"What exactly are you trying to do, brat?"
An elder suddenly shouted a stern question.
After Qin Shaofeng had overturned their understanding of several Eighth-tier Saint Star Position experts and someone capable of holding back a Ninth-tier Saint Star Position expert,
facing the terrifying Qin Shaofeng and Ximen Kuang, who had suddenly appeared to block their escape route, they all lost the ability to think at that moment.
They could not flee.
They could not fight.
They were clearly outside Divine Weapon City, yet they were still being suppressed to such an extent.
Just how insane were these people?
Under all that fear and worry, the moment that man asked his question, everyone turned to look.
Since they were doomed to be captured sooner or later, they at least had to die knowing why, didn't they?
"What I intend to do is not for you to decide. Once your Pavilion Master arrives, I will naturally discuss it with him in detail."
"Now! Anyone among Divine Weapon Pavilion's upper ranks, step forward. I will give you only three breaths. If no one steps out after three breaths, then don't blame me if I accidentally kill the wrong person."
Qin Shaofeng's voice was exceedingly cold.
The moment those words were spoken, everyone became terrified once more.
He would kill.
There was no need for him to say more about that. They had already witnessed it with their own eyes.
Moreover, with the Pavilion Master's son being the first to surrender, their psychological defenses quickly began to crumble.
"I-I am the Seventh Elder."
After a fierce struggle within himself, one man spoke in a weak voice.
Qin Shaofeng immediately broke into a smile. "That's more like it. Come, go stand by your young master."
Even the Seventh Elder had surrendered.
Everyone's hearts trembled