There is no way to retreat.
Qin Feng stopped.
Standing in front of the statues of the Clear Sky Sect's past patriarchs.
He looked around at the Clear Sky Sect disciples who were holding hammers and with red eyes.
His eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water. There was no pity or anger.
There is only indifference to the weak.
"People arrived quite well."
Qin Feng Put his hands back into his pockets.
The sound was not loud, but it rang clearly in everyone's ears.
"Now that we're all here."
"Then I'll send you all on your way together."
"Sending you all on your way together."
Qin Feng just finished speaking.
The elderly deacon's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and his throat roared like a wounded beast.
"Fight him! Clear Sky Sect Only ghosts can die standing up, not cowards who can live on their knees!"
The elder deacon was the first to attack. The Seventh Soul Ring light on his body was shining brightly, and the water tank-sized Clear Sky Hammer, with the momentum of Thunderbolt, went straight to Qin Feng's face and smashed it.
Two seriously injured deacons followed closely behind. Three huge Clear Sky Hammers were in the shape of a cross, sealing off the space for Qin Feng to escape.
Hundreds of disciples in the square also erupted into deafening shouts of killing.
Countless Clear Sky Hammers were raised high, and the colorful Soul Power lights illuminated the snowy night sky as bright as day. All the attacks were like heavy rain, hitting the figure in the center.
Qin Feng has no intention of avoiding it at all.
He didn't even take out his left hand from his pocket.
He took half a step back with his right leg, and his spine made a crackling sound like a firecracker.
The qi and blood in the body are roaring like a flood bursting from a dam.
Qin Feng faced the three huge Martial Soul Avatar that came down, raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and punched upwards normally.
There are no fancy tricks, just a combination of pure muscle strength and speed.
The violent friction between the fist and the air produced a circle of white air waves visible to the naked eye.
"Boom!"
The fists of the first Clear Sky Hammer and Qin Feng collided together.
The elderly deacon only felt a sharp pain in his hands, and the tiger's mouth exploded instantly. The proud Martial Soul Avatar, the moment it came into contact with that fist, it was like fragile glass touching a hammer.
The huge hammer head began to shatter from the bottom, and the cracks quickly spread to the entire hammer body like a spider web.
Immediately afterwards, the entire Clear Sky Hammer exploded into fragments in mid-air.
Qin Feng's punch did not weaken at all. He punched the older deacon's chest against the broken Martial Soul residue.
"Pfft."
A big hole burst open in the old deacon's back. The broken heart and lung fragments were mixed with blood and sprayed on the stone floor behind him. Before he could even scream, the body flew out like a torn sack, breaking a stone pillar more than ten meters away.
The Clear Sky Hammer of the other two deacons also hit Qin Feng on the shoulders at the same time.
The force that was enough to smash a hill only caused a few tears in Qin Feng's clothes at the shoulders.
Qin Feng The layer of faint red blood on the body is like an indestructible armor.
The huge force of the shock caused the two deacons to break both arms, and the bone stubble directly pierced the skin and was exposed.
Qin Feng slapped him out with his backhand.
The back of his hand hit the head of the deacon on the left. The head was like a watermelon falling from a height, exploding on the spot. The headless body still ran forward two steps under the inertia before falling to the ground.
The deacon on the right was frightened and turned around to run away.
Qin Feng picked up a fist-sized granite fragment on the ground with his toes, exerted force on his knees, and kicked the fragment with a powerful and heavy volley.
The stone roared out at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, directly penetrated the back of the deacon's heart, passed through the front of the chest, and nailed him to the statue of the previous sect leaders in the distance without losing force.
This series of actions happened in a flash of lightning.
Three Soul Saint level deacons were all killed in less than three breaths.
The attack of hundreds of disciples fell at this time.
Qin Feng turned around, looked at the disciples who were still wielding hammers with frightened faces, and laughed loudly.
His legs bent sharply, and then jumped straight into the air like springs.
The body was raised to a position of tens of meters, Qin Feng was on his head and feet, his right leg was straight like a battle axe, and he slashed towards the place where the crowd was the densest.
"Boom!"
The tomahawk-like right leg hit the hard granite square.
The earth trembled.
A violent and unparalleled shock wave centered on the impact point and spread crazily in a circular shape in all directions.
The dozens of disciples who were closest didn't even have time to react, and their internal organs were shattered by this overwhelming force. Their bodies were thrown in all directions like fallen leaves in the strong wind.
Although the disciples on the periphery were not shocked to death on the spot, they were all knocked to the ground. The Clear Sky Hammer in their hands fell out one after another, and the sound of broken bones echoed in the square.
With just one blow, the siege of hundreds of people was broken.
Qin Feng landed on the ground and walked step by step towards the survivors wailing on the ground.
The unilateral slaughter officially begins.
Qin Feng didn't use any large-scale moves, he just walked over and punched, kicked, or kneeled.
Every time you take action, a life will be taken away.
A burly man struggled to get up, holding a hammer and trying to hit Qin Feng on the back of the head. Without looking back, Qin Feng kicked him backwards, hitting the strong man in the abdomen. The strong man's spine was broken on the spot, and his whole body was folded into a terrifying shape. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and he twitched twice before he stopped moving.
The two young disciples were so frightened that they dropped their weapons and crawled towards the depths of the sect. Qin Feng picked up two crossbow arrows on the ground and threw them like javelins. The crossbow arrows accurately penetrated the backs of the two men's heads and pinned them to the steps.
Screams, begging for mercy, and the sound of broken bones intertwined into an elegy from hell.
Warm blood gathered into streams and flowed on the uneven square. The originally white snow was dyed a dazzling dark red.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which even the howling night wind could not disperse.
It only took one stick of incense.
There is no longer a Clear Sky Sect disciple standing in the square.
Hundreds of corpses lay scattered in a pool of blood. Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere. It was extremely tragic.
Qin Feng stood among the bones, breathing steadily and not even a drop of sweat. Except for some dust and damage, the gown on his body was not stained with any blood.
He raised his head and glanced at the tall buildings behind the square.
There is the core area of the Clear Sky Sect, the main hall of the sect, the elders' pavilion, and the living area of the direct disciples.
Qin Feng took a step forward, stepped over the corpses on the ground, stepped on the blood-stained stone steps, and walked up.
The door of the main hall was blocked from the inside.
Qin Feng raised his right leg and kicked the heavy solid wood door.
The door and the door frame exploded inward. The wooden blocks flew into the hall like shotguns, smashing the heads of several servants hiding behind the door and causing them to faint on the spot.
Qin Feng walked into the main hall.
Deep in the hall, dozens of older women and children were huddled in the corner, shivering. Seeing Qin Feng come in, several women screamed in terror.
Qin Feng walked to the thick load-bearing pillar in the center of the hall that required several people to hug it.
He didn't even look at the person in the corner.
He raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, and punched the load-bearing column.
The hard golden nanmu load-bearing pillar made a painful cracking sound, and a huge gap was forcibly opened in the middle.
Qin Feng followed up with a whip kick.
The load-bearing column is broken.
The entire hall lost its support, the beams on the roof began to shake wildly, and a large number of tiles and dust fell down.
"Run!" Someone shouted from the corner.
The crowd was like an exploding pot, running out frantically.
Qin Feng did not stop them, turned around and walked out of the hall.
As soon as the front foot stepped out of the threshold, a huge roar came from behind. The sect master's hall, which was dozens of meters high, collapsed suddenly, raising dust all over the sky. Those who had no time to escape were all buried under the ruins.
Qin Feng Follow the road inside the sect, destroying everything along the way.
Elder's Pavilion, Law Enforcement Hall, and Armory.
In every building, Qin Feng only uses one punch or one kick to destroy the load-bearing structure. He does not deliberately kill or retain those hiding in the building. Whether they can escape before the building collapses depends entirely on their own destiny.
The people who ran out ran desperately in the snow, and were soon frozen to death by the extremely cold temperatures in the mountains. Without shelter, food, and cold-warming clothing, there was only a dead end waiting for them in the deep mountains and old forests at extremely high altitudes.
Half an hour later.
The entire Clear Sky Sect building complex turned into flat ground.
There were fallen stones and wood everywhere. Some wood fell on the unextinguished torches, igniting a raging fire. The fire illuminated half of the sky in red.
Qin Feng walked to the statues of past patriarchs.
These huge stone statues carved from a single piece of granite had survived the battle just now.
Qin Feng looked at the statue in the middle. The person on the statue was holding Clear Sky Hammer, his eyes wide open, looking mighty and domineering. That was the statue of Tang Chen.
Qin Feng sneered.
He raised his right leg and kicked it on the base of the statue.
The huge statue weighing dozens of tons collapsed and fell to the hard stone floor, falling into pieces. The head of the Tang Chen statue just rolled to Qin Feng's feet. Qin Feng trampled it into powder with one kick.
After doing all this, Qin Feng walked to a relatively clean large stone at the edge of the square and sat down.
Turning his wrist, the bronze Diary appeared out of thin air in his palm.
The black carbon pen was held in his hand.
He turned a new page and began to record the final results of the night.
[Clear Sky Sect is gone.]
[I killed them all. I smashed all the hundreds of people with hammers in the square.]
[No special moves were used, just ordinary fists and kicks. These disciples of the so-called No. 1 sect in the world have such poor physical fitness that they can't even withstand a punch from me.]
[After beating them, I demolished all their houses.]
[The main hall of the sect master and the pavilion of the elders are now a pile of broken bricks and rubble. A fire was also set off.]
[This place will be a mass grave from now on.]
[I just walked around in the back and found some fresh zipline traces on the cliff side of the back mountain.]
[It seems that there were a few clever ones who slipped away from the back while I was killing people in front.]
[If you run away, just run away. Although it is a good habit to remove weeds and roots, leaving a few small miscellaneous fish occasionally can add some fun to boring days.]
[I want to see what other reinforcements they can bring in.]
[After working hard all night, I'm a little hungry. I'll go back to Heaven Dou City later and find a place to have a good meal.]
After writing the last sentence, Qin Feng closed Diary.
Diary turned into little golden lights and dissipated in the air.
Qin Feng stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked down the mountain leisurely along the way he came. The firelight behind him stretched his shadow extremely long.
At the same time.
Over Heaven Dou City.
The huge golden light curtain shone again.
The latest diary contents emerge line by line.
The entire Message Board exploded instantly. The barrage scrolled at a dizzying speed.
[Fox Is Most Pure]: The family was really wiped out! Brother Qin Feng killed the first sect in the world in one night! This was too fast! Even the house was demolished. This is the real uprooting!
[Pope]: Kill decisively and without mercy. This is the true style of a strong man. Clear Sky Sect has been domineering for so many years, and this day should have come a long time ago. Qin Feng did it happily.
[Little Witch]: I knew it! If Brother Qin Feng said he would send them on their way, he would never stay until tomorrow! Hundreds of people were all crushed by Brother Qin Feng. Brother Qin Feng is so handsome!
[My Cat Is White and Big]: Ordinary fists and kicks killed hundreds of elite disciples. You can feel the sense of oppression just by reading the words in the diary. Clear Sky Hammer was no different from paper in front of Qin Feng's fists.
[Poison Fairy]: Hahaha! So happy! So happy! Tang Hao was deposed, Tang Xiao was killed, and now even the old nest has been taken away. Clear Sky Sect has been removed from the mainland.
[Want Sweet Love]: Brother Qin Feng must be very tired now. After fighting all night, he is even hungry. I really want to cook him a sumptuous meal to reward him!
[Shui Yue'er]: Don't be crazy, people upstairs. Qin Feng killed so many people in a row, the scene must be a river of blood. But I like it, this is a real man!
[I Have No Mother]: The people of the Clear Sky Sect brought it all upon themselves. If they had not provoked Qin Feng first, and even tried to plot with the Breaking Clan's poison, they would not have ended up exterminated. This is called self-inflicted evil, and you will not survive.
Heaven Dou City. Moonlight Pavilion.
In the boudoir on the top floor.
Tang Yuehua sat on the floor dully.
The candles on the table had been extinguished. The cold wind from the window blew in, blowing the hem of her skirt.
She looked at the curtain of light in the night sky.
The tears have dried up. My eyes are so dry that they hurt.
"All dead..."
Tang Yuehua muttered to himself. His voice was hoarse like sandpaper being rubbed.
The steward has just released the carrier pigeon.
But the destruction of the Clear Sky Sect was already announced on the light curtain.
Even the houses were demolished to the ground.
No matter how fast the homing pigeon flies, it can't be faster than Qin Feng kills people.
The Moonlight Pavilion she painstakingly managed, the aristocratic etiquette she was proud of, and the Beauty Trap she carefully planned.
In the face of absolute power, everything is a joke.
If she hadn't asked Zhu Zhuyun to test Qin Feng.
If she hadn't suggested spreading rumors, she would have united the four sects to set up an ambush at Sunset Slope.
The sect may still be able to survive in the mountains for a few more years.
It was she who personally led the murderer to the Clear Sky Sect's doorstep.
Extreme regret gnawed at her heart like a poisonous snake.