"Die for me!" Qin Feng roared, dragging the bronze cauldron as he rushed forward with an Overlord's Charge. The huge bronze cauldron was like a thunderbolt, its huge force heavily injuring a late-stage Second Firmament martial artist.
Wiping the blood stains on his face, Qin Feng skillfully searched the body of the martial artist with broken bones.
Near this martial artist, there were several other martial artists who were either seriously injured or unconscious.
In order to break through, he had already encountered four or five search teams like this in just a short two to four hours. Most of them were led by late-stage Second Firmament martial artists, while the rest were accompanied by elites of the First Firmament. There were also some guards who had not yet entered the door of martial arts. Each team had about seven or eight people.
The more powerful ones had ten people, while the less powerful ones had five or six people.
In a short period of time, he had attacked five squads one after another. At least ten warriors of the Second Celestial Layer of the Martial Path had been injured by him. And he was unscathed.
That's right, only injured but not dead! This was where Qin Feng was ruthless. Most of the martial artists who were hit by the bronze cauldron had their bones broken. Even if they survived, they would be crippled and lose the ability to fight back.
If he killed them directly, it would definitely anger the rest of the Qin family, making them united against a common enemy. But if he only seriously injured them, it would make the Qin family fearful.
After suffering such serious injuries, they naturally needed to heal and settle down. This was not a small burden for the Qin family. If he killed them directly, then the Qin family's burden would be much lighter. At most, they would just have to pay the settling down fee and be done with it.
And it would also deter the martial artists who were chasing him!
But after fighting for so long, although he was not injured, he could not help but feel a trace of fatigue. But looking at the harvest, Qin Feng could not help but reveal a trace of a smile.
After a few attacks, the scattered silver he collected formed a big bag, and there were also a few yellow ingots of gold. In addition, there were a total of two secret manuals, one of which was a mid-stage Human Martial Level saber technique, and one of which was a low-stage Human Martial Level sword technique.
He also found two bottles of pills, both of which were low-grade Bone Tempering Pills.
Bone-tempering pills were divided into three grades. The higher the quality, the less impurities it contained. These two bottles of Bone Tempering Pills were Low-Grade Bone Tempering Pills. Such Low-Grade Bone Tempering Pills contained a lot of impurities. Most direct disciples disdained to consume them because consuming Low-Grade Bone Tempering Pills would have a great impact on their future cultivation. It could even shackle their own potential.
Only some martial artists who knew their potential was limited would give up on it and swallow this kind of pill in order to increase their cultivation as quickly as possible in exchange for glory and wealth.
Although Qin Feng didn't like these two bottles, he didn't throw them away.
Seeing that there was no profit to be gained, Qin Feng didn't care about the wailing of the few unlucky fellows on the ground. Without delay, he picked up the bundle, put the secret manuals and pills into his bosom, and disappeared with the bronze cauldron in his hand.
He had already gotten used to killing people and robbing them.
On top of a relatively high hill, there was a campsite that stretched for several hundred meters. Under the dusk, martial artists with profound auras walked in and out of the campsite.
In the campsite, there was a warm fire. The bonfires were burning fiercely, and the fire illuminated the darkness. The martial artists looked sad and worried.
In one of the most luxurious tents, the fire was bright, and the people in the tent looked gloomy.
At this moment, a man in a tight suit was reporting in a low voice. "Elders, Young Master, so far, there are nearly ten missing search teams, including those who are seriously injured!"
On the main seat, Qin Fang's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping water. For the first time, he felt a little headache. He had to admit that things were somewhat out of his control. First, his subordinate reported that Qin Feng's personal maid was missing, and then the search teams were in trouble.
What hurt him the most was the loss of nearly ten search teams. This was nearly one-twentieth of the Qin Family's strength. Even if they encountered fierce bandits who robbed the city, they didn't suffer a big loss.
He rubbed his throbbing temples and asked faintly. "Do you have any clues about who did it?"
The man in a tight suit hesitated for a moment and said. "That person didn't hide his identity. According to several seriously injured martial artists, that person seems to be … the Ninth Young Master!"
"What Ninth Young Master? How could he injure so many people? Are you sure? "Qin Muhan, who was sitting at the bottom, stood up in surprise.
The man with a black face wiped the sweat on his forehead and said. "It's absolutely true. Several martial artists at the late stage of the Second Sky of Martial Path are certain that the Ninth Young Master did it. His weapon is a bronze cauldron that weighs more than a thousand pounds. He smashed them into serious injuries as soon as he came, but he didn't kill them! He only robbed them! "
"That's impossible. Using a cauldron that weighs more than a thousand pounds as a weapon? Isn't this trash only at the First Sky of Martial Path? How could he have such great strength!" Qin Muyun cried out in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief.
"This is indeed incredible. As everyone knows, he has been wandering in the First Sky of Martial Path for nearly ten years. It's not difficult to lift a cauldron that weighs more than a thousand pounds. Some gifted martial artists at the late stage of the Second Sky of Martial Path can barely lift it. However, to be able to use such a cauldron as a weapon, I'm afraid that ordinary martial artists at the Third Sky of Martial Path can't do it!" A gloomy voice analyzed.
This person was wearing a tall hat and a gray feather coat. There was a trace of coldness on his face. He was Qin Muhan, who had always looked down on Qin Feng.
The two of them could be said to have a great hatred of life and death. Qin Feng was beaten up by him and his men. That was why he died and allowed Old Demon Qin to take over his body.
The person who was most annoyed and infuriated was none other than Qin Muhan.
"That is to say, this kid has reached the Third Sky of Martial Path in just one night!" Qin Shu, who was sitting on the left, sighed thoughtfully as his eyes flashed.
"Damn it, this guy really doesn't care about the interests of the family and embezzles the treasures!" With a bang, Qin Muyun slammed the table in front of him into pieces. His eyes were red with jealousy and his face was a little distorted.
Most of the Young Masters present were unable to calm down. They were unwilling, resentful, jealous, and murderous.
But most of them were greedy and fiery. Now, in their eyes, Qin Feng was simply a fat sheep. Although Qin Feng showed that his cultivation was at the Third Sky of Martial Path, in their eyes, it just proved that he must have obtained a great opportunity.
If they could seize this opportunity, wouldn't their cultivation be improved by leaps and bounds? Wouldn't they be able to suppress all the competitors present?
"Cough cough …" Behind Qin Fang, a hunchbacked old man coughed dryly and walked out. He was hunchbacked and dressed in black. Under the candlelight, he looked extremely inconspicuous. However, as soon as he appeared, many Young Masters couldn't help but change their expressions. They forcibly restrained the greed and fiery passion in their eyes.
This hunchbacked old man was called Qin Zhong. He was the personal old servant of the current head of the family, Qin Qingshan. Although he was hunchbacked, his cultivation was unfathomable. In the past, he and Qin Qingshan went through wind and rain. Qin Qingshan was able to reach this step today and become the head of the Qin family because of his contribution.
These years of self-cultivation, he followed behind Qin Fang. No one knew how strong he was. Although he was only a housekeeper, no matter which Young Master of the Qin family saw him, they had to respectfully call him Grandpa.
"Young Masters, I have something to say. I wonder if you would like to hear it!"
"Grandpa Zhong, please speak!" Qin Shu quickly stood up and said with a respectful face. He was the eldest among all the brothers. Although everyone knew that he was not the next popular successor of the family head, he was still the eldest brother of all the Young Masters present in name.
The hunchbacked old man nodded. Under the light of the fire, his walnut-like old face had a gentle expression. He said faintly. "The Ninth Young Master is extremely selfish. He did not care about the interests of the family. It is certain that he has embezzled the family's treasures to fill his own pockets. Moreover, he is vicious and merciless. He has injured the family's elites and is lawless. This man is so cruel and ruthless. It is a disaster for the Qin family. More importantly, he is carrying the treasures of the Qin family. It is urgent to get the treasures back! "
"I hope that all the Young Masters will put the interests of the family first and work together to capture this unfilial son of the family. If any of the Young Masters can capture this unfilial son, I will definitely report to the head of the family and help him!"
The people below were immediately tempted. Qin Shu had the most stable temperament. He pondered for a moment and asked. "But Qin Feng is now a lone wolf. Now that his cultivation has improved greatly, he is vicious and merciless, and he is extremely cunning. I am afraid that it will be difficult for anyone to catch him in the forest!"
The hunchbacked old man raised his head and looked at Qin Shu strangely. With just a glance, Qin Shu suddenly felt his muscles stiffen. A sense of terror rose from his heart. What a terrifying gaze.
Qin Shu's back was covered with a layer of white sweat. His cultivation was at the Middle-stage of the Third Heaven of Martial Arts. He could not even bear a glance from the hunchbacked old man.
The hunchbacked old man's eyes were cold. He would only show a kind expression when he was facing Qin Fang.
"Young Master, you don't have to worry about this. I have brought a team of elites from the Law Enforcement Hall. Each of them has a cultivation above the Fourth Heaven of Martial Arts. It is more than enough to capture a little guy at the Third Heaven of Martial Arts!"
After finishing his words, he clapped his hands. A team of warriors with profound aura walked in from outside the tent. Each of them was above 30 years old. They were dressed in tight clothes and looked indifferent. Their bodies exuded a palpitating sense of oppression. Each of them had a cultivation above the Fourth Heaven of Martial Arts. The two men in green who were leading the team even had a cultivation of the Fifth Heaven of Martial Arts!
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