28: Chapter 28 Even a god couldn't save him.

Feeling that thick murderous intent, Ma Gao was somewhat horrified. Could this guy really dare to kill him?

"You... dare to kill me?" Ma Gao widened his eyes.

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, his head was pressed by Qin Chuan and smashed into the ground. Blood sprayed everywhere, and a crater was smashed into the ground. If he did not die from this, he would probably be crippled.

"Young Master!"

The pupils of several Martial Artists suddenly contracted. At this moment, they could not care about anything else and immediately rushed to kill Qin Chuan.

Boom!

Before they could even get close, a powerful airflow erupted, blasting them all away. They hit the wall heavily, each vomiting blood—some dead, some crippled.

For anyone who wanted his life, Qin Chuan would never show mercy. As a Cultivator, he cultivated ruthlessness. The only people he cared about were his family; anyone else could be killed!

If Shen Wangshu were here now, she would definitely be shocked, because the man she looked down upon was actually a Martial Artist, and his strength was incomparably powerful. After leaving the Martial Arts Club, she had immediately requested help from Wu Rong: "Brother Wu, can you think of a way?"

Although Wu Rong had abandoned her earlier to save himself, this was human nature. Could one really expect someone to risk their life for them?

Even though there was some resentment in her heart, Shen Wangshu also knew that the only person who could save Qin Chuan now was Wu Rong.

"Brother Wu, please, save Qin Chuan!" Su Yingxia's voice was filled with sobbing.

Wu Rong feigned a solemn expression, but with his battered appearance, this solemnity looked quite comical. However, no one present could laugh. He said in a deep voice: "Wangshu, it is not that I am unwilling. Ma Gao is the son of the Deputy Police Chief of the Alliance Guard. This is not something I can offend. Let alone me, even a Grandmaster would not dare to intervene."

He paused, then added: "Hitting Ma Gao is the same as you ordinary people hitting the son of a police chief, perhaps even more serious, because the status of the Alliance Guard in the martial world is extremely high, and ordinary Martial Artists dare not easily provoke them."

"Right now, even if a deity came, he could not save him."

These words undoubtedly made Su Yingxia despair.

Shen Wangshu remained silent. Although she did not like Qin Chuan, she was still kind-hearted and did not want anything to happen to him. But now that even Wu Rong had no way, she certainly had no way either.

Just at this moment, a black Audi A6 stopped at the entrance of the club. A middle-aged man in a uniform stepped out, followed by several police cars. They were all wearing uniform uniforms with the word 'Alliance' written on them.

"It is the Alliance Guard!" Wu Rong gasped.

"Chief Ma, he is right inside!" a subordinate said respectfully.

This middle-aged man was none other than Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan. He glanced at the entrance of the Martial Arts Club and his figure flashed inside, leaving only an afterimage.

Fast, too fast.

So much so that everyone felt that Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan had suddenly disappeared.

The other Alliance Guards immediately followed him inside.

The Martial Arts Club was extremely quiet at this moment. Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan entered in the blink of an eye. When he saw his son's miserable state, he was shocked: "My son!"

Ma Gao had no reaction, and was then kicked over by Qin Chuan. For this Alliance Guard, he had no good feelings at all.

Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan held Ma Gao in his arms and discovered that he had no breath left. This made him completely explode. The Aura on his body soared into the sky, and cracks began to appear in the surrounding area.

"I! Will! Kill! You!!!"

He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, his eyes already bloodshot.

"Chief Ma, he seems to be Qin Chuan, who is wanted by our Alliance Guard!" At this moment, a subordinate felt Qin Chuan looked familiar. After carefully examining him for a while, he immediately remembered who it was.

The Alliance Guard had just issued a wanted poster two days ago, and it was indeed for Qin Chuan.

"Good, good, good..." Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan waved his hand, "Take him down, dead or alive!"

"As a Deputy Police Chief of the Alliance Guard, your son bullies men and oppresses women. Is this the style of the Alliance Guard?" Qin Chuan remained calm, his tone carrying a trace of mockery.

"Bastard!" Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan roared, "What my son does, is it your turn to point fingers?"

"Kill, kill him for me!!!"

This group of guards immediately attacked, rushing towards Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan smiled disdainfully, his figure turning into an afterimage, and there was even a sound of tearing through the sound barrier.

The guard charging at the very front only felt darkness before his eyes. Before he could react, a heart-wrenching pain came from his chest. Looking down, he found that a piece of his heart area was missing, and then, without even a scream, he fell to the ground just like that.

Just as this first person fell, Qin Chuan had already stepped on the shoulder of the second person. His palm formed a seal, condensing a strand of Sword Qi like silk that shot out from his fingertips, slicing through the opponent's neck as precisely as a scalpel, then slicing through the third person, the fourth person... all the way to the neck of the last guard.

This silk-like Sword Qi was like an elf, erratic, and in the next second, it slashed towards Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan.

Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan's expression changed drastically. He punched the ground, and the ground cracked like a spider web. A tyrannical force rose from the ground, as if countless ghost hands were crawling out from inside, reaching out to grab the Sword Qi.

Only a harsh roaring sound was heard, and the Sword Qi dissipated, while the ghost hands were already reaching towards Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan just raised his eyes and snorted disdainfully. A golden light flowed, and those ghost hands vanished completely.

As for the martial arts of Earth, he also had some understanding. Upon reaching a certain Realm, one could condense Qi into objects. If the person fighting Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan were just a low-level Cultivator, they might really not be a match.

But Qin Chuan was a big shot at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage. Even though he was only at Qi Condensation now, his Divine Sense, Magic Treasure, and Cultivation Technique were not comparable to ordinary Cultivators. Killing a high-level Martial Artist was nothing more than an easy task. He condensed silk-like Sword Qi at his fingertips once again, and this time there were more than a dozen of them.

"Die!"

Qin Chuan moved his fingers.

More than a dozen Sword Qi slashed towards Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan simultaneously.

Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan's pupils widened. Facing such an attack, he was completely powerless to fight back.

Just as Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan was about to be killed by the dozen Sword Qi, at this moment, a more tyrannical force descended from above the Martial Arts Club, suppressing all the dozen Sword Qi. Immediately after, an old voice rang out.

"Little friend, isn't it a bit too ruthless to strike like this?"

As the voice fell, an old man wearing an Advanced police uniform seemed to step through the air, and in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of Deputy Police Chief Ma Xingan...