The strongest deliveryman in the world

Chapter 273
They thought Han Jie was just a lunatic who talked big before, but now it seems that he really tried to persuade them just now.

With just one whip, more than a dozen people were sent flying, which was terrifying.

The others didn't dare to approach Han Jie for a moment.

"It's only the eighth level, do you really think you are invincible?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the crowd, and then three people came out from the crowd and came to Han Jie.

Han Jie glanced around, and then saw that the realm of the three people was eighth-rank warriors.

No wonder he dared to stand up after showing his hand.

But what Han Jie didn't expect was that the team Zhang Linyu sent to surround the Tang Sect was extremely powerful.

It's just that there are three eighth-level ancient warriors in the north, so if the four sides add up, there should be more than a dozen eighth-level ancient warriors.

The entire Huaxia, the current eighth level, does not exceed 1000 people.

Moreover, there are two ninth-rank ancient warriors sitting in the town.

In the whole of China, there are about 30 ninth-rank ancient warriors.

Zhang Linyu alone has attracted more than ten people.

No wonder this person dared to act like this.

"You will die too, get out of the way early."

However, Xu Mo didn't show the slightest panic, he looked at everyone calmly and said.

This time, in the eyes of others, it was extremely rampant.

Although this man was an eighth-level ancient warrior, he really thought he was invincible. He pretended to be indifferent when facing three of the same level.

"Brother Wang, kill him!"

"It's just to teach this kid a hard lesson!"

"I don't know how high the sky is!"

The people next to him immediately shouted excitedly that they were not strong enough, and after seeing Han Jie's methods, they dared not step forward to do anything.

Now that someone has come to help them vent their anger, they are naturally very excited.

"You'd better call the ninth-level ancient warriors here." Han Jie reminded them.

However, Han Jie's kind reminder fell on their ears, and it was just a mockery.

They didn't believe that three-on-one would lose, so how could they know that Han Jie was telling the truth.

"Let's go together!" The three eighth-rank ancient warriors roared, and rushed towards Han Jie together.

They also saw Han Jie's attack just now, and they knew that a fight would be risky, so they discussed it and decided to go.

The others were also very excited. It is not a common thing for three eighth-orders to join forces.

"This kid is quite lucky, the three big brothers got him together." Someone shouted.

Swish!
Looking at their ferocious appearance, Han Jie threw out the nine-section golden whip in his hand again without any emotion.

The speed of the whip was extremely fast. After Han Jie swung it, before he could see it clearly, a bloodstain was left on the face of the eighth-rank warrior in the middle.

Han Jie didn't even see it clearly, and the man didn't see it clearly. He only felt a sharp pain on his face.

As soon as he touched it, there was a lot of blood on his hand.

The man stopped immediately, not daring to move forward.

After all, he only came here because his family was threatened by Zhang Linyu, so he couldn't afford to go all out.

Swish!Swish!
After the first whip hit, Han Jie violently swung the nine-section golden whip again, which turned into two afterimages and hit them respectively.

A moment later, their clothes were beaten in half by the whip, and there was a bloodstain from the whip on their chest.

The remaining two eighth-rank ancient warriors stopped advancing knowingly at this moment.

Han Jie's strength is obviously stronger than them.

There is no need to work hard.

"Call you ninth-level ancient warriors here, what use are you soldiers and crab generals?" Han Jie looked at everyone present, and then said calmly.

Those three eighth ranks, although they scolded Han Jiejie countless times in their hearts, they didn't dare to show it when they thought of that powerful golden whip.

The three looked at each other, and someone asked tentatively, "Why don't you call Brother Ma."

"Okay, I agree."

"Find someone to call."

The three immediately reached a consensus.

The Brother Ma they were talking about was one of the two ninth-rank ancient warriors who surrounded the Tang Sect.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, but thinking of Han Jie's horror, it was finally shocking.

Soon, a strong young man came over.

Han Jie looked at this man, and couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly. This man's aura is very strong, much higher than that of an eighth-level warrior. Obviously, he is a ninth-level warrior.

Han Jie finally showed interest in his eyes, and it was really meaningless to fight with these low-level people.

Only by fighting more with people of the same level can you better know where your shortcomings are.

"Are you Han Jie?" The young man named Ma Yi, surnamed Ma, was a ninth-rank ancient warrior.

Han Jie didn't deny it either, he just held on to the ninth-tier golden whip again.

Speaking of which, this time, he is also a leapfrog challenge.

However, the nine-section golden whip of the low-level artifact, clairvoyance and the moves learned in the world of high martial arts are enough for him to have the ability to leapfrog the battle.

"Stop struggling in vain. No matter what, you are only at the eighth level." Na Ma Yi looked at Han Jie and said coldly.

Although Han Jie was able to repel three eighth ranks of the same rank by himself.

But in his eyes, he was still just a poor eighth-rank warrior.

"You can give it a try and see if what I have done is in vain!"

Hearing the man's words, Han Jie roared violently, and then waved the nine-section golden whip in his hand.

Facing the man on the opposite side, with a sharp piercing sound, he quickly smashed towards him.

Feeling the force contained in this whip whip, Ma Yi's face sank slightly, and he quickly stepped back a few steps.

How is this possible, this kid's weapon is so strong.

"Come again?"

Han Jie said indifferently, and then swung the nine-section golden whip violently again, striking at the man opposite again.

Seeing this strength, Ma Yi became a little more serious, and took out a big knife from his arms.

As one of the ninth-rank warriors with no more than [-] people in China, the Ma family's sword skills are very famous in the ancient martial arts world.

Bang!
That Ma Yi immediately released the saber technique, and an extremely sharp saber aura flew towards Han Jie in front with a sharp sound of piercing through the air.

Seeing this situation, Han Jie's eyes also flashed a trace of fighting excitement.

He first hung the nine-section golden whip on his waist, then drew the blue light sword from behind, and waved the long sword in his hand.

"Xuanling Sword Technique!"

Following Han Jie's soft shout, the blue light sword in his hand immediately burst into a strong aura.

With this sword technique, Han Jie rushed towards Ma Yi.

"Blaster Blade Technique!"

That Ma Yi also gave a cold shout, and an extremely powerful force surged out of his body, which directly poured into the long knife in his hand.

Swish!
The two men charged almost simultaneously, slashing at each other.

dang dang...

Following a series of sounds, the two people's swords were extremely fast, and they smashed each other seven or eight times in just two seconds.

(End of this chapter)