Martial Master

Hmm?

Ling Zhong's expression changed, and a sudden sense of crisis surged in his heart. In an instant, he pushed the true power within him to its limit.

But it was useless. With a loud bang, his palm strength shattered in an instant, and a terrifying force struck his chest, sending him flying.

A trace of blood slowly oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Elder!

Seeing this person, the disciples of the Qin family all showed ecstatic expressions and exclaimed.

The person who arrived was none other than the Qin family's Grand Elder, Qin Cangyun, who was also the only Profound Level martial artist in the Qin family's current residence.

As soon as Qin Cangyun appeared, the morale of the Qin family members instantly rose, as if they had found their backbone.

Everyone, don’t worry. My Qin family is not a place where anyone can act wildly.

Waving his hand, Qin Cangyun reassured everyone, while his gaze fixed on Nian Shuo and the others, revealing deep seriousness.

Qin Feng and the others, due to their low cultivation, couldn’t see much, but as a Profound Level martial artist, Qin Cangyun could see at a glance that the old man who had attacked earlier was not the strongest among them. The real threat came from the several people who had been watching coldly from behind.

The auras of these people were extremely terrifying, surpassing that of the old man who had attacked earlier. Especially the middle-aged man leading them; Qin Cangyun could not gauge his cultivation level at all. Just standing there gave him a strong sense of pressure.

This feeling was something he had only experienced from the strongest person in the Great Qi Nation, Xiao.

When did my Qin family offend such a formidable enemy?

With a solemn heart, Qin Cangyun's expression remained unchanged as he coldly said: Everyone, I am the Grand Elder of the Qin family, Qin Cangyun. I don’t know how Qin Feng has offended you all to the point of making you act so violently against my Qin family. If you do not give my Qin family an explanation today, standing tall in the Great Qi Nation for so many years is not just empty words.

Qin Cangyun’s words rallied the spirits of the crowd; he was indeed the Grand Elder of the Qin family, his grandeur unchanged over the years.

A useless person, unable to handle even such a small matter.

Nian Shuo coldly glanced at Ling Zhong, causing him to tremble in fear, cold sweat dripping from his back.

I don’t care who the Grand Elder is; hand over Qin Feng immediately. If you don’t, my Qin family should prepare for extermination today. Nian Shuo sneered, uninterested in Qin Cangyun.

You—

Impudent.

Bold!

How arrogant! This is simply lawless.

The members of the Qin family were furious, each of them fuming with rage.

Who is this person, threatening extermination at every turn? Does he really think he is invincible?

It seems that you are not prepared to talk properly? Qin Cangyun furrowed his brow.

Talk? What the hell are you talking about!

A powerful figure from the Ghost Immortal Sect, with a violent temper, suddenly charged out.

This person had dark skin and a body like a tower. As he rushed out, he threw a punch. With a thunderous boom, a sound like a thunderclap erupted, and his black iron fist swept towards Qin Cangyun like a hurricane.

Boom!

Qin Cangyun hurriedly intercepted, his body shaking as he staggered back a few steps, his complexion shifting between red and pale.

Hmph, is that all? Come at me with a few more punches.

The tower-like man grinned cruelly, his fists wildly swinging out.

The continuous rumbling of punches forced the nearby crowd to retreat, looking up to see that Qin Cangyun was enveloped by the black fist strength, like a bird trapped in a cage.

Such terrifying power.

Within the might of those punches, Qin Cangyun’s expression grew grave. He dared not underestimate the attack, frantically mobilizing his true power to block the opponent's fist wind.

However, the opponent's attack was too strong, like an endless torrent, as unstoppable as the Yellow River in flood.