Martial Master

"Then what about the others?"

Qin Chen glanced at Mo Xincheng but did not say anything more. He merely spoke indifferently to Long Yaotian and the others.

Such a contemptuous gaze made Long Yaotian's eyes turn cold, revealing a hint of killing intent.

He, Long Yaotian, the president of the Black Repair Association, had a cultivation level reaching the mid-stage of Human Level Six. Who in Bianzhou dared to speak to him like this?

Now, a young man actually dared to use such a tone to address him, which ignited his fury, wishing he could immediately take action and teach Qin Chen a lesson.

"Hmm?"

Feeling the killing intent from Long Yaotian, Qin Chen's expression slightly cooled.

"This friend seems to be unconvinced!"

He smiled slightly, standing proudly in the square, his clothes fluttering, as if he were one with the heavens and earth.

At this moment, a chilling aura once again emanated from him, transforming him into a hellish Asura. That calm yet endlessly murderous gaze shot toward the sky.

Cold!

Everyone felt an overwhelming chill.

"President!"

The vice president of the Black Repair Association, Long Yan, was startled and quickly looked at Long Yaotian, feeling extremely anxious.

Could it be that the president has lost his mind? The strength displayed by the black slave before was definitely not that of an ordinary mid-stage Martial Venerable; he was at least a peak mid-stage Martial Venerable.

Moreover, with Qin Chen, who had killed two mid-stage Martial Venerables in one strike, this level of power, if a conflict broke out, relying solely on the Black Repair Association would be tantamount to seeking death.

To be fair, Long Yan understood the strength of the Black Repair Association very well; it was at most on par with the Gu Feng Chamber of Commerce.

Now, the Gu Feng Chamber of Commerce had been wiped out in a matter of moments by Qin Chen and the black slave. Long Yan did not believe that his Black Repair Association would be a match for the two.

Feeling Long Yan's anxiousness and looking at the corpse of Qiu Lengfeng lying as a mummified body at the feet of the black slave, Long Yaotian's anger and heat instantly turned icy.

"No, I just feel that your slaughter contradicts the heavens," Long Yaotian said coldly.

"Contradicts the heavens?"

Qin Chen laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Long Yaotian's expression darkened, speaking coldly.

"What does it mean to contradict the heavens? In your eyes, me killing him is a contradiction to the heavens, but him wanting to kill me is perfectly reasonable?" Qin Chen sneered.

"Although he attacked you, he did not hurt you, yet you directly killed so many members of the Gu Feng Chamber of Commerce. Moreover, you were the one who killed them first," Long Yaotian replied coldly.

"Is that so?" Qin Chen looked indifferently at Long Yaotian and the martial artists of the Black Repair Association beside him, causing everyone to feel a chill in their hearts and go pale, fearing that Qin Chen might suddenly strike.

Even Long Yaotian himself felt a sense of vigilance, his true energy circulating to its peak, tightly clenching his fists.

Unexpectedly, Qin Chen made no move, only revealing a hint of a smile, a mocking smile.

"What are you laughing at again?" Long Yaotian was furious inside; if it weren't for his caution towards Qin Chen, he would have already punched him.

"You fear me!" The indifferent voice issued from Qin Chen's mouth, causing Long Yaotian's expression to freeze, and then he coldly laughed, "Fear you? I, Long Yaotian, am the president of the Black Repair Association, a mid-stage Martial Venerable. This Black Marsh City is the territory of my Black Repair Association and various major forces. Why would I fear a young outsider like you?"

"You fear me!" Qin Chen's voice remained calm. "You claim I killed members of the Gu Feng Chamber of Commerce, which is true. Let me inform you, in the Black Death Marsh, I also killed experts from your Black Repair Association and seized your spiritual medicines. You must hate me to the bone right now. If you weren't afraid of me, you would have already acted against me. You don't know if you can defeat me, but you don't want to give up your lost spiritual medicines, nor do you want to lose your so-called dignity. So, you use words to probe, trying to regain some dignity, even wanting to ally with other forces to take action against me. Until another force supports you, you do not dare to strike, am I right?"