Chapter 330 Blood Potion

Qi Yuan nodded expressionlessly, gave Zhang Zhongyue a reassuring expression in response, and then nodded to Qin Zhenjun.

Qin Zhenjun naturally understood and ordered the giant centipede to curl up next to him.

Although using power to bully others is a very crude method, I have to say that it is indeed very effective!

Saihara looked at Okamoto Yan and said coldly: "Should you arrange for someone to come up and continue beating you, or should I beat you directly?"

Hearing Qi Yuan's threatening words, Okamoto Yan's face turned pale, he took a few deep breaths and gave a few instructions to the side.

Soon, a good level survivor walked up.

Obviously, Okamoto Yan didn't want to make any more meaningless sacrifices, nor did he want to continue to offend Qi Yuan, so he arranged for a weaker person to be the scapegoat.

You can also see other things clearly. This is obviously Okamoto Hiko showing weakness.

But Qi Yuan snorted coldly, arranged for Han Dong to step forward and said directly: "Admit defeat."

What's the point of killing a good level?

Saihara's eyes were sharp as he stared at the two outstanding survivors standing next to Okamoto Hiko in the crowd in front.

Meeting Qi Yuan's gaze, both of them felt their hearts tremble.

Okamoto Yan was embarrassed and angry, his face turned red, he gritted his teeth and yelled: "Bully! People! Too! So much!"

But now, the battle is still going on, and all the forces are watching. Qi Yuan is obviously going to kill all his outstanding ones.

Just admit defeat? No, he can't afford to lose this person!

The second best player came on the stage. Qi Yuan asked Zhang Yuan to come up, but still directly admitted defeat.

Since then, Dabi was pulled back to 1:2, and Okamoto Hiko took the advantage, but he was not happy at all.

Because if you want to play again, you will only be at the excellent level!

He knows better than anyone how much precious resources it costs to train an outstanding subordinate.

Moreover, these three outstanding subordinates are the mainstays in the shelter, holding important positions and belonging to his right-hand man.

Originally, it was just a discussion.

Never thought that because of one word, he would personally bury his subordinate...

Facing Saihara's threatening gaze, Okamoto Hiko's lips trembled with anger, and he slowly uttered a sentence: "Tanishita Hiro, come on, the remaining two of them are powerful people who are in power, and they must rarely fight in person. Not necessarily your opponent.”

The corner of Tanixia Hong's mouth twitched, and when he saw the headless Longjing in the sky, ten thousand grass-mud horses ran past him.

However, he and Okamoto Yan signed a control scroll, and even if he didn't want to, there was no way to resist.

This time, Qin Zhenjun walked up to Qi Yuan and said calmly: "I will do this. I will openly insult my brothers and sisters. I will teach them a lesson!"

Qin Zhenjun was dressed in slim and light armor, with a slender rare-level sword hanging on his waist, a huge bow and arrow on his back, and a glove on his hand, making him almost fully armed.

The face of Hiroshi Tanoshita on the opposite side was ugly. Not only was he weak, his equipment was also weak, and his momentum was weaker.

As soon as the battle began, Qin Zhenjun didn't hold anything back. He unsheathed his sword and slashed out.

Tanishita Hiroshi tried to resist with the excellent-level sword, but without any suspense, he was directly cut off by the sword. Even the breastplate in front of him was slashed with a huge crack.

The battle was over before it even started.

Tanishita Hiro thought, just throw four or five moves casually, hold on for three or four minutes, and then just admit defeat.

But he didn't expect that Qin Zhenjun was not slow at all, and the second knife followed closely behind him, coming at a tricky angle with great force.

From the right side of Hiroshi Tanishita's abdomen, he cut off his right arm directly along the armpit with a knife, splitting half of his body in half.

The heart-rending screams, coupled with the sound of gushing blood, chilled everyone's heart.

Qin Zhenjun's face was expressionless, and he swung the blade casually, shook off the blood, and put the knife back into its sheath.

Although there is no direct kill, in this case, it is better to kill directly.

Okamoto Yan's eyes widened angrily, and he shouted in a low voice: "Xinqi, do you have to do something absolutely right? If you really let go, I may not be really afraid of you."

Qi Yuan sneered: "You'd better say a few words less. I'll personally take part in the fifth game. Just use whatever tricks you have."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Okamoto Hiko said hello three times in a row, with a sinister look in his eyes.

He took out a bottle of red liquid from his dimensional backpack, handed it to the outstanding subordinate beside him, and whispered something.

When others saw this scene, they all showed puzzled expressions, including the subordinate, who was a little confused.

Only Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and recognized the bottle of liquid, muttering to himself: "Is this... blood potion?"

This bottle of potion looks very similar to the "Bighorn Bull Bloodline Potion" he once obtained. It should be something similar.

But he was a little confused. Could this medicine... be used by others? What kind of black technology is this?

But no matter what, Qi Yuan still had a clever idea, and the boat capsized in the gutter.

Okamoto Yan said word by word: "Qi Yuan, you forced me to do this, so don't blame me for being rude!"

Qi Yuan's eyes hidden under the Hai Zhu armor, after thinking for a while, he said: "Is this your trump card? A bottle of unknown potion?

"Hmph, let's see how long you can be arrogant."

Qi Yuan laughed loudly and said in a contemptuous tone: "You can just drink this potion, I will give you time and a chance."

Seeing Qi Yuan's arrogant attitude, Okamoto Yan breathed a sigh of relief. It would take a lot of time to use this bottle of potion. If Qi Yuan takes action directly, he really doesn't have much chance of winning.

But now, 녊 suits his heart.

After the two parties stood still, the man opposite did not hesitate and directly followed Okamoto Hiko's instructions, picking up the blood potion and drinking it.

Then the next moment, a huge thorn vine emerged from the man's back, and a whip hit his back.

The huge tunnel whipped him away, and the blood potion in his hand also flew out.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Qi Yuan flew out another thorn vine and rolled back the blood potion.

Seeing this scene, Okamoto Yan fell into a brief stagnation, his eyes were like spring snow, and he shouted heartbreakingly: "Junior who breaks your word! Is this what you said about giving enough time?"

Qi Yuan ignored him at all, and the cane spread wantonly, binding the outstanding man opposite him tightly, without any chance of moving.

And he took out the identification device and identified the blood potion.

"Not bad! You are quite generous with the rare-level blood potion, Brother Okamoto, so I won't be polite." Qi Yuan smiled lightly and added: "Three excellent-level ones, plus a bottle of rare-level bloodline Potion, I accepted your gift.”

After speaking without hesitation, the cane pulled arbitrarily, tearing the man inside into pieces and turning him into a broken corpse.

After the battle, Qi Yuan directly retracted the thorn vines and returned to the team without even looking at him.

What was left on the scene was a messy scene made of blood and pieces of meat.

Qi Yuan's thoughts were all on the blood potion.

“I didn’t expect that after such a long time, I would get such a good thing again!