Chapter Fifty-Three: Annihilate Them All!
With a thunderous crash, Qin Feng swung the Fangtian Halberd in his hand, sweeping it across the space ahead and sending Gao Chenzhong, the Blood River Patriarch, the Blood Blade Venerable, and the others flying.
“Kill!”
Qin Feng unleashed his full power. His immense strength surged through his body, pushing his speed to the level of an early-stage Captain as he charged at Gao Chenzhong with deadly intent.
“Die!”
He closed in on Gao Chenzhong in a flash, sweeping his halberd sideways and striking Gao Chenzhong, hurling him through the air.
A spurt of blood burst from Gao Chenzhong’s mouth, painting the sky crimson. The savage force had shattered his organs; even before he hit the ground, his life was extinguished, and his soul dissipated.
Qin Feng began to cough violently, blood spilling from his lips. He had pushed his strength to forty-five thousand jin, far beyond the capacity that a mid-stage Guardian’s body could endure. That all-out burst had injured his organs, torn his muscles, and split his skin.
“He really did suffer a setback during his breakthrough—he’s gravely wounded!”
“Everyone, attack! Destroy him!”
Blood River Patriarch, seeing that Qin Feng could no longer even hide his injuries, was elated. Wearing a savage smile, he rushed at Qin Feng. The other evil warriors followed close behind.
If Qin Feng survived, none of them would ever have peace. He had to be destroyed.
“Fools!”
Qin Feng watched as Blood River Patriarch charged ahead of the others, a cold sneer on his lips. In a flicker, he appeared behind the old man, grabbing his neck and crushing it with a single squeeze.
Seeing Qin Feng instantly slay Blood River Patriarch, the remaining seven, including the Blood Blade Venerable, stopped abruptly and retreated in terror.
“None of you will escape!”
Qin Feng let out a thunderous roar, exploding forward with a speed rivaling that of a late-stage Captain and hurtling toward the Blood Blade Venerable.
With a single thrust of his halberd, he shattered the blood blade that tried to block him, impaled the Blood Blade Venerable, and ended his life.
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
Qin Feng did not pause for even a heartbeat. His speed, equal to that of the most advanced Captains, erupted again as he cut down the remaining six Guardians one by one.
Had Gao Chenzhong, the Blood Blade Venerable, Blood Sea Patriarch, and the others fled immediately, they might not have been wiped out. But they had assumed Qin Feng’s breakthrough had left him crippled.
“How terrifying!”
“In the future, we must never cross Qin Feng, nor even provoke the Weiyuan Escort Agency.”
Hidden in the shadows, Yun Qing and Chen Haicheng watched in horror as Qin Feng slaughtered ten Guardian-level warriors with thunderous ferocity. They shrank back and prepared to withdraw.
Qin Feng had exhausted himself killing the last six Guardians. His injuries flared up; blood pooled in his mouth and he spat it out.
He quickly sat down, motionless, allowing his body’s restorative powers to heal his shattered organs.
“Master Qin?”
“Young Master Qin?”
“Sir?”
Yan Chonghu, Liu Qingchang, Wang Fu, Wang Bao, and Liu Hu, seeing something was wrong, ignored their own wounds and rushed from the room.
“Is he truly gravely injured?”
Yun Qing, who had been edging away, paused abruptly, his eyes sharp and suspicious as he regarded Qin Feng.
He harbored deep hatred for Qin Feng, who had shown him no respect and had killed his trusted lieutenant Huang Chengjun.
“He managed to break through to Captain in a single day; he must have consumed all the millennium herbs at once.”
“The medicinal power of such herbs is immense—it must have ravaged his body and organs.”
“Then he emerged only to face a siege by ten Guardian-level warriors, which must have caused further harm. He’s exhausted, incapable of fighting.”
Yun Qing’s eyes gleamed brighter by the second. He broke into a sinister smile.
“Chen Haicheng, join me in finishing him off!”
Yun Qing had long since noticed Chen Haicheng lurking nearby but had not revealed it. Now, to ensure Qin Feng’s death, he wanted Chen Haicheng’s help.
“What are you afraid of?”
“He’s gravely wounded and completely spent—he can’t fight back.”
Seeing Chen Haicheng hesitate, Yun Qing raised his voice.
“Lord Mayor!”
Chen Haicheng’s expression was grim. He had thought himself well hidden, not realizing he’d already been discovered. Stepping out from his hiding place, he clasped his fists and spoke in a deep voice.
“Qin Feng is finished. Let’s strike together and kill him.”
“The Weiyuan Escort Agency and the Zhao family’s territories will all belong to the Chen family.”
Yun Qing offered a tempting reward to entice Chen Haicheng into action.
“I will certainly assist you, my lord, in slaying Qin Feng.”
Chen Haicheng’s eyes lit up. Whereas moments before he had been hesitant, now his gaze never left Qin Feng as he advanced.
Yun Qing and Chen Haicheng did not dare approach too closely. Standing some distance away, they hefted great stones and hurled them at Qin Feng.
“So, there were still two rats lurking in the shadows.”
“You reveal yourselves now because you think I am gravely wounded?”
Qin Feng’s expression froze for a moment as he saw them emerge, then a sneer curled his lips.
He sprang up, his halberd smashing the thrown boulders to rubble, then rushed at Chen Haicheng.
“Not good!”
“He was only feigning injury—he still has strength left!”
Seeing Qin Feng approach, wild killing intent emanating from him, Yun Qing and Chen Haicheng panicked. They spun and fled down the mountain.
Qin Feng’s speed was unmatched, far surpassing either of them. In a flash, he appeared behind Chen Haicheng, his halberd piercing straight through the man’s body and flinging him into the mountainside.
Blood gushed from Chen Haicheng’s chest as his corpse was embedded in the rock—he was dead.
“Qin Feng, you cannot kill me!”
“I am an official of the imperial court! If you slay me, the authorities will not let you go!”
“My master is the Ancient Elder of Green Grain, a late-stage Captain—if you touch me, my master will never spare you!”
Hearing Chen Haicheng’s dying screams, Yun Qing’s face turned pale. He ran for his life, shouting anxiously and in terror.
“You dare plot against me? Even if the Emperor himself stood before me, I would not hesitate to kill you!”
Qin Feng leapt high, landing in front of Yun Qing. His icy gaze brimmed with murderous intent.
With the full weight of his strength behind it, Qin Feng’s halberd struck at Yun Qing like a bolt of lightning.
So fast.
Far too fast.
Yun Qing had no time to react. Despair filled his face as Qin Feng’s halberd crashed into him.
This was Qin Feng’s full-strength blow—its savage force tore Yun Qing to pieces.
A late-stage Guardian defeated in a single stroke!