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Martial Master

Chapter 938: Helpless Against Fate 🌪️

Published: December 25, 2024

Clang clang clang!

The silver blades of light filled the sky like an ocean, while Qin Chen's sword light stood firm like a wall, no matter how the ocean waves struck, it could not penetrate even a bit.

"Is this all you can do? A top genius of the Daqian Dynasty, and it's nothing more than this."

Qin Chen even laughed coldly while defending.

"You brat, I want you dead!"

Shen Mengchen roared, and in an instant, the momentum of the sword light changed drastically.

An invisible bloodline power was added to the sword light, and with a roar, the blood-colored waves erupted, doubling the power in an instant.

"Blood Flame Sword Technique!"

The battle knife in his hand suddenly transformed into a blood-silver ocean, like a blood wave, the sword light annihilated everything, enveloping Qin Chen with a destructive force.

Swish swish swish!

On the ground, the black rocks were shattered by the scattered sword energy, and waves of sword energy spread out, countless cracks appearing on the ground in an instant.

The martial artists from surrounding forces retreated frantically, all staring in horror at the scene. Clang clang clang, among them, many wielders of knives felt their weapons trembling as if they wanted to break free, each one shocked and hurriedly suppressed their weapons, their faces filled with fear.

This was the result of the sword intent being unleashed, where all weapons were under its control.

"Clang!"

The mysterious rust sword trembled, Qin Chen's gaze like a cold star, his long sword swung, dragon roared, and the brilliant mysterious rust sword transformed into a bolt of electric light, suddenly plunging into the blood-colored sword wave.

Clang clang clang!

A series of explosive sounds erupted, and Shen Mengchen's sword shadow disintegrated in an instant. A bolt of lightning sword light suddenly shot out from the sword shadow, cutting off a piece of his clothing.

Qin Chen followed closely, the mysterious rust sword turned into a hazy halo, sweeping forward like waves.

Shen Mengchen was horrified; Qin Chen's sword technique made him feel utterly helpless and unable to resist. How could this be possible? The Blood Flame Sword Technique he practiced was a very powerful Earth Level upper-tier sword technique of the Daqian Dynasty, with enormous power, and his Silver Wolf King Blade was even a seventh-tier royal weapon, renowned throughout the Daqian Dynasty.

But in front of Qin Chen, he felt overwhelmed, how could this be possible?

"If that's all you can do, then die!"

With a cold laugh, Qin Chen's sword light changed again.

If previously Qin Chen's sword light was elusive and difficult to grasp, then at this moment, his sword light had become all-encompassing, like a dense rain of threads, sealing off all his escape routes.

Under this sword light, Shen Mengchen even felt a terror that made his soul tremble.

"Not good!"

Shen Mengchen's heart immediately sank. He exerted all his strength to urge his Silver Wolf King Blade while summoning a black shield.

In his view, even if Qin Chen was at the peak of half-step Martial King, the killing intent of the Silver Wolf King Blade would make the opponent wary, and the black shield could withstand a powerful blow from his opponent. At that moment, he would immediately ask the others to join forces and kill Qin Chen.

At this moment, he no longer had the thought of fighting Qin Chen alone; he felt that if he continued to battle like this, it was very likely he would be killed by Qin Chen.

Although their battle had just begun and there were no signs, he had an inexplicable premonition.

But Shen Mengchen quickly felt something was wrong; his black shield was summoned, but it moved as slowly as a feather flying in the sky.

In the next moment, he felt his sword light domain shattering inch by inch. When he realized what was happening, he found himself completely enveloped by Qin Chen's sword light, as if he were trapped in a quagmire, and the true energy within him was suppressed to a standstill, operating with great difficulty.