Bang bang bang!

Rumble!

Madman Yang from the eighth floor led seven disciples from the fourth floor and above to surround Qin Feng. The attacks of the eight of them were violent and violent, like a huge bomb thrown onto Qin Feng’s body.

The air currents in the surroundings had changed. Gale winds rose in all directions, and the wind roared and whistled!

Qin Feng stood in the encirclement. The blue ice magical armor on his body shone brightly, like flowing seawater. Qin Feng held the Spirit Charging Sword in his hand. The orange light emitted from the gale was like specks of golden light from dark clouds.

Buzz!

The Spirit Charging Sword began to dance, and its speed became faster and faster. Orange light continued to shoot out, striking the boundless sword qi that enveloped the surroundings.

Dugu Nine Swords!

The Spirit Charging Sword seemed to be alive in Qin Feng’s hands. The sword shadows overlapped, forming a barrier around Qin Feng. The sword qi from the disciples of Mount Hua was blocked out of the orange light. Up until now, no one could harm Qin Feng.

“Too formidable! The Killing Book is simply too formidable!” As Qin Feng frantically danced his Spirit Charging Sword, he exclaimed endlessly in his heart.

Right now, he was only at the fifth level. Even with the help of spirit artifacts and high-grade techniques, he could only kill experts at the seventh level. Once he encountered experts at the eighth level, Qin Feng would still have to run away. Right now, Madman Yang of Mount Hua was an expert of the eighth floor, and he had seven experts of the fourth floor and above to assist him. Under such a high-intensity attack, Qin Feng actually had the ability to resist. This had already exceeded Qin Feng’s expectations.

‘”Master, since you entered Magical Demon Mountain, you have killed five wild beasts and magical beasts and seven martial artists. Now that the Killing Book has leveled up to the second level, Master’s strength has increased by 1.5 times. When the number of species killed by Master reaches 30 and the Killing Book leveled up to the third level, Master’s strength will increase by twice as much as before.” Little Pig’s voice rang out.

Qin Feng now understood the effects of the Killing Book. Every time the Killing Book leveled up, Qin Feng’s strength would increase by 0.5 times. The Killing Book could leveled up to the tenth floor in total. In the full-floor state, Qin Feng’s strength would temporarily increase by five times. This was an unimaginable increase compared to all of Qin Feng’s original abilities.

Now that Qin Feng was on the fifth floor, However, it was equivalent to the strength of an inner seven layer orthodox martial cultivator. After increasing by 0.5 times, Qin Feng’s strength would be comparable to that of an inner eight layer martial cultivator. This was precisely the case. Qin Feng would also be able to withstand the attacks of the disciples of Mount Hua Sect. Apart from Madman Yang, the other disciples’ strength was far too different from Qin Feng’s. Their attacks were not of much significance to Qin Feng.

Buzz buzz!

Sword howls rang out in the air. The Spirit-rushing Sword in Qin Feng’s hand had already turned into illusions. He suddenly leapt forward and stabbed towards the two disciples of Mount Hua. He nimbly dropped a sword and stabbed their vital points at the same time.

Bang!

The powerful sword Qi exploded into flesh and blood. When the disciples of Mount Hua saw this, their legs went limp. They never expected Qin Feng’s strength to be so strong. As a Mount Hua Sword Addict, Madman Yang was also shocked by Qin Feng’s strange and exquisite swordsmanship. The swordsmanship Qin Feng used was simple and clear, but he couldn’t comprehend it. He, a swordsman who had comprehended smanship for more than 30 years, sighed that he was inferior.

“Retreat! Hurry up and retreat!”

Facing Qin Feng’s powerful strength, Madman Yang didn’t dare to fight him head-on. He immediately ordered the disciples of Mount Hua to retreat. Everyone in Mount Hua had been waiting for Elder Yang’s words. They all began to flee. Several disciples even lost their swords and ran away.

‘”Mount Hua is famous for its swordsmanship. The disciples of Mount Hua mainly cultivate the Dao of the Sword. As the saying goes, the sword is alive, and the sword is dead. You don’t even need the sword anymore. I think you should leave your lives behind!”

Qin Feng looked coldly at the fleeing crowd. He waved his hand and dozens of sword lights whistled past. Immediately, three disciples fell to the ground with their swords and never got up again. The remaining Mount Hua disciples managed to escape under the cover of Madman Yang. Madman Yang looked a little embarrassed. In order to help the disciples block the sword, his clothes were torn apart by the sword qi, just like the beggars on the street.

“Who’s up ahead? Quickly report your name, or we’ll launch an attack!” When the disciples of Mount Hua were halfway there, a large number of martial artists suddenly surged in front of them. Madman Yang recognized a few of them and hurriedly shouted, “Master Yuan Zhen, Abbess Heart Slayer, Southern Sea Saber King … It’s me, Grand Elder Yang Changqing of Mount Hua Sect.”

“Madman Yang?”

“Madman Yang, what are you Huashan Sect people doing? Did you encounter an enemy or something?”

After recognizing Madman Yang, the major powers on the other side lowered their vigilance. However, the next second, everyone immediately raised their weapons and stared at Qin Feng as if they had seen a formidable enemy.

“It’s Qin Feng. Qin Feng is right behind us. This brat is very powerful. Everyone, hurry up and go together!” Madman Yang shouted anxiously.

Before the others could react, Monk Yuan Zhen of Shaolin had already rushed forward. With a light leap, he arrived high up in the sky and said, “Qin Feng, kill my Junior Brother Yuanqing. Today, I will dismember your corpse into ten thousand pieces.”

Yuan Zhen was also at the eighth level of the Inner Realm. His strength was even stronger than Yuan Qing’s. He was also considered the strongest amongst these people. Seeing that Tyrant Yuan Zhen had personally attacked, the other major and minor powers could only stand aside and watch the show. They did not dare to fight with the Shaolin Sect for meat.

Great Thunder Sound Palm!

Rumble!

The Shaolin secret manual Great Thunder Sound Palm’s power shook the heavens. Tyrant Yuan Zhen’s palm landed. The air was deafening like thunder. The wild beasts in the forest howled wildly, and the strange birds on the trees flew everywhere in fright. Qin Feng’s figure had just arrived when he was enveloped by a powerful aura. Without further thought, Qin Feng put on a cold iron fist glove and punched at Yuan Zhen’s palm.

Intermediate Thunder Tiger Fist!

Rumble!

Everyone who stood on the ground felt the ground shake as their fists met.

Qin Feng’s Intermediate Thunder Tiger Fist was like a ferocious tiger descending a mountain. Now that Qin Feng had borrowed the Killing Book to compare to the strength of the eighth floor, the Thunder Tiger Fist was even more powerful and domineering. It struck Yuan Zhen with one punch, causing Yuan Zhen’s arm to feel numb.

Bang!

More than a dozen explosions rang out. Yuan Zhen flew from the sky and landed on the ground. He took three steps back to stabilize his body. Qin Feng was no better. His body was knocked out by the strong aura. He was like a kite with a broken string. In the end, he crashed into a large tree and stopped. As soon as he landed, Qin Feng spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

Hiss!

This simple collision stunned many of the powers that had rushed over. Many of them had been to Peace Town before and had seen Qin Feng’s strength. Three days ago, Qin Feng was only at the sixth level or so, but now he was actually able to fight Monk Yuan Zhen at the eighth level head-on. This rocket-like method of leveling up was truly unimaginable.

“Kid, let’s see if you can take my second palm!”

Yuan Zhen heaved a sigh of relief when he landed on the ground. Then, he jumped up again. In the blink of an eye, he arrived above Qin Feng’s head. As an expert of the eighth floor, Yuan Zhen was famous in the outer martial arts world. Today, he was actually beaten back by a junior in his early twenties. This was simply a naked slap on the face. Monk Yuan Zhen was so angry that his beard was tilted.

Great Thunder Sound Palm!

Rumble!

Yuan Zhen didn’t give Qin Feng a chance to catch his breath. He had just concealed his strength. When this second palm landed, the trees behind Qin Feng began to swing in the wind. Not only was this palm powerful, it also suppressed Qin Feng’s internal energy. Qin Feng wanted to dodge, but his speed had obviously decreased.

Bang!

The palm wind smashed into Qin Feng’s chest and sent him flying. He crashed into a large tree behind him, and a few mouthfuls of blood sprayed out from the air.

After Qin Feng landed on the ground, he felt that his internal organs were about to be shattered by Yuan Zhen. At the same time, after the battle with Yuan Zhen and Madman Zhang, Qin Feng had profoundly comprehended experts of the same cultivation realm. The gap between them was quite large. It could be said that two Madmen Yang might not be able to kill Yuan Zhen.

“Humph! An ant disciple is nothing more than that. With your little ability, you dare to go against my Shaolin? You simply don’t know the heavens and earth!” Yuan Zhen leapt to Qin Feng’s side and stepped on his thigh. With a’cracking ‘sound, Qin Feng’s bones broke. Yuan Zhen did not stop. He broke Qin Feng’s arm and leg with three legs in a row. Then, he smiled and looked at Qin Feng, “Now that you’re a piece of trash, let’s see where else you can escape to.”

Qin Feng forcefully endured the intense pain of the broken bone. The intense pain caused him to sweat profusely and veins on his forehead to burst out. However, Qin Feng had never cried out in pain. Instead, he looked at Yuan Zhen with an ice-cold expression and remembered what Yuan Zhen had done in his heart.

Qin Feng had just fought against the Fire Wolf not long ago. In that battle, Qin Feng had used up all his trump cards. Now, he could only think of other ways to get out of this predicament.

“My fellow cultivators, Qin Feng killed my Junior Brother Yuanqing three days ago in Peace Town. This time, I was ordered by the Shaolin Abbot to capture Qin Feng back to the sect. Upon hearing this, the Abbot ordered me to give the poor monks some face. Don’t stop me from bringing Qin Feng back.”

Yuan Zhen crippled Qin Feng’s limbs. He wasn’t worried about Qin Feng escaping. He turned around and looked at the other major and minor powers. As he spoke, he purposely released a powerful inner Qi, intentionally suppressing everyone present.

After Yuan Zhen finished speaking, the two Shaolin disciples went up and dragged Qin Feng away. The people from the other factions were still unable to recover their senses. Some of them were frightened by Yuan Zhen’s strength, while others were thinking of ways to retain Qin Feng.

“Wait! I don’t want to go back to Shaolin with you!” Qin Feng’s voice suddenly rang out. The two Shaolin disciples instinctively stopped.

Monk Yuan Zhen also stopped. He glared at the two Shaolin disciples angrily and roared, “Whoever told you to stop, pretend that you can’t hear what that brat said. Hurry up and follow me back to resume your orders.”

The two Shaolin disciples were so frightened that they continued to drag Qin Feng away. However, Qin Feng continued to shout, “Dear martial artists, aren’t you all here to obtain the treasures on me? If I were to be captured by this old bald donkey, wouldn’t you be wasting your time?” “I can tell you with certainty that I have a blue spirit artifact on me, as well as a Mysterious Grade cultivation technique. Do you really not want to take it or not?”