Chapter Seventy-Four: Qin the Invincible!

"Attack!"
Qian Yungao bellowed, charging forward and thrusting his long halberd at Qin Feng.
"Finish Qin Feng, or we’ll be the ones to die."
"Kill!"
Zhao Weichuan, Zhao Hongzhong, and Zhao Taotu roared, unleashing all their strength as they swung their weapons and lunged at Qin Feng.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The guards of the Zhao family, along with the thirty sentinels led by Qian Yungao, attacked Qin Feng in unison.
"Ha!"
Qin Feng shouted fiercely, swinging his twin hammers madly and forming an impenetrable defense as he moved swiftly toward Qian Yungao, Zhao Weichuan, Zhao Hongzhong, and Zhao Taotu.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Qian Yungao, Zhao Weichuan, Zhao Hongzhong, Zhao Taotu, and the others struck at Qin Feng, their weapons crashing down upon the Thunderstrike Hammer.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"The pain is unbearable!"
Many martial cultivators were hurled away by the immense force carried by the Thunderstrike Hammer, some having their arms torn from their shoulders, shrieking in agony.
Thirteen sentinels lost their combat ability in the collision.
"Spurt."
"Spurt."
Qian Yungao, Zhao Weichuan, Zhao Hongzhong, and Zhao Taotu groaned, blood spraying from their mouths as they staggered backward.
"Crash."
Unable to withstand the simultaneous assault from four generals and dozens of sentinels, Qin Feng’s Thunderstrike Hammer shattered into two pieces.
The violent impact and residual force made Qin Feng’s body tremble, blood spewing from his mouth as his flesh ruptured, staining the ground.
"He’s hurting too—finish him off!"
Seeing blood pouring from Qin Feng’s mouth and his body torn, Qian Yungao’s lips curled into a wide smile as he rushed at Qin Feng again.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Zhao Weichuan, Zhao Hongzhong, Zhao Taotu, and the other sentinels once more charged at Qin Feng.
"Come!"
Qin Feng roared, gripping the Thunderstrike Hammer with one hand and smashing forward; anyone struck by the hammer was hurled away.

"Crash."
"Crash."
"Crash."
Qian Yungao, Zhao Weichuan, Zhao Hongzhong, Zhao Taotu, and a host of martial cultivators were sent flying, blood raining through the sky.
"Spurt."
Qian Yungao was hurled into the air, his long halberd snapped, the bones in his arm shattered, blood streaming from his mouth.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Zhao Weichuan was thrown over ten meters, landing on one knee and coughing violently, blood pouring out.
"Hmph."
Zhao Hongzhong and Zhao Taotu collapsed, struggling to rise but unable, their combat ability utterly lost.
Only three sentinels remained barely able to fight; the rest were either dead or their bones shattered by the impact, incapable of any resistance.
"Crash."
Qin Feng’s last remaining Thunderstrike Hammer was shaken apart by the immense force, splitting into four pieces and falling to the ground.
"This..."
"The carnage is unimaginable."
"Four generals and dozens of sentinels—most have been slain by General Qin; two generals are completely incapacitated, nearly dead."
"General Qin’s strength is unmatched among his peers—he is truly invincible."
"Invincible Qin? Such a bold name, yet it perfectly reflects General Qin’s unrivaled power."
The surrounding martial cultivators watched the battle in awe, fear, reverence, and shock as they gazed upon Qin Feng’s silhouette.
If Qin Feng survives this battle, he will command respect throughout the entire Yuntian Prefecture.
His fame may even surpass that of Lord Zuo Taoming, the prefect, for it is earned through sheer force.
"Is that all?"
"I haven’t even exerted myself, and you’re already spent?"
Qin Feng discarded the handle of his broken Thunderstrike Hammer and strode toward Qian Yungao and Zhao Weichuan.
"I don’t believe you can still fight!"
Qian Yungao panted heavily, watching Qin Feng approach. He scanned Qin Feng’s body—the injuries on Qin Feng were worse than any of theirs.
Especially the wounds on his arms: torn muscles, deep grooves, exposing the white bones beneath.
Qian Yungao grinned viciously, roaring as he charged with two broken halberds, the jagged blades thrusting violently at Qin Feng’s chest.
"Crash."
Qin Feng caught the broken halberds firmly in both hands and drove his knee upward, smashing directly into Qian Yungao’s chest.
"Ugh!"
Qian Yungao screamed; his chest bones snapped, his organs pulverized by the tremendous force.
"Crash."

Qin Feng tossed Qian Yungao to the ground, stamping his foot on Qian Yungao’s head and grinding it into the earth.
"Now it’s your turn!"
Qin Feng smiled coldly at Zhao Weichuan, unleashing his full strength as his body blurred, lunging at Zhao Weichuan.
"Kill!"
Zhao Weichuan saw only fleeting shadows, unable to track Qin Feng’s movements. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he slashed his long blade, a flurry of flashing arcs enveloping him.
"Clang!"
Qin Feng met Zhao Weichuan’s blade with his palm, the impact ringing like steel on steel.
Wearing his Dark Yin gloves, Qin Feng’s hand caught Zhao Weichuan’s slash without a scratch.
"Crash."
Qin Feng seized the blade from Zhao Weichuan’s grasp and, with a swift motion, sliced at him.
"Crash."
Zhao Weichuan’s stunned expression hadn’t faded before his body was cleaved in two, blood spraying everywhere and staining the earth red.
"Master!"
"Master!"
Zhao Hongzhong and Zhao Taotu saw Zhao Weichuan bisected by Qin Feng; they struggled to rise, but their injuries were too severe and their bodies utterly spent.
"Take the elders away!"
"Brothers, the Zhao family has treated us well—it’s time to repay our debt!"
The other martial cultivators of the Zhao family came to their senses, roaring as they charged at Qin Feng, weapons in hand.
More than ten martial cultivators hurriedly carried Zhao Hongzhong and Zhao Taotu away.
"Those who block me die!"
Seeing Zhao Hongzhong and Zhao Taotu about to be rescued, Qin Feng’s murderous intent surged; his fists smashed through the martial cultivators in front, obliterating them.
As for the sentinels and energy-level cultivators, their attacks left no mark on Qin Feng.
"Die!"
In less than half a minute, Qin Feng slaughtered over two hundred martial cultivators. He leapt high, landing directly on Zhao Hongzhong’s body.
"Boom!"
With a tremendous blow, Qin Feng exploded Zhao Hongzhong’s body; the eight men carrying him were thrown aside, their organs shattered, dying instantly.
Qin Feng advanced rapidly toward Zhao Taotu, his fists sweeping aside all enemies, effortlessly blasting Zhao Taotu’s body apart and finishing him off.
"Kill!"
After dispatching Zhao Hongzhong and Zhao Taotu, Qin Feng wasted no time, swiftly slaughtering the remaining martial cultivators.