"Oh my god!"
When everyone saw the Four Qi Grandmaster being killed by a single punch, they were immediately frightened out of their wits and felt a chill run down their spines.
"Spare me!"
"We're just passing by!"
Immediately, some people knelt on the ship and kowtowed to beg for mercy, while others ran into the distance.
However, the outcome was the same. They had to pay the price with their lives for greed.
"It's really not even an appetizer."
After Han Zhao sucked the dozen or so martial artists dry, he curled his lips.
Other than the two Grandmasters, the others were all Martial Masters. This bit of true qi and blood qi was not even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.
"Looks like I have to protect my client." Han Zhao suddenly remembered why no Martial Saint had chased after him.
He found the right direction and jumped. His body turned into a seagull and quickly flew towards the place where Lin Yu had left.