"With just you guys?" Shen Xingyue snorted coldly.
So what if they were the prodigals of the Mysterious Flame Sect? In front of her Ice Phoenix Divine Soul, they were just a bunch of clay chickens and pottery dogs.
"Ice River Valley's Shen Xingyue, Young Martial Uncle specifically told us not to show mercy when we meet you!" Zhou Delin pinched the Fire Talisman in his hand.
The Fire Talisman burned in the air, and a fireball whizzed past. The expressions of the people of the Ice River Valley changed drastically.
The Fire Talisman was the Fire Talisman of the Mysterious Flame Sect. This was a unique talisman of the Mysterious Flame Sect!
Shen Xingyue also had a solemn expression. The Ice Phoenix Divine Soul let out a long cry, and cold air gushed out. The fireball gradually lost its temperature under the seal of the cold air. In the end, it was frozen by the cold air.
"Junior Sister Shen, well done!"
The disciples of the Ice River Valley couldn't help but cheer for Shen Xingyue. A fifth-grade Divine Soul was so domineering.
Zhou Delin chuckled. "Everyone says that the Ice River Valley has accepted an amazing disciple who has awakened a fifth-grade Ice Phoenix Divine Soul. Today, I see that she's just so-so!"
Shen Xingyue sneered. "The grandson of the Mysterious Flame Sect's Zhou Huai is just so-so."
Zhou Delin took out a Fire Talisman from his bosom. "Don't be so full of yourself. Your Ice Phoenix Divine Soul is indeed strong, but in order to freeze my Fire Talisman, you must have consumed a lot of your Divine Soul power. I wonder how many Fire Talismans you can freeze?"
"Hehe, we have plenty of Fire Talismans!" Kong Batou chuckled. This group of prodigals actually had a Fire Talisman each.
The smile on Shen Xingyue's face disappeared. She looked at this group of prodigals in disbelief. How could they have so many Fire Talismans on them?
"I'm in a hurry!" Qin Feng frowned. A group of martial artists in heavy armor had already surrounded him.
"Sky Water Qin Family, Qin Feng. Am I right?" Qin Xie walked over slowly.
"Who are you?" Qin Feng snorted.
"I, I am Qin Xie of the Imperial Capital. I am the head of the Qin Family and your master!" Qin Xie chuckled.
Qin Feng glanced at Qin Xie. "If you have something to say, then say it!"
"How dare you, you dare to speak to Young Master like this. You are just a mere branch of the Qin family, you have committed a heinous crime!" The Qin guards berated loudly.
"Sigh, it's pardonable that a commoner from a remote village doesn't understand etiquette. Now, kneel down and swear allegiance to me, and I can let you enter the Qin Clan's genealogy!" Qin Xie said.
Qin Feng slapped his forehead. The more critical the situation was, the more idiots would appear.
"I don't care about the Qin Clan's genealogy. Is that all? Get out of my way!" Qin Feng snorted.
"The main family has the right to deal with the branch family. Even if I kill you here, you won't be able to say anything. The branch family should obey the main family unconditionally!" Qin Xie snorted coldly.
"Get lost!" Qin Feng had lost his patience.
"Since you don't want face, then die. Kill him and take all his storage treasures." Qin Xie snorted coldly.
Qin Feng laughed. At the end of the day, this Qin Xie was only interested in his storage treasures.
It was rare to see a martial artist like Qin Feng who had so many storage treasures hanging around his waist. Under normal circumstances, martial artists wouldn't carry so many storage treasures.
However, this was a secret realm, and Qin Feng was the first martial artist to enter this secret realm. Naturally, he would have a lot of treasures in this secret realm.
From the start, Qin Xie was greedy for Qin Feng's treasures. He wanted to use the authority of the main family to force Qin Feng to submit. In the end, Qin Feng didn't buy it, so he could only resort to snatching.
The eighteen Qin Clan guards were invincible in this secret realm. How could Qin Feng, who was only at the second level of the Giant Strength Realm, be a match for the eighteen Qin Clan guards?
Qin Feng jumped out of the encirclement of the Qin Clan guards. Flames erupted from his palms as he quickly flew into the distance.
"Chase!
He won't be able to escape! "Qin Xie snorted.
"Ah …!"
"Save me …"
"What kind of monster is this …"
Suddenly, miserable cries of martial artists could be heard from afar. Qin Feng's heart sank. That stalk of Corpse Soul Grass had indeed started to take action.
Zhou Delin and the rest were also looking at the slaughtered martial artists in front of them in horror. When they were facing off against the Ice River Valley, the martial artists rushed towards the stalk of Corpse Soul Grass. In the end, this group of martial artists was easily killed by that nameless martial artist.
"How is this possible?"
Zhou Delin was shocked. There was no lack of ninth level Giant Strength Realm martial artists among those martial artists. However, all of them were killed in an instant.
"Who exactly is that guy?" Kong Batou shrunk his neck.
"Be careful!" Zhou Delin exclaimed.
That nameless martial artist moved. He was bathed in blood as he rushed over like a ray of blood light.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Zhou Delin didn't hesitate to throw out the Fire Talisman in his hand. A fireball smashed down.
Boom!
Sparks flew everywhere. The Horned Dragon Shadow Sword in the nameless martial artist's hand easily slashed apart the fireball.
Zhou Delin and the rest couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. How could this guy be so strong?
Swoosh!
The nameless martial artist waved the Horned Dragon Shadow Sword in his hand, and more than ten sword shadows fell.
"It's a third-grade Divine Soul Horned Dragon Shadow Sword. Don't get hit by the sword shadows!" Zhou Delin reminded loudly.
Although this group of people was a spoiled brat, they weren't trash. They cultivated every day in the Xuanhuo Sect. Otherwise, they wouldn't have reached the eighth or ninth level of the Giant Strength Realm at the age of eleven or twelve.
Even without the Fire Talisman, this group of spoiled brats' strength was extremely outstanding!
"Divine Soul!"
The nameless martial artist roared and pounced towards Shen Xingyue. He could feel Shen Xingyue's powerful divine soul. A fifth-grade Divine Soul was excellent nourishment.
"He didn't attack us. What should we do?" Kong Batou asked.
"Let's go. What does that woman's life have to do with us?" Zhou Delin rolled his eyes.
At a glance, they knew that this monster wasn't to be trifled with. Since his target wasn't them, they couldn't be bothered to get involved.
Shen Xingyue snorted softly. Although her cultivation wasn't as high as Zhou Delin's, she had awakened a fifth-grade Ice Phoenix Divine Soul. Her strength might not be lower than Zhou Delin's. She might even be stronger than him.
"Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Shen Xingyue flicked her slender fingers. The cold air condensed into ice, and an icicle shot out.
Ding ding ding!
The nameless martial artist waved the Horned Dragon Shadow Sword. The moment he blocked the icicle, a sword shadow flew out.
Shen Xingyue stomped her right foot, and an ice wall rose from the ground. The sword shadow hit the ice wall. Although it penetrated the ice wall, it was powerless to go any further!
Shen Xingyue smiled proudly. No matter how strong a third-grade Divine Soul was, it was still a third-grade Divine Soul. Under the suppression of her fifth-grade Divine Soul, there was nothing to be afraid of.
"As expected of Junior Sister Shen!" The Ice River Valley's disciple praised her again.
However, before Shen Xingyue could be proud for long, the nameless martial artist broke the ice wall and rushed towards Shen Xingyue.
Shen Xingyue clenched her fist, and the cold air condensed into ice. An ice sword appeared in her hand.
"Snowy World!" Shen Xingyue's sword technique was exquisite. It actually blocked the nameless martial artist's quick attack.
Although the third-grade Horned Dragon Shadow Sword could form a sword shadow every time it was waved, these sword shadows were suppressed by Shen Xingyue's cold air.
A fifth-grade Divine Soul had a great suppression against a third-grade Divine Soul. In addition, Shen Xingyue had a spirit weapon like the Ice Soul, so she could control the cold air more easily. She actually blocked the nameless martial artist with her own strength.
The Ice River Valley's disciple looked at Shen Xingyue's agile figure. Every step she took was accompanied by ice and snow. Coupled with Shen Xingyue's outstanding appearance, she was like a fairy in the snow.
"Junior Sister Shen's talent can be called monstrous. She has only joined our Ice River Valley for half a month, yet she has cultivated the Snow Plum Sword Technique to such a level. Even if I cultivate the Snowy World for another ten years, I may not be able to achieve such power!"
"Junior Sister Shen is the true disciple of Elder Yin Wuliang. How can people like you compare to her?"
The nameless martial artist took a step back, held the sword with both hands, and waved it forcefully. Suddenly, there were many sword shadows.
Shen Xingyue was shocked. She hurriedly changed her move. The ice sword in her hand revolved to block the sword shadows.
Bang!
Dozens of sword shadows hit the ice sword in Shen Xingyue's hand in a row. The ice sword shattered, and the sword shadows passed through her body.
Puff!
Bright red blood spurted out. Shen Xingyue fell like a kite with a broken string.
This change was too fast. Shen Xingyue, who was originally evenly matched, was defeated in a single move!
"Junior Sister Shen!"
The Ice River Valley's disciple was shocked. However, it was too late. The nameless martial artist was already very close. The horned dragon shadow sword in his hand pierced toward Shen Xingyue's delicate body.
Shen Xingyue was disheartened. Was she going to die? She still had a lot of things to do. She still had to avenge her elder brother. She still had to kill that damned Qin Feng!
However, everything was over. She was going to die soon!
"Divine Soul!"
The nameless martial artist roared. His scarlet eyes revealed an infinite desire. He longed for a fifth-grade Divine Soul.
Bang!
A whip kick fell from the sky and swept the nameless martial artist's head with great force. The nameless martial artist's body was kicked more than a hundred feet away. His body rolled on the ground for more than ten times before he could barely stabilize his body.
Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he made it in time. However, this guy was obviously stronger than the last time they fought. After taking his whip kick head-on, the nameless martial artist was actually unscathed.
One had to know that Qin Feng's strength was 50,000 jin. If he kicked the head with all his strength, even if it was a ninth stage Giant Power Realm expert, his head would most likely explode. However, this monster was completely fine.
This martial artist's body had been eroded by the Corpse Soul Grass. Under the nourishment of the Corpse Soul Grass, his body had become incomparably tough. Ordinary attacks couldn't hurt him at all.
"It's you!" Shen Xingyue couldn't believe her eyes. The person who saved her life was the person she hated the most.
"Don't get me wrong. I just don't want you to die in the hands of this guy. Run now. This monster is not something you can deal with!" Qin Feng snorted coldly.
He didn't want to save this vicious woman, but there was no other way. If the Corpse Soul Grass plundered Shen Xingyue's Divine Soul, then things would be really bad. Even Qin Feng wasn't confident that he could defeat the Corpse Soul Grass.
Although Shen Xingyue deserved to die, she couldn't die at this time. Even if he was unwilling, he could only save Shen Xingyue first.
"Bastard, who do you think you are? Even if I, Shen Xingyue, die, I don't need you to save me!"
"Pfft!"
The furious Shen Xingyue tore the wound on her body and spat out a mouthful of blood!
She would rather die than be saved by Qin Feng. This would only make her feel endless humiliation!
"Unreasonable!"
Qin Feng curled his lips and ignored Shen Xingyue. Now, he had to deal with the monster in front of him with all his strength.