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Martial Master

Chapter 939: Not a Single One Left 🥷

Published: December 25, 2024

Qin Chen casually raised his hand, and a ring fell into his palm, disappearing from sight. He remained remarkably calm and showed no excitement from killing Shen Mengchen.

In the eyes of others, Shen Mengchen was unattainable and immensely powerful, someone they dared not look at directly. Yet to him, she was merely a young and rising talent. Killing her did not bring Qin Chen any pride.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, the attacks from the many warriors of the Great Qian Dynasty finally landed, crashing onto Qin Chen, but they were all blocked by the Demon Armor he wore.

The Demon Armor could withstand even the attacks of a Seventh-Level Martial King. These half-step Martial Kings from the Great Qian Dynasty, no matter how exceptionally talented they were, could contend with ordinary Seventh-Level Martial Kings, but they were still not true Martial Kings.

To break through Qin Chen's Demon Armor defenses was simply a joke.

He glanced at the many warriors from the Great Qian Dynasty and coldly said, “I’m just standing here for you to hit. Can you break through my defenses?”

“This…”

Everyone in the valley stared blankly at this scene, all astonished. The remaining warriors of the Great Qian Dynasty also showed expressions of horror, and cold sweat broke out behind them.

“Is this guy really a genius of the Great Wei Dynasty?”

Xu Gu and many other warriors who had been discussing outside the valley were completely stunned, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.

As the top genius of the Great Qian Dynasty, Shen Mengchen had never feared anyone in this Hundred Dynasties region. Because of her status as a top genius, even some Seventh-Level Martial Kings had to give her some face.

In the future, she even had the hope of inheriting the legacy of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Yet, such a top genius, who moments ago had been imposing and threatening to humiliate numerous disciples of the Great Wei Dynasty, was now slain by Qin Chen in just a few moves. This was simply terrifying.

Moreover, the opponent looked unbelievably young. Could a genius who killed Shen Mengchen so easily really come from the Great Wei Dynasty?

They were shocked, while the remaining disciples of the Great Qian Dynasty were terrified. Even the few half-step Martial Kings displayed expressions of horror.

With no time to waste, they turned and fled towards the valley's exit.

What a joke! If even Young Master Shen Mengchen was killed in just a few moves, and their attacks couldn’t even breach his defenses, how could they fight? Staying behind would only lead to death; there was no other outcome.

The only solution was to quickly report the news to their ancestors and the Martial Kings. Perhaps only the Martial Kings could handle Qin Chen.

As for the fact that Young Master Shen was killed and they would face punishment, they could no longer care.

Seeing the warriors from the Great Qian Dynasty trying to escape, the Black Slaves immediately became displeased.

“Kill!”

The black Tianmo banner swept out, and without waiting for Qin Chen to speak, the Black Slave charged toward the nearest Martial Venerable.

The black Tianmo banner, surrounded by overwhelming black mist, engulfed the Martial Venerable who, at that moment, had no intention of fighting back. He let out a scream before being slain by the Black Slave.

“Thinking of leaving?”

Qin Chen scoffed coldly. Since he had already attacked, how could he let these guys escape? He intended to leave none alive.

“Mental Storm!”

A terrifying surge of spiritual power suddenly swept outward like an ocean.

After breaking through to the Seventh Level, Qin Chen's Mental Storm was no longer just a beam but transformed into a fan-shaped storm that spread across more than ten warriors from the Great Qian Dynasty.

These warriors from the Great Qian Dynasty, all at the late Sixth Level, even the strongest five among them were merely half-step Martial Kings. How could they withstand the attack of Qin Chen's Seventh-Level spiritual power? Instantly, their movements froze, and their expressions became dull.