C34 Qin Feng Appeared!!

The voice that echoed was like a deity descending from the high heavens, chilling to the core without a breath of cold air.

Even a warrior of Qin Yuan's caliber involuntarily shivered, his longsword vibrating with a subtle ring.

"Who's there?!"

The party clenched their weapons, shouting loudly in unison.

Accompanied by the sound of falling leaves, a figure strolled out from the untamed forest, unhurried.

His lean frame, carefree hair, and calm face with a hint of aloof chilliness.

Qin Feng?

"So it's you!"

"Qin Feng, you're actually still alive?!"

Upon seeing Qin Feng, Qin Yuan and his entourage were struck with shock, their agitation evident.

A wild smirk appeared on Qin Yuan's face. "Perfect, absolutely perfect! I never imagined you'd still be alive! Bringing you in will earn me a hefty reward from the Young Lord!"

"Qin Feng, why not kneel and beg for mercy? I might consider sparing you some pain!"

Qin Yuan watched Qin Feng with a relentless sneer, looking down on him as if he were a mere ant.

"Young Lord, don't expose yourself, hurry back into the forest!"

Liu Xuanqing yelled to Qin Feng.

Though thrilled to see Qin Feng, Liu Xuanqing didn't believe he had the strength to defeat Qin Yuan and his seven men.

"Go back? Do you really think you can escape? Who would've thought that in chasing this mongrel, we'd find the master of the hound!"

Qin Yuan signaled with his right hand, and his subordinates swiftly surrounded Qin Feng with hostile stares.

"Liu Xuanqing, you're still standing strong, right?"

Qin Feng paid no mind to Qin Yuan and his men's actions. Instead, he found Liu Xuanqing's behavior quite admirable and satisfying.

The man wasn't as heartless and dishonorable as he had imagined.

"Young Lord... I..."

Liu Xuanqing tried to speak, but Qin Yuan's domineering aura immediately silenced him.

"That's enough, no need for words! Your actions have pleased me. You'll come to understand that following me is the best decision of your life!"

"Hahaha, Qin Feng, are you out of your mind? The best decision to follow you? That's a joke!"

"Get on your knees and bow before me, or do you doubt I can cripple your limbs?" the man behind Qin Feng roared.

With that, he channeled his zhenqi and unleashed a palm strike towards Qin Feng's back, swift as a bolt of lightning.

The man's zhenqi was exceptionally pure, a clear sign he was a mid-tier fighter at Body Tempering level 6.

His strike was merciless and sly, and if it landed, Qin Feng would be seriously injured.

"Hmph!" Qin Feng let out a contemptuous snort and suddenly sprang into action.

A terrifying aura quickly gathered within him, so powerful it seemed it could obliterate everything in its path, crushing all life beneath the heavens, unstoppable.

"What!? Is that the essence of the Sword Dao?"

Qin Yuan, a swordsman himself, recognized the subtleties of the Sword Dao. Yet, mastering Sword Intent was exceedingly difficult!

Decades of his own sword training hadn't even brought him close to the threshold, and now Qin Feng, this young upstart, had achieved it?

Qin Yuan's pupils constricted sharply, his gaze fixed on Qin Feng with a mix of shock and disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that such an insignificant figure could possess such monstrous talent.

That was Sword Intent!

Qin Feng's prowess had completely surpassed his wildest expectations.

In an instant, the man who had ambushed Qin Feng coughed up a torrent of blood and slumped to the ground, his body going limp.

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