C48 Hunting Team?

"How can there be so little of such a good thing?"

Just as they were about to start fighting, they heard a laugh resounding in their ears.

Hearing this, their gazes all turned towards the source of the voice.

Qin Hun swaggered towards them with a hint of a smile on his face. However, there was a sense of a knife hidden in his smile.

"Kid, who are you?!" Don't meddle in other people's business, otherwise you wouldn't even know how you died. " A member of the Hunting Team glared as he spoke.

"Is that so? "Then I want to see how I died." Hearing that, Qin Hun's smile instantly disappeared and was replaced with a cold expression.

"I want this person." Qin Hun pointed at Hee Loong and said lightly.

"F * ck your grandmother, you said you wanted it, but you treated our Hunting Team as though we were jealous." Another member of the Hunting Team said with a furious look, as if he was about to spit fire from his eyes.

They hadn't thought that this brat would be so arrogant to them. This was a huge blow to their pride. Even if he were their Patriarch, he wouldn't be so arrogant as to speak to them. Not to mention a brat who was still wet behind the ears. As a result, the entire Hunting Team glared at Qin Hun. He really wanted to rush over and skin Qin Hun.

However, their leader didn't say anything, so they could only endure the impulse in their hearts.

"Who are you?" Who are you? "Who are you? The man called Uncle Loong seemed to feel that Qin Hun wasn't easy to mess with, so he said politely.

Hearing this, the members of the Hunting Team all looked at each other. They all thought at the same time, "What did boss do today? Did he get a fever?" "Why is he so courteous to this kid?" Uncle Loong's "approach left them puzzled.

"Is that so? But do I have to? " Qin Hun said without a care.

"Since it's like this, then we'll be offending him. Hunting Team, listen to me, capture." After he finished speaking, a powerful aura exploded from his body.

It took them a while to react after hearing this. Their boss had changed too quickly, catching them off guard. Just a moment ago, he was very polite to Qin Hun, but in a moment, he had to draw his sword and face him. This made them feel at a loss of what to do. However, Hunting Team had after all been baptised by murder, and after a short while, it had recovered from it. Clenching the curved blade in his hand tightly, he surrounded Qin Hun, and then rushed towards him.

The Hunting Team people waved the curved blade in their hands and quickly chopped at Qin Hun. Although there were quite a few of them, judging from their movements, they were quite rhythmic and didn't affect the teammates beside them in the slightest.

The seven scimitars brought along a trace of cold light as they sliced through the air and descended.

Just when the tip of the blade was about to hit Qin Hun's body, Qin Hun leaped and instantly flew into the air like a rocket. He dodged their attacks.

Clang! Clang ~ ~!

The seven scimitars collided with each other, and the sound of metal clashing rang out.

The moment the seven daggers collided, Qin Hun's figure also quickly descended from the sky. All of a sudden, Qin Hun's figure was like a straight arrow as he quickly descended. Soul power gathered on his hands, and in an instant, Qin Hun's fists turned red. Then, his body flew through the space surrounded by Hunting Team, as his fists carried a terrifying amount of force, as they smashed towards the ground.

Previously, Qin Hun emitted a faint golden or reddish glow. However, after fusing the soul power of two different types of soul power, the same situation had occurred.

Boom!

A muffled sound was heard. Following this thunderous sound, the bodies of the seven people from Hunting Team were simultaneously sent flying, and then, they swiftly smashed into the ground. At the same time, the dust clouds surged and instantly engulfed Qin Hun. After a long time, the dust cloud gradually disappeared. At the same time that the dust cloud dissipated, Qin Hun's figure also appeared. The moment Qin Hun was covered in dust, he was standing on the ground. There was a huge pit beside him.

When Hee Loong and Uncle Loong saw this, both of them were shocked. The two of them were dumbstruck as they stood on the spot with their mouths agape, watching everything that was happening in front of them.

"Isn't this person too formidable!?" To be able to push back the Hunting Team with a single punch, even if it was Uncle Loong, he couldn't do it! But how did he do it? Could he be a Soul Master? Reaching the Soul Master at such a young age, isn't this too inconceivable! " Hee Loong thought in shock.

Uncle Loong was even more surprised than Hee Loong. "Although he knows that Qin Hun is pretty powerful, but isn't this a bit too much!" A single punch had knocked his subordinate down to the ground. Even if his master didn't show any strength, it would be impossible for him to do it! And he just lightly punched the ground with his fist, creating such a scene. This was too terrifying! The most important thing was that when he smashed the ground, there was only a huge crater, and the side of the crater did not have the slightest crack. This was just too amazing! It looked like this person's control over soul power was extremely high. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to control his soul power so easily. It seemed like it would take some time for his family to deal with him. From the looks of it, he shouldn't be more than eighteen years old. He already reached such a level of strength at such an age. Could he be a disciple of some hidden sect? Even if he is a disciple of a hidden sect, he is just too abnormal. " The man who was called "Uncle Loong" was secretly surprised in his heart.

Thinking of this, he cupped his hands and said, "I am Lee Loong. Please forgive me for being presumptuous. May I know which faction you are from?"

Qin Hun's heart stirred slightly upon hearing these words. He thought to himself, "This Lee Loong is such a fence-sitter." After seeing my strength was relatively high, he was this courteous. If I was weak, he would definitely kill me without hesitation. It seems like strength is the key in this continent! " Qin Hun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Lee Loong thought Qin Hun didn't hear his voice, so he raised his voice a bit and repeated what he had said just now.

When Qin Hun thought of the fact that he was a fence-sitter, he did not give him a good face. With a voice that was unusually cold, he said, "I am not a disciple of any sect. "Also, I don't care if you're Lee Loong or Cheng Long, I'm sure about the person today."

Actually, Qin Hun misunderstood Lee Loong. He did this all for the sake of the He family. It was because Qin Hun was a disciple of some big power and he considered Qin Hun to be an abnormal old disciple that he was respectful to him. He was very loyal to the He family and did not want to cause any trouble for them. If he had to offend a large force because of this small matter, then the gains would not make up for the losses.

When Lee Loong heard this, he became furious like thunder. He couldn't wait to charge up and teach this blind fellow a lesson. No one had ever dared to speak to him like this before. Even the He family's patriarch was very polite to him, and the two of them were as close as brothers. No one in the He family had ever said anything harsh to him, but this brat had given him a 'pleasant surprise' not long after they met. This caused his pride to be severely challenged. Thus, Lee Loong rushed towards Qin Hun without any hesitation.

Actually, Loong Yun only made his move after he knew that Qin Hun wasn't from any hidden sects. It was because Qin Hun had said that he was not a disciple of any sect, so he was confident. If a person said that they were not from any sect, then they were not. Because every sect cared a lot about this. If Qin Hun was really someone from a certain sect and he said no, then he would definitely be attacked by every sect. This rule was publicly accepted by the entire continent. No one can violate it. If anyone violated this rule, he would die without a burial.