Shrunk into inches.
The hard rocks beneath his feet shattered into powder under the pedaling.
A village built halfway up the mountain appeared ahead.
This is the outermost stronghold of the Clear Sky Sect.
A tall wooden fence was erected outside the village, and several watchtowers were lit with torches.
Several peripheral disciples wearing heavy cotton-padded jackets were patrolling the tower with crossbows in hand.
The heavy snow blocked my view. I didn't notice the approaching figure.
Qin Feng walked to the wooden fence. There was no pause.
He raised his leg and kicked it casually on the fence made of thick logs.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise.
The wooden fence dozens of meters long exploded instantly.
Thick sawdust swept towards the village like shotgun blasts.
The watchtower was hit by sawdust and broke in half.
The patrolling disciples above didn't even have time to scream, before they were penetrated by sawdust and smashed into the snow along with the collapsed tower.
The huge movement instantly woke up the entire village.
The doors of each wooden house were kicked open.
Dozens of strong men with yellow and purple Spirit Ring lights rushed out carrying large hammers.
"Enemy attack!"
"Who dares to invade Clear Sky Sect's territory!"
A middle-aged man who seemed to be the head of the group yelled, and three Spirit Ring lights up on his body.
Holding a hammer and a dozen disciples, they rushed towards the smoke and dust at the gap in the fence.
The smoke and dust dispersed.
Qin Feng put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the pile of debris.
He didn't even look at the Soul Master rushing over.
"Go away."
Qin Feng moved his lips slightly and spit out two words.
At the same time, he did not pull out his right hand from his pocket, but just pushed it outward with his elbow through his clothes.
An extremely violent air cannon was generated out of thin air.
The air cannon turned into a transparent ripple visible to the naked eye in mid-air, and crashed into the crowd with overwhelming force.
The middle-aged leader who bore the brunt of the attack had just raised the hammer above his head.
Hit head-on by air cannon.
The hammer Martial Soul exploded instantly. The entire chest sank directly in a burst of intensive bone cracking sounds.
The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood and his body flew backwards like a cannonball.
He bumped into the other two disciples behind him.
The three people rolled into a ball, crashed through the wall of a wooden house, and were buried underneath by the collapsed roof. There was no more movement.
The remaining dozens of disciples were blown away by the aftermath of the air cannon.
They fell to the ground in pieces in the snow, wailing all over the field.
Some had broken legs, some had broken arms. No one could stand up.
Qin Feng ignored the injured on the ground.
He took a step forward and walked straight through the stone road in the middle of the village.
Passing through the village, the terrain becomes steeper.
The mountain road has disappeared. It has been replaced by smooth and steep rock walls.
Qin Feng It's like walking on flat ground. With your toes on the rock wall, your whole body rises straight up into the sky.
Half an hour later.
Standing on the edge of a cliff.
Ahead is a huge, bottomless chasm.
Two steep peaks face each other hundreds of meters apart.
Below the natural moat, there is rolling thick fog and howling wind. If you throw a stone, you won't even hear an echo.
The two peaks were originally connected by several thick iron cables.
But at this moment, there were only a few broken iron piles left on the edge of the cliff.
Thick iron cables hundreds of meters long hang down from the bottom of the cliff, swinging back and forth in the wind, making a harsh metal friction sound.
On the opposite mountain peak.
A majestic stone archway stood in the night.
Three big characters are engraved on the archway: Clear Sky Sect.
Behind the archway, flames shot into the sky.
The alarm that the outer stronghold was breached had already reached here.
Hundreds of the Clear Sky Sect disciples wearing gray attire, holding Clear Sky Hammer, were densely arrayed on the huge stone square behind the archway.
The leaders were three older deacons.
There are seven Spirit Rings shining on his body. He is the only Soul Saint level strong person left in the sect.
The three deacons stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at Qin Feng opposite.
The night wind made the gown rustle.
"Is he that Qin Feng?"
"Where are the sect masters and elders? How did he find this place!"
One of the deacons clenched the hammer in his hand, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"No matter what happened to the sect master and the others, since he is here, he will not stop fighting!" Another deacon gritted his teeth and said, "Fortunately, we cut off the iron cable in advance. This chasm is three hundred meters wide. The strong wind below is fierce. Without flying Soul Skill, he will have no way to fly!"
"Fire arrows! Shoot him off the cliff with a repeating crossbow!"
Following the deacon's order.
In the square opposite, dozens of disciples specifically responsible for Hidden Weapon launched a row of heavy repeating crossbows.
The arm-thick stainless steel crossbow was aimed at Qin Feng on the other side of the cliff.
"Let it go!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
A dense sound of breaking through the air sounded.
Dozens of fine steel crossbow arrows penetrated the wind and snow, covering the ground with strong penetrating power.
Qin Feng stands on the edge of the cliff.
Look at the roaring crossbow arrows.
Yawned.
He took his right hand out of his trouser pocket and slapped it in the air in front of him.
Just a slap.
The air ahead is compressed into a solid wall of air.
Dozens of fine steel crossbow arrows hit the wall of air.
It makes a dense "ding-dong" sound.
The arrowhead instantly shattered. The thick arrow shaft broke off inch by inch and turned into a pile of scrap metal and fell into the abyss.
The three deacons on the cliff opposite were stunned.
No need to use Martial Soul to crush the heavy steel crossbow from a distance. What kind of monster method is this?
"Keep cumming! Don't stop! I don't believe he can't run out of Soul Power!" the deacon yelled at the top of his lungs.
Qin Feng Put your hands down.
Looking at the huge archway with "Clear Sky Sect" written three hundred meters away.
"You broke the bridge and you think you can stop me?"
Qin Feng shook his head.
took a step back.
The right knee is slightly bent.
All the muscles in his body were tensed to the extreme at this moment. The strong energy and blood in his body began to surge crazily.
The sound of the beating heart is like the beating of a war drum, overwhelming the sound of the wind on the cliff.
"Click."
Qin Feng The granite floor beneath his feet could not withstand the pressure generated by the accumulated strength of his thigh muscles.
It cracked directly and opened countless wrist-thick cracks.
The entire edge of the cliff was shaking violently.
The three deacons on the opposite side saw this scene and their eyelids jumped wildly.
"What is he going to do?"
"Is he crazy? This is three hundred meters away from the opposite side! Does he want to jump over?"
The deacon's words had not yet finished.
Qin Feng moved.
"Boom!"
There was an earth-shaking loud noise.
The cliff with a radius of more than ten meters under the feet was directly pushed down.
Huge rocks weighing hundreds of tons carried the soil and fell into the abyss.
With this violent reaction force.
Qin Feng's entire body turned into a red afterimage, like a discharged cannonball, shooting straight into the sky.
The air was suddenly blown away in front of me.
A white sonic boom cloud formed.
Qin Feng draws a parabola in mid-air.
Braving the howling wind, they crossed an abyss of three hundred meters.
The speed was so fast that the Clear Sky Sect disciple opposite didn't even have time to blink.
I saw the red afterimage rapidly enlarging in front of my eyes.
"Spread out! Quickly spread out!"
The deacon yelled sternly.
It's too late.
Qin Feng was like a meteorite falling from the sky, hitting the stone steps in front of the Clear Sky Sect mountain gate.
"Boom--!"
The sky shook and the earth shook.
A crater with a diameter of more than ten meters was dug out of the solid granite steps.
The violent shock wave stuck to the ground and swept around in a circular pattern.
The disciple who was pushing Lian Nu was thrown into the air along with the crossbow.
The blood spurted out wildly and hit the stone pillar behind. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead.
The three Soul Saint level deacons reacted fastest and held Clear Sky Hammer across their chests to resist the impact.
But he was still shaken and slid back more than ten meters, his arms were numb, and his blood was surging.
Smoke and dust are everywhere.
Rubbles flew across the square like bullets.
Qin Feng stood up from the pit.
I patted the dust on my clothes.
He raised his head and glanced at the sect archway in front of him, which was more than 20 meters high and carved from a single huge stone.
"Clear Sky Sect." Qin Feng read the words above.
He turned his head and looked at the hundreds of shocked disciples in the square.
"This is your home base, right?"
The three deacons swallowed.
Looking at Qin Feng is like looking at a demon crawling out of hell.
Jump three hundred meters.
The square in front of the mountain gate was smashed without any damage.
This is simply not something humans can do.
"Your Excellency, you are Qin Feng?"
The eldest deacon stepped forward bravely. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was trembling.
"Where are our sect master and five elders? What did you do to them?"
Qin Feng looked at him.
"He's dead. His head was crushed by my foot. The body is at Sunset Slope. It's probably cool now."
Qin Feng said it very casually. It was as bland as saying that I had a bowl of noodles tonight.
But when it fell into the ears of hundreds of the Clear Sky Sect disciples in the square, it was like thunder in the sky.
"Impossible!"
"You're talking nonsense! The sect leader is invincible! The five elders are Titled Douluo! How could you possibly kill them!"
"When Great Sumeru Hammer Formation comes out, no one below the god level can defeat it! You are bluffing here!"
A roar erupted from the group of disciples.
No one wants to believe this fact.
Qin Feng is too lazy to explain.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at the huge stone gate archway again.
"Since you are so reluctant to leave them, then go down and accompany them."
Walk towards the archway.
"Stop him! Form a formation! For the glory of the sect!"
The older deacon yelled.
The Seventh Soul Ring on his body suddenly shone.
"Martial Soul Avatar!"
The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand instantly expanded to the size of a water tank, and with an indomitable momentum, he hit Qin Feng on the back.
At the same time, two other deacons also released Martial Soul Avatar.
Three huge Clear Sky Hammers were in the shape of a "F", blocking all escape routes.
Hundreds of disciples in the square raised their hammers at the same time, releasing their strongest Soul Skill.
The hammer shadows all over the sky and the colorful Soul Power light illuminate the dark night like day.
The center of all attacks was focused on that small figure.
Qin Feng There is no looking back.
He didn't even stop for a moment.
Just walking so casually.
Three huge Clear Sky Hammers of Martial Soul Avatar level hit him with a harsh wind howl.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
Three deafening sounds of gold and iron echoed through the sky.
Fire Spark splashes.
Qin Feng's body didn't even sway.
The surface of the clothes is covered with a very light red blood.
Those three Clear Sky Hammers, which were powerful enough to crack mountains and crack rocks, hit this layer of blood energy and were forcefully bounced away.
The huge repulsive force is transmitted back along the hammer handle.
The three deacons only felt that their hands were torn apart and blood was flowing rapidly.
Clear Sky Hammer flew out and broke the stone pillar next to it.
"This... how is this possible..."
The elderly deacon looked at his bloody hands, his eyes widened and his voice trembled.
Not even the defense was broken!
This is a full blow from Martial Soul Avatar at the Soul Saint level.
After hitting this man, he couldn't even make him stop.
Immediately afterwards.
Attacks from hundreds of disciples also fell around.
The sound of explosions continued.
The smoke and dust completely engulfed the figure of Qin Feng.
The bombing lasted for half a minute.
The disciples' Soul Power was almost exhausted, and the attacks gradually stopped.
A deep crater was blown into the square.
"Is he dead..." a disciple asked while breathing heavily.
A cold wind blew by.
The smoke and dust dispersed.
Qin Feng still stood in place with his hands in his pockets.
Not even a hair is out of place.
He raised his head and looked at the huge archway.
"An eyesore."
Withdraw your right hand.
Make a fist.
Without any extra movement of the body, he simply punched the stone archway that was more than 20 meters high.
There is no use of Qi and blood. There is no Soul Power fluctuation.
Kinetic energy generated by pure muscle force and skeletal transfer.
The fist hit the air, triggering a series of deafening sonic booms.
A transparent fist seal hit the thick stone pillar of the archway with a devastating force.
"Boom - boom!"
Several people hugged the thick granite pillar. Under this punch, it was as fragile as tofu.
The huge archway broke in the middle amidst the explosion.
A huge plaque with the three characters "Clear Sky Sect" engraved on it fell from mid-air.
It fell to the stone floor and broke into countless stones.
Rubbles all over the sky hit the square like a meteor shower.
Dozens of disciples who were unable to dodge were directly smashed into pulp by boulders.
Screams, wails, and the roar of falling rocks were intertwined.
Smoke and dust filled the air.
Qin Feng stepped on the gravel on the ground and walked past the remains of the plaque that read "Clear Sky Sect".
Stepped inside the mountain gate of the Clear Sky Sect.
The huge movement alarmed everyone deep inside the sect.
Doors opened one after another.
Whether it was the family members of the elders who were in retreat or the old, weak, women and children who were in charge of logistics, they all flocked around the square.
There are thousands of people.
The entire inner square was surrounded by water.
The snow is still falling.
Hundreds of torches were lit in the square. The firelight illuminated the surrounding buildings.
Everyone was staring at the young man who walked out of the ruins.
Fear, anger, despair, various emotions spread among the crowd.
The three deacons who were knocked away helped each other get up from the ground and stood in the front.
They were seriously injured, but their eyes still burned with the fire of death.
"Array up!"
The elderly deacon spat out a mouthful of bloody spit and roared at the top of his lungs.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"
Hundreds of the Clear Sky Sect disciples who were still capable of fighting summoned Clear Sky Hammer again.
It was completely dark. The hammer was pointed forward.
Even though he knew he was defeated, even though he knew that the sect master and the elders might have encountered something unexpected.
But this is home. It is the last dignity of the first sect in the world.