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Martial Master

Chapter 526: Five-Colored Ancient Flags 🌈

Published: November 30, -0001

"Just for what you said, you will definitely die today."

Swish!

Not wanting to waste more words with his opponent, Qin Chen's figure flickered and charged directly at Ge Xuan.

"This Qin Chen, won't he try to kill even the people from Liuxian Sect, right?"

The crowd gasped in shock, their eyes wide open.

"You brat, you are too arrogant."

Ge Xuan roared angrily, suddenly producing a pill in his hand and swallowing it fiercely. Boom! His aura exploded, and an astonishing true power surged forth like a storm, spreading in all directions, as if it turned into a massive wave.

Boom!

At this moment, the heavens and the earth roared, and true power filled the surroundings, obscuring everything.

Facing Qin Chen's attack, Ge Xuan did not dare to be careless. In an instant, he unleashed all his combat power and burned his essence and blood, pushing his true power to the limit.

Swish!

Then, he pulled out a formation plate from his hand. This formation plate was exquisite and mysterious. Under Ge Xuan's manipulation, it radiated astonishing rainbow light, enveloping the people of Liuxian Sect and isolating this space, as if forming an independent realm.

This series of actions left the onlookers dazzled, their mouths agape.

However, You Wuji and Mu Lengfeng's pupils shrank, exclaiming, "It's a fifth-grade formation."

The formation shone brilliantly, wrapping around Ge Xuan and others, as if they were in another realm. Just from the flickering formation patterns and the fluctuations of true power, it was at least a fifth-grade formation, and a top-tier one at that.

Liuxian Sect indeed lived up to being one of the top forces in Xuan Prefecture; their foundation was too deep.

Xiang Wentian and Mu Lengfeng exchanged glances, their expressions grave. If it weren't for their identities as members of the Alchemy Pavilion and Bloodline Holy Land, they might not even be able to match Ge Xuan with just their strength.

"Everyone, follow me to kill this scoundrel!"

Having displayed all his trump cards, Ge Xuan sneered coldly, revealing an ancient flag of various colors in his hand and sweeping it towards Qin Chen.

Whoosh!

The five-colored ancient flag emitted dazzling light, transforming into a colorful cloud that descended onto Qin Chen's head. The momentum was astonishing, swallowing everything, forcing many powerful figures present to retreat in fear, even the experts from Di Xin City and Tian Heng Academy changed color.

The crowd's expressions changed again; Liuxian Sect was simply too terrifying, possessing all kinds of treasures. This five-colored ancient flag was clearly an extremely remarkable true treasure, its power even rivaling that of the fifth-grade formation plate.

With such a treasure, combined with Ge Xuan's own cultivation and the fifth-grade formation, let alone Qin Chen, a peak fourth-grade profound martial artist, even a fifth-grade late-stage Wuzong would suffer serious injuries, or even risk falling. As for martial artists below the fifth-grade late stage, they had no hope of survival.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At the same time as Ge Xuan made his move, the remaining elders and disciples of Liuxian Sect who still had combat power also charged forward.

Among them, the most ferocious was Hua Tiandu, who had been defeated by Qin Chen twice. He had just been trampled into the ground by Qin Chen, and that humiliation ignited his murderous intent, wanting to slay Qin Chen on the spot.

In an instant, various streams of true power surged like tidal waves towards Qin Chen.

"Qin Chen!"

"Young Master Chen, be careful!"

"Watch out!"

Not far away, Xiao Zhan and others cried out in alarm, their eyes filled with anger as they wanted to rush forward to help. However, Ge Xuan and others were simply too terrifying, and that overwhelming true power made it impossible for these half-step Wuzong to even approach, let alone intervene. They could only watch helplessly as the tidal wave of true power aimed to completely swallow Qin Chen.

"Hmph, mere tricks."

Faced with such an astonishing attack, Qin Chen snorted coldly, his expression unwavering. At the moment the attack arrived, he suddenly raised his hand.