Chapter Forty-Eight: Slaying the Guardian-Level Powerhouse!

"Governor Qin, what is the meaning of this?" Zhao Hong waved his hand slightly behind him. The elders of the Zhao family, standing at his back, understood the signal and quickly retreated, ready to execute Chen Xuanhao, Mr. Liu, and Xuan Youming.

"Stop!" Qin Feng saw the martial artists behind Zhao Hong move, and he roared furiously, striding forward.

"Governor Qin, I have already shown you respect. Do not go too far." Zhao Hong raised his long blade horizontally, blocking Qin Feng's path. His eyes flashed with cold intent as he spoke in a deep voice.

He was determined to kill Chen Xuanhao; the matter of the millennium elixir was of great importance and could not be exposed.

"Anyone who blocks me shall die!" Qin Feng strode forward, swinging his Fangtian Halberd at Zhao Hong with overwhelming force.

"Rumor has it that Governor Qin has reached the late stage of the Guardian realm. Today, let me see if the rumors are true!" Zhao Hong gripped his long blade tightly with both hands and swept it horizontally to meet Qin Feng's halberd.

His expression was grave; he feared Qin Feng's strength, yet he did not flinch. He had been at the Guardian realm for many years. Even if Qin Feng was at the late stage, he could still put up a fight.

Bang.

Qin Feng unleashed his power, striking down with the Fangtian Halberd in a blow that far exceeded twelve thousand catties of force, smashing against the long blade.

"Not good!" Zhao Hong felt the terrifying strength transmitted through the blade. It trembled violently; his palm split open under the pressure. Unable to withstand the ferocious force, the blade flew from his grasp.

Boom.

The Fangtian Halberd, driven by Qin Feng's relentless strength, continued its arc toward Zhao Hong.

Crack.

Before Zhao Hong could retreat, the halberd slammed onto his shoulder, the sound of bones breaking echoing through the air.

Bang.

Zhao Hong tried to resist, but the halberd pressed him to the ground with another savage blow.

"Die." Qin Feng thrust the Fangtian Halberd directly through Zhao Hong's body.

Bang.

Zhao Hong's face was filled with terror as he sensed the presence of death. He reacted quickly, rolling to the side just in time to evade Qin Feng's attack.

"Kill!" Qin Feng, undeterred by the missed strike, advanced without hesitation, swinging his halberd at Zhao Hong's waist.

Bang.

Zhao Hong had barely escaped a fatal blow and hadn't caught his breath when another deadly attack came upon him. He exerted all his strength, rolling aside once more.

Crack.

Yet Zhao Hong's movements had slowed. He failed to fully evade, and the Fangtian Halberd struck his calf. The sound of bone breaking rang out; his leg was shattered.

"Qin Feng, do you truly wish to annihilate me?" Zhao Hong's face twisted in agony. Seeing Qin Feng attack again, his expression turned fearful and desperate as he pleaded, "I promise to spare Xuanhai Martial Pavilion. Let me leave."

"I have wounded you. You will surely bear a grudge. To prevent future retaliation, I must kill you!" Qin Feng gave Zhao Hong no respite, swinging the halberd with brutal force.

Boom!

Boom!

After exchanging a single blow, Zhao Hong realized he was no match for Qin Feng. He dared not meet the attacks head-on, desperately dodging.

Some of the Zhao family members who stood in the way were struck by the halberd, their bodies shredded to pieces, reduced to lumps of flesh.

Spurt.

Zhao Hong was vastly inferior to Qin Feng. To have evaded five attacks was pure luck. On the sixth, the halberd struck his waist, shattering his spine, and blood sprayed from his mouth.

"Qin Feng, do not kill me, I have—"

Zhao Hong, now bereft of his former dignity and in utter misery, hurried to speak as Qin Feng closed in, intending to bargain his life with the millennium elixir.

Bang.

But Zhao Hong misjudged Qin Feng's speed. Before he could finish, the halberd smashed into his chest.

The power within Qin Feng was immense. Even a Guardian-level martial artist could not withstand such a blow. Zhao Hong's chest collapsed, bones shattered, his organs destroyed, life ebbing away.

Spurt.

Blood gushed from Zhao Hong's mouth. His expression was one of despair, his eyes filled with hatred as he glared at Qin Feng.

"I, Zhao Hong, have trained in martial arts for forty-five years, achieved the Guardian realm, and was revered by thousands!"

"I was fortunate enough to obtain the millennium elixir, with hopes of breaking through to Commander, but fate is not with me, fate is not with me!"

"The millennium elixir is here, let it be taken by one destined!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Zhao Hong pulled the millennium elixir from his robes and threw it out of the Xuanhai Martial Pavilion, laughing loudly and casting Qin Feng a mocking look before his body stiffened and he died.

"Millennium elixir?" Qin Feng's eyes lit up. He immediately chased after the brocade box thrown by Zhao Hong, smashing through all walls in his path.

"What millennium elixir?"

"The Zhao family actually possesses the millennium elixir?"

"I think it’s not the Zhao family, but the Xuanhai Martial Pavilion that has the elixir. No wonder the Zhao family targeted them."

Among the crowd, many martial artists were concealed. Hearing the shouts from inside the pavilion, they suddenly understood.

Bang.

Something was thrown from within the Xuanhai Martial Pavilion and hit the ground. The brocade box broke open and a fragrant elixir rolled out.

"Millennium elixir?"

The martial artists, seeing the dropped elixir and recalling descriptions they had heard, instantly recognized it as the millennium elixir. Greed flashed in their eyes.

"The millennium elixir is mine!"

An elder at the Dark Force level was closest. He rushed toward the elixir.

"Run!"

He snatched the millennium elixir, his qi and blood surging, speed at its peak, fleeing into the distance.

"After him!"

"Don't let him escape!"

The other martial artists reacted, chasing after the elder.

"Die!"

Qin Feng burst out of the Xuanhai Martial Pavilion just in time to see the elder taking the elixir. He roared in fury, hurling his Fangtian Halberd.

Boom!

The halberd struck the elder’s chest, its immense power carrying him twenty meters before nailing him to the ground.

"Out of my way!"

Qin Feng charged forward, knocking aside anyone who blocked him, swiftly reaching the halberd’s location.

"This belongs to me, Qin! If you don't want to die, get out of my sight!" Qin Feng quickly tucked the millennium elixir into his robes, grasped his halberd, and swept his gaze around, shouting angrily.

"That’s Governor Qin, who slew Ye Qinglong!"

"A Guardian-level powerhouse!"

Among the martial artists, some recognized Qin Feng and immediately shouted his identity.

Instantly, the crowd’s expressions changed. They quickly retreated, looking at Qin Feng with respect and awe.

They coveted the millennium elixir, but to snatch it from a Guardian was beyond their reach. The greed in their eyes gradually faded.