Chapter 73: Overwhelming Might!

Bang. Bang.

Zhao Hongzhong and Zhao Tao caught Zhao Weichuan, their expressions suddenly changing. With a muffled groan, blood sprayed from their mouths. Their bodies staggered backward, retreating more than ten steps before colliding with three guards, sending them flying, and themselves crashing to the ground.

In an instant, the surroundings fell silent. The martial artists watching were stunned, unable to believe what they had just witnessed. Qin Feng defeated Zhao Weichuan in a single move, and the aftermath injured Zhao Hongzhong and Zhao Tao.

The martial guards encircling Qin Feng felt fear and awe welling up in their hearts.

"Kill!"

Qin Feng would not give Zhao Weichuan, Zhao Hongzhong, or Zhao Tao a moment's respite. With a roar, he charged forward, wielding the Heaven-Shaking Hammer.

"Kill!"

"Hold them off!"

The loyal guards of the Zhao family, seeing Zhao Weichuan, Zhao Hongzhong, and Zhao Tao in peril, stepped forward quickly to block Qin Feng's advance.

"Kill!"

"Those who block me shall die!"

"I will sweep everything before me!"

Qin Feng swung his Heaven-Shaking Hammer, sending all the martial artists in his way flying, some even smashed apart, bodies shredded.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Even Zhao Weichuan, in the late stage of the Commander rank, could not withstand Qin Feng's strength, let alone the guards who had not reached such a level. All were blasted away, killed instantly.

"Die!"

Breaking through the guards, Qin Feng rushed forward. Zhao Hongchuan, Zhao Hongzhong, and Zhao Tao, enduring the pain within, had already risen to their feet.

Qin Feng closed in, using no intricate techniques—just a hammer radiating savage, violent, and overwhelming power, smashing down upon Zhao Hongchuan, Zhao Hongzhong, and Zhao Tao.

"Ah!"

"Kill!"

...

The three had barely regained their footing when they saw Qin Feng's hammer descending. Their faces changed dramatically; it was too late to evade. They summoned all their strength to withstand the attack.

Spurt! Spurt!

...

Struck heavily by Qin Feng, Zhao Hongchuan, Zhao Hongzhong, and Zhao Tao shuddered violently, blood spurting from their mouths.

"Again!"

Qin Feng raised the Heaven-Shaking Hammer that had struck their weapons, then brought the other hammer down swiftly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Having endured one blow, their bodies injured, they could not muster their full power against Qin Feng's second attack and were sent flying.

They crashed heavily to the ground, blood spraying from their mouths, their faces pale as paper. Each grasped a weapon in one hand, clutching their chests with the other, struggling to stand.

"Die!"

With a furious roar, Qin Feng leapt forward, a hammer brimming with earth-shattering force smashing toward Zhao Hongchuan.

"Ah!"

Seeing the hammer descending again at blinding speed, Zhao Hongchuan knew he could not escape. Despair and misery filled his face. With a roar, he abandoned his ruined blade, and his fists struck out at the Heaven-Shaking Hammer.

Bang.

Just as the hammer was about to strike Zhao Hongchuan, Qin Feng suddenly sensed a chilling cold, a piercing pain in his left eye.

Without hesitation, he withdrew the hammer and brought it up to shield himself.

The two massive hammers enveloped Qin Feng completely.

Clang!

Abruptly, Qin Feng felt his left hand, gripping the hammer, tremble—a feathered arrow had struck deep into the hammer, burying itself a palm's depth.

"Hyah!"

After receiving word from Zhao Weichuan, Qian Yungao rushed over with thirty guards. Arriving just as Qin Feng was about to kill Zhao Weichuan, he drew his bow and fired at Qin Feng's left eye.

"Zhao brother, how did it come to this?"

Qian Yungao rode onto the battlefield, seeing limbs scattered everywhere, all three Zhao family commanders gravely wounded, Zhao Weichuan nearly killed.

His heart was filled with confusion—how could the task of dealing with Qin Feng end up like this?

"Brother Qian, Qin Feng's strength is unfathomable. Even with the three of us combined, we are no match for him."

"If not for your timely arrival, I'd already be a corpse."

Taking advantage of the moment, Zhao Weichuan retreated to Qian Yungao's side, clutching his chest and gasping for breath, speaking in a grave tone.

"Oh?"

Qian Yungao's eyes revealed surprise as he looked at Qin Feng, his face growing solemn.

Qin Feng was covered in blood, his clothes torn in many places, skin laced with cracks, muscles ripped, bearing who knows how many attacks.

What truly made Qian Yungao wary was the murderous intent and burning battle spirit in Qin Feng's eyes.

Even a commander would perish from such grievous wounds, yet Qin Feng still stood tall, his fighting spirit raging—a display of indomitable will.

Qian Yungao had led the guard army for years, vanquishing countless enemies. He had seen this unyielding resolve before—the kind that would not cease fighting until the last drop of blood was spilled.

"Just as well. Saves me the trouble of hunting you down!"

Qin Feng spat out a mouthful of congested blood, looked at Qian Yungao, and flashed a cold smile.

"Heh!"

"I never expected you to be so audacious. Three commanders, a thousand martial artists—all failed to subdue you."

"But you aren't in good shape now, are you? Look at all that blood—how much strength do you have left?"

Qian Yungao sized up Qin Feng, mocking and disdainful, though inwardly he remained wholly alert. He knew just how terrifying such men could be, especially when cornered—they became even more formidable.

"Even with only a tenth of my strength, it is enough to kill you!"

Qin Feng coughed twice, spitting blood, casually wiping it on his clothes. His gaze was icy as he spoke to Qian Yungao.

"Zhao brother, Hongzhong, Taotu, can you still fight?"

Qian Yungao took up the long halberd slung across his back, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Hongchuan, Zhao Hongzhong, and Zhao Tao.

"We can!"

Zhao Weichuan seized a long blade from a guard, his tone fierce.

"Finish him!"

"If we do not destroy him today, I will never know peace!"

Zhao Hongzhong and Zhao Tao joined Zhao Weichuan, gritting their teeth, staring coldly at Qin Feng. This battle had left a deep impression, filling them with fear and trembling.

If they failed to kill Qin Feng today, they would forever live in his shadow, constantly dreading his vengeance.

As time went on and Qin Feng grew stronger, their deaths would be inevitable.

He must be destroyed today.

"Enough talk—take my hammer!"

Qin Feng roared, charging at Qian Yungao, Zhao Hongzhong, Zhao Weichuan, and Qian Yungao once more.