Martial Master

Zixun and the others stood not far from Qin Chen, completely stunned by the scene before them. Qin Chen, he was actually... this powerful?

"You are being unreasonable!"

"Looking for death!"

The members of the Feng family were outraged, each of them bursting into action.

Although Qin Chen was formidable, he was just a teenager under twenty; they didn't fear him too much. The previous person who was killed by Qin Chen was merely a result of his carelessness, which allowed Qin Chen to take advantage of the situation.

What they cared about the most was the black slave who had emerged from behind Qin Chen.

At the moment the black slave lunged forward, several experts from the Feng family charged in.

"Kill!"

One of the peak late-stage Fifth Level experts was the first to attack, rushing towards the black slave. A terrifying golden blade light appeared in the void, seeming sharp enough to cut everything in its path.

"Jie Jie!"

A cold chuckle rang out as the black slave produced a frosty long spear. With a swoosh, the spear danced like a dragon, and in an instant, the spear light filled the heavens.

The black slave thrust his hand forward, creating a spear shadow that seemed to pierce through the void. That golden battle knife, which seemed capable of cutting everything, was directly pierced and exploded.

"Pu chi!"

As the spear shadow shook, the expert widened his shocked eyes, helplessly watching as the terrifying spear shadow consumed him, turning him into a blood mist that splattered across the sky.

"What?"

Everyone was astonished. A peak late-stage Fifth Level expert was killed so easily? What level of cultivation was the opponent at?

The warriors of the Feng family were all filled with dread.

"All together, kill those two!"

Feng Lun's gaze was icy, angrily shouting, but his expression was extremely grave as he stared intently at the black slave, who exuded a chilling aura.

He couldn't see through it.

He actually couldn't see through the cultivation of the black slave!

"Yes!"

"Go!"

"Kill them!"

"We have so many people, how can we fear just those two?"

The angry shouts rang out one after another. In an instant, the remaining seven or eight experts from the Feng family attacked almost simultaneously, roaring as brilliant combat energy transformed into a torrent that rushed towards the black slave.

"Hahaha, come good!"

The black slave laughed loudly, his body turning into a streak of black light. A chilling bloodline aura emerged, and then countless spear shadows fell, directly enveloping the entire space with an incomparably terrifying killing intent.

"Whoosh!"

Under the spear shadows, the cold wind blew as if they had suddenly entered the cold of winter, freezing everyone to the bone, their blood stagnating.

As the spear shadows swept through, they immediately suppressed all the Feng family's experts as if the spear was present, causing all other powers to lose their color.

"A mere Feng family, just a clan, actually dared to offend Young Master Chen. Since you seek your own death, I, the black slave, will fulfill your wish!"

As the voice fell, the black slave shook the frosty long spear, and with a whoosh, the spear shadows swept across, instantly shredding the combat energy torrents unleashed by many of the Feng family’s Wu Zong experts. Following that, the long spear thrust out again, sweeping down as if a spear's might descended to suppress everything, the spear light piercing through the bodies of each of them.

"Pu pu pu pu pu..."

Like a forest of spears passing through, the seven or eight Wu Zong of the Feng family let out heartbreaking screams, their faces filled with terror. Spear light holes appeared all over their bodies, blood spurted out, and then their forms fell from the air, being torn to shreds by the endless icy spear light, dying on the spot.

Blood spilled everywhere, gathering into rivers.

In the blink of an eye, all of the peak late-stage Fifth Level Wu Zong experts from the Feng family had perished, with not a single one surviving.

"Die!"

At this moment, an angry shout rang out. Behind the black slave, a figure suddenly appeared. Feng Lun had somehow reached his back, an expression of ferocity on his face, as he struck out with his palm towards the black slave’s back.