His voice was so cold and scary.

The woman trembled all over, not daring to disobey Qin Yang's words, and hurriedly stood up with the child in her arms.

"Where do you see your so-called Water Lord?"

Qin Yang looked at the villagers.

The villagers lowered their heads, not daring to look at Qin Yang, fearing that he would stab them again.

"I'll count to three. If you don't disperse."

"I'll send you to see the Water Lord."

Qin Yang said lightly.

The villagers were frightened and panicked, and fled frantically.

Meng Feng in the distance looked surprised.

I didn't expect Qin Yang to kill people if he said so, without any ambiguity.

"You must not be able to stay in the village."

"Here is some money, you take it, and take the child back to your mother's home."

Qin Yang quietly stuffed a silver ingot into the woman's pocket.

"Your Excellency is so kind, we mother and son will never forget it!"

The woman was grateful and tears flowed down her face.

"Let's go. Don't come back to this ghost place again."

Qin Yang waved his hand.

The woman hurriedly left with her child in her arms.

"Old Huang, follow them."

"Escort the orphan and widow away from here."

Meng Feng whispered.

A yamen runner nodded slightly and quietly followed the mother and son.

Qin Yang came back with Lingyue Knife: "Village chief, who do you think is right and who is wrong now?"

Zhao Jiang's face twitched, but he dared not not answer, so he could only say against his will: "Sir Qin, you are right."

"So it is not necessarily right to say that hundreds of people are like this."

Qin Yang smiled and said: "Let's go and find Zhao Hai's fishing boat."

After seeing Qin Yang's cruelty, Zhao Jiang just wanted to leave quickly and didn't want to contact this killer again.

He quickened his pace and took Qin Yang to a river beach quickly.

A lonely fishing boat was parked on the water.

"Sir, I have something to do at home."

"I won't accompany you."

Zhao Jiang whispered.

Qin Yang didn't even look at him.

Meng Feng waved his hand and said: "Then you go back first."

Qin Yang pulled up the fishing boat and checked it carefully.

"I've looked at it before."

"Except for some water plants, there are no special traces on the boat."

Meng Feng said softly.

"Well, either he slipped or was murdered."

Qin Yang nodded.

"What does Lord Qin plan to do?"

Meng Feng said softly.

"You can't get a tiger cub without risking it."

Qin Yang looked at the vast and calm Beijiang River.

The Beijiang River is a big river. On the vast water, there is only a lonely fishing boat floating on it.

A man wearing a straw hat and a straw raincoat sat on the bow, holding a green fishing rod and fishing.

Next to him was a small stove, with charcoal burning and heating a pot of old wine.

The sun was setting, and the setting sun fell on the river and on the face of the fisherman.

It was a fair face.

"Why did I get nothing when fishing in my previous life?"

"I have traveled through time, but why am I still empty-handed when fishing?!"

Qin Yang was a little depressed.

He fished here for a day, but didn't even catch a whitebait.

"Forget it. It's getting dark. Let's go fishing tomorrow."

When Qin Yang was about to collect the rod, he felt the rod sink, as if he had caught something huge.

"Here?!"

Qin Yang was delighted and exerted force with one hand.

The rod bent into a U shape, and with a bang.

A heavy corpse was caught by Qin Yang.

Seeing the corpse, Qin Yang was not afraid, and even got excited.

"My rod doesn't have a hook, but I caught you."

"It's really a willing bait."

Qin Yang smiled.

He originally wanted to try to catch the evil spirit in the river.

Unexpectedly, it really succeeded.

The corpse was wet, covered with water plants, and fell on the boat board without any movement.

Qin Yang turned it over and took a look.

Wow.

The facial features were surprisingly his own.

"It's the same trick again."

"Can you be a little bit innovative?"

Qin Yang saw his own corpse and was not afraid at all, and punched it directly.

He had seen this scene before at the mass grave.

This kind of illusion would have no effect on him.

Because he knew he was still alive.

Even if the world was destroyed, he would still be alive!

The moment the fist fell, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes and rushed towards Qin Yang fiercely!

"Thunder!"

Qin Yang roared.

He turned his fist into a palm, and the surging power burst out fiercely, slapping the corpse's head.

Now his Thunder Palm really had that kind of fierce burst, just like the feeling of thunder.

A dull thunder sound came out of nowhere.

Bang!

The corpse screamed, and its head was distorted and twisted by Qin Yang, and it broke the boat plank!

The weird corpse screamed and tried to stand up.

A flash of knife light slashed down, fiercely splitting the head of this weird corpse in half.

A rotten claw suddenly stretched out from under the cold river water, grabbed Qin Yang's ankle, and tried to drag him into the water.

Qin Yang sneered, exerted force on his thighs, and suddenly lifted them up.

Plop~

The tangled power burst out, directly bringing the rotten corpse under the water out of the water.

Qin Yang's blood surged like a tide, holding the knife with both hands, forming a huge force, and slashed down fiercely!

Po Jun·Falling Mountain!

Ling Yue's blade was filled with a strong murderous aura.

That was the breaking energy condensed by Qin Yang's spirit.

The sound of cloth tearing.

The corpse was cut into two halves by Qin Yang in mid-air.

Bang, bang, bang~~~

The boat shook violently.

It was as if there were several ferocious sharks under the boat constantly hitting it.

The fishing boat itself was small and the workmanship was very ordinary. After more than ten hits, it exploded and broke.

Qin Yang had no choice but to fall into the cold river water.

Gurgle~~

Bubbles kept coming out of his mouth.

But in this deep water, he did not feel any discomfort.

The turtle snake energy quickly circulated in the body, as if forming an internal circulation, without the need to breathe, and even without feeling the water pressure.

The turtle snake itself was hiding in the deep sea.

Although the Beijiang River is large, it is like a shallow beach for the turtle snake.

At this time.

A rotten figure silently appeared behind Qin Yang, hugged him tightly, and tied his neck.

Two more water ghost-like figures rushed towards Qin Yang, their faces twisted and hideous.

Bang~

A strong energy burst directly from Qin Yang, knocking the rotten evil spirits behind him away.

At the same time.

He held the Lingyue Knife in both hands, and the knife light was as dense and dense as a forest.

Because of the fast speed, it even cut through the water flow, forming a vacuum!

In less than a breath.

The two water ghosts were chopped into large and small pieces of meat by Qin Yang.

But then, more rotten figures appeared, swimming from all directions, biting Qin Yang fiercely.

"So many"

"These should be the dead souls who died underwater."

"They turned into evil spirits."

Qin Yang frowned, and the Lingyue Knife in his hand showed no mercy, turning into a cold knife light and slashing out.

The Broken Edge Divine Ability faced these evil spirits like cutting paper.

In the blink of an eye, these dozen rotten corpses were cut into pieces of meat under the cold river water.