C50 Kill!!
"This guy was just a pushover, someone everyone thought they could step on. How on earth did he get so powerful?"
"Qin Feng's talents were never anything special, and he didn't have a wealth of resources to cultivate with. How has his strength become so terrifying?"
"Look at that Sword Qi—it's almost solidifying. There are hardly a handful of people in all of Tiangang City with such might!"
"Could he have really come across some great opportunity?"
"We have to report this back as soon as possible. Damn it, we've been hidden within the Qin family for so long and had no inkling of this! The Family Head will surely reprimand us for being in the dark."
The four figures conversed cautiously, their eyes betraying flickers of fear now and then.
Qin Feng gradually ceased his movements. He positioned his sword horizontally before him, forcefully exhaling a breath, yet his brow bore not a single bead of sweat.
"The Seven Extinctions God Killing Sword Technique—I've at last conquered the seventh strike!"
"Grasping Sword Intent has certainly made mastering the sword techniques much more effective, yet perfecting this seventh strike still demanded a considerable amount of time! It's without a doubt the most formidable technique in the Seven Extinctions God Killing Sword Technique."
Qin Feng judged that he had barely managed to learn it. To truly master and internalize it, he would need to dedicate a few more days to practice.
The power of this sword technique, however, was truly formidable.
Once he deployed the seventh strike, he felt assured that he could exchange blows with a True Spirit Stage warrior, even without the aid of the Primordial True Dragon Technique.
"It's no surprise it's ranked among the most powerful martial skills—it really is extraordinary!"
Qin Feng gently stroked his long sword, his voice calm and measured. Suddenly, his gaze darted to a particular spot.
"What's your take on it?"
In a flash, Qin Feng executed a sword strike, his Sword Qi streaking through the air like lightning, rapidly targeting a location within the forest.
The Sword Qi exploded, shattering all obstructions. Trees were splintered, and a thick haze of dust rose into the air.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by a pitiful cry, three figures sprang up in an instant, appearing from the midst of the dust cloud.
And behind them, one individual was split in half, their agonized howls trailing off as they collapsed.
"Damn, he's onto us! Run!"
The three of them didn't dare look back, hearts racing and chilled with terror, as they made a break for it.
"Mystic Trace Movement Technique!"
"Cloudswarm Steps!"
"Swift Wind!"
Shouting their techniques, they surged forward, racing into the distance.
"Trying to escape without my permission?"
Qin Feng let out a cold chuckle as he vanished from sight.
Phantom Steps!
In the cloak of night, Qin Feng moved like a ghost, his speed so fast it was almost demonic.
With a flash of Sword-light, one was cut down by his Sword Qi.
Two more slashes of Sword Qi followed, striking the others and sending them tumbling to the ground.
"Please, spare us!"
Facing the formidable Qin Feng, the two survivors trembled violently, their faces a mask of barely concealed horror, completely taken aback by his incredible speed.
"Those techniques, those Martial Skills, they don't belong to the Qin family, do they?"
Qin Feng frowned, his cold gaze sweeping over the two men.
As the Young Lord of the Qin family, he had committed to memory every Martial Skill in the family's armory.
"Tell me who you are and why you've come to the Qin family. Do that, and I'll ensure your deaths are quick."
With his sword in hand, Qin Feng stood beneath the moon, an image of a peerless sword immortal, his presence extraordinary.
"Qin Feng, we'll never tell you anything!"
Without hesitation, Qin Feng released a burst of Sword Qi, brutally killing the man and leaving his body gruesomely dismembered.
"Ah!"
The last man, witnessing his comrade's fate, let out a terrified scream, nearly losing control of his bladder.
"If you don't speak now, you'll find me heartless!"
Qin Feng's icy stare fixed on the last man, his tone calm but utterly emotionless.
"Alright, I'll tell you!"
The man's face was ashen, his body not only ravaged by the Sword Qi but also by the fear of Qin Feng's merciless methods.