Chapter 231: Murder, arson, and destruction of the body
The humble craftsman shook his head helplessly and was about to turn around and leave.

Just then, the familiar dark fly slowly flew in front of him.

This is the characteristic of a humble craftsman, which cannot be seen by others but only by oneself.

The lazy look on Beijiang's face disappeared in an instant, and he immediately became fierce.

His gaze suddenly fell from several hundred meters in the air to the ground, landing on the person who used wind magic to save the child.

The smile on Beijiang's face bloomed again, but it was still so hypocritical!

“There is a road to heaven but you don’t take it, and there is no door to hell so you have to throw yourself into it!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the humble craftsman jumped down from the top of the tower.

His figure was like a black javelin, tearing through the biting wind and heading straight towards the ground.

Qin Zhan was too lazy to care about the naughty kid and just turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a cold murderous intent came from the sky.

That is a very dangerous force. If a super-class wizard is not prepared, he will probably be killed on the spot.

Qin Zhan dodged the attack with a slight flash.

"Zila!"

The cold dagger fell and pierced a deep hole in the square.

"It came very quickly!"

Qin Zhan raised his head and stared at the masked man in black in front of him.

"Take me to see that woman, maybe I can spare your life!"

The humble craftsman stood in front of Qin Zhan, exuding an evil aura.

"Are you the killer?"

Qin Zhan asked with interest.

"I am a humble craftsman!"

The humble craftsman looked very calm, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

"This is the territory of the Southern Magic Association. Are you sure you want to do it here?"

Qin Zhan glanced at the several mages nearby, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"They are just a bunch of trash. I don't take them seriously at all!"

"I don't like to say it a second time. I asked you to lead the way just to save time. I can already track down her location!"

The humble craftsman said with pride.

"Okay, come here!"

Qin Zhan hooked his finger at Beijiang, his tone full of provocation.

The humble craftsman narrowed his eyes and felt something was wrong.

But the situation was urgent and he couldn't care less.

In fact, what Qin Zhan wanted was for Beijiang to say words of contempt for the Magic Association and do it in public.

Otherwise, how could he kill the killer legally and reasonably?

The humble craftsman took action!
His figure flashed forward and then disappeared into the neon-lit night!

If Qin Zhan used his eyes, he really couldn't see the other person's figure. It was as if this guy had completely disappeared.

However, once the space system is used, the movements of the humble craftsman will be clearly visible.

Just like on a calm water surface, there are footprints approaching you step by step.

As long as you are not blind, you can see the other party's traces.

"Whoosh!"

The cold black light, like a sword's edge, pierced down from the top of Qin Zhan's head.

Qin Zhan, however, seemed to have predicted the future. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the wrist of the humble craftsman.

then
boom!
Qin Zhan swung the craftsman's body hard, and he fell directly to the ground with a loud noise.

"you--"

Bei Jiang struggled to get up, but Qin Zhan stepped on his chest and he fell to the ground again.

"The traitor seals his throat!"

The humble craftsman reluctantly released a magic spell, which was one of his trump cards.

The next second, Qin Zhan's shadow actually moved on its own!
The shadow showed a strange smile, and a black dagger condensed in his hand, and silently circled around his neck. The shadow killed people, and it was his own shadow!
The sharp blade scraped across Qin Zhan's neck without making any sound.

"Die, hahahaha!"

The humble craftsman raised his head and let out a long roar, seeming to enjoy the feeling of victory.

But the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted!

A white and slender hand lightly pressed on the left shoulder of the craftsman.

Click!

Qin Zhan's arm easily removed Bei Jiang's arm, and then twisted it hard!
“Ugh…Pfft!”

A stream of smelly blood gushed out.

Qin Zhan loosened his hand and let the craftsman fall at his feet.

"You dare to come out and embarrass yourself with this level!"

Qin Zhan looked down at the craftsman indifferently and stepped on his head.

"Why, why didn't you die?"

The humble craftsman cried out in fear. He clearly saw that the dagger had cut Qin Zhan's throat!

"I'm sorry, my physique is only a little bit stronger than the magician's!"

Qin Zhan's voice was calm, even with a hint of apology.

However, to the humble craftsman's ears it sounded like the roar of an evil spirit!
What do you mean by a little bit stronger?!
This kind of physique is simply not something that humans can possess!

"No, no!"

The intense pain brought by the broken arm directly tore apart the pride of the humble craftsman, and he began to wail desperately.

He wanted to escape, but the pain in his body made it difficult for him to even move a finger.

"I was wrong, please, let me go, let me go!"

The humble craftsman cried out, shouting at the top of his lungs!
"late."

Qin Zhan spat out two words indifferently, raised his right foot quickly, and then stepped on the head of the humble craftsman.

boom!
The skull was broken and bright red liquid mixed with brain matter flowed out.

Qin Zhan frowned in disgust and raised his right leg to kick away those dirty things.

"What bad luck!"

Qin Zhan couldn't help but mutter something, then raised his right hand, and a ball of black flame appeared in his palm.

"Even though you're a dirty killer, I'm a good person!"

Qin Zhan waved his hand, and the ball of black flame immediately fell on the body of the craftsman.

In just the blink of an eye, the craftsman's body was burned to ashes.

"Today the wind is blowing from the southeast, and the wind is not very good, so I have to come by myself!"

Qin Zhan shrugged his shoulders and released wind magic.

This is just a small wind magic, the kind that can only blow up the skirt at most.

Of course, you can also blow away the ashes of the humble craftsman!

"How dare you, arrogant fellow, to act rashly here!"

At this moment, an extremely deep voice came from afar.

Immediately afterwards, a man in a white coat appeared in front of Qin Zhan, riding the strong wind.

"A super-class wizard from the Southern Magic Association? You're a little late!"

Qin Zhan waved his hand and spoke very calmly.

"Are you Qin Zhan? The youngest super-class magician?"

The white-robed wizard asked in surprise.

"That guy is from the Assassin's Palace, I was just acting in self-defense!"

"I am still a good person. I couldn't bear to see his body exposed in the wilderness, so I gave him a sky burial!"

Qin Zhan said confidently.

He is a good man. No matter whether others believe it or not, he believes it himself.

(End of this chapter)