Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1318 - 1417: Declaration of Defeat

The concealed might within the boxing form persisted, leaving Xie Xuan wounded. Yet, Xie Xuan’s divine power proved insufficient.

"Bang!"

With a forceful impact, Xie Xuan was repeatedly pushed back. Ultimately, he dropped to a knee, his face a flush of red and his mouth brimming with blood.

"Last time I sparred, I thought this sword was quite impressive. If you no longer have use for it, simply hand it over to me." Qin Feng’s gaze lingered on the blade in his hand as he spoke with a grin.

Xie Xuan’s demeanor shifted drastically. Wiping the blood from his lips was an afterthought as he swiftly lowered his head. Indeed, his cherished longsword had been pilfered by this impudent rogue.

In his past martial practice, he had frequently wielded this sword. His father had spared no expense to acquire this exquisite weapon. However, after cultivating the Voodoo body, Xie Xuan had increasingly favored the Voodoo Claw techniques, and consequently, the sword had remained unused for a considerable period.

Nevertheless, for a warrior, having their weapon taken was tantamount to conceding defeat!

From the other side, Xie Xuan knelt on the ground, spitting blood, his weapon now in the possession of his adversary. At this juncture, the disciples of the Xifu Sect watching from the periphery began to shift their perspective.

For the past two days, they had observed Xie Xuan’s exponential growth in power and were unnerved by the formidable Voodoo Sect physique. However, they had not anticipated that despite Xie Xuan’s augmented physical prowess, he would be utterly outmatched. While Xie Xuan had lost an arm, Qin Feng, despite sustaining a similar injury and concurrently protecting someone, displayed combat effectiveness that not only surpassed the impact on Xie Xuan but was arguably undiminished.

This implied that even with both arms intact, Xie Xuan was presently no match for Qin Feng!

The West Gate disciples, who had initially held unwavering confidence, started to feel a tremor of unease.

"You curs, what are you waiting for? Slay him, I command you to kill him!!"

Feeling utterly outmatched by Qin Feng, Xie Xuan bellowed at those surrounding him.

"Do you even know the way to the cinema, you mother...?"

Xie Xuan’s furious command left the West Law Sect disciples momentarily stunned. Before Qin Feng's strength reached its current terrifying level, they had been capable of fighting him together. Now, with his increased might, was there any hope of victory even if they united their forces?

Yet, confronted by the wrath of their junior sect leader, the Xifu Sect disciples hesitated for a moment. Exchanging glances, they finally roared and charged towards Qin Feng, swords glinting.

"Today, my sole target is Xie Xuan. Any among you who dares to interfere will face my wrath. Do not blame me for showing no mercy!"

Qin Feng’s voice boomed as he observed the dozen or so Xifu Sect disciples advancing.

This utterance served as both a warning and an intimidation.

Without Lan Yueliang present, Qin Feng would have felt no need to issue such a warning.

"Hmph, why court your own demise!"

Qin Feng shook his head, echoing Shao Yilong’s perceived maxim!

"Die!"

A Xifu Sect disciple lunged first, thrusting his sword towards Qin Feng.

With remarkable speed and precision, Qin Feng sidestepped the blade flawlessly. Simultaneously, the longsword he held seemed to materialize instantly.

"Gasp!"

The sword flashed, and a crimson line appeared on the Xifu Sect disciple’s neck. Qin Feng’s attention immediately shifted away from the fallen foe.

"If I wield this blade, will you stand any chance of survival?"

A chilling intent to kill radiated from Qin Feng’s cold gaze. He was acutely aware that the weapons wielded by these Xifu Sect disciples were poisoned. Even a minor graze, let alone a strike to a vital area, could prove fatal. Therefore, his only recourse to ensure his own survival was to eliminate his opponents swiftly!

This inherent danger posed by their poisoned blades was his primary concern regarding these adversaries. Otherwise, facing any number of ordinary cultivators at the Virtual Meta stage would not instill such apprehension.

Sword shadows rained down like a tempest. Facing the onslaught of over ten Xifu Sect disciples, the sky filled with their sword lights was completely parried. Occasionally, a longsword was drawn from its sheath with the clear intent to kill.

With each swing of Qin Feng’s sword, those less skilled were unable to perceive the movements, and defeat was swiftly sealed.

The ethereal essence of the sword rain was more than sufficient to deflect countless assaults.

Within mere breaths, four Xifu Sect disciples lay dead, their lives extinguished.

Faced with Qin Feng’s overwhelming power, the remaining Xifu Sect disciples recoiled in shock.

They had initially believed Qin Feng’s mastery of boxing was his ultimate skill, decimating Xie Xuan. However, they were now astounded to find his swordsmanship even more formidable.

"Who dares to retreat? I will strike them down this instant!"

Witnessing the terror-stricken Xifu family disciples, Xie Xuan roared, channeling all his remaining strength and charging back towards Qin Feng.

He understood that while others might have the option to flee, Qin Feng would never permit his escape. Thus, his only path to survival lay in compelling his subordinates to fight with their last breath!

"Bring it on!"

With Xie Xian of the True Essence Four Level joining the encirclement, the pressure on Qin Feng immediately intensified. Yet, paradoxically, this pressure ignited Qin Feng's battle spirit to its fullest.

Wielding his long sword, Qin Feng's combat prowess surged, far exceeding his capabilities without a weapon, even without employing the Qin Xin sword code.

Facing the combined assault of dozens of experts from the Virtual Meta realm, Qin Feng's swordsmanship, under the sword's brilliant radiance, grew even more formidable, striking down and even killing foes from the Western Regions.

"Young sect head, his sword is becoming more and more terrifying. We should flee!"

A disciple from the Xifu Sect, his face flushed, spoke these words. Before he could finish, the flash of a sword left a shadow on his forehead before vanishing, leaving him no chance to escape.

Xie Xuan's expression turned cold.

His waist had also been slashed by Qin Feng's sword. He, Xie Xuan, was the only one still standing among them! Others had fallen to a single sword strike! What was even more despairing for Xie Xuan was that, from the beginning to the end, they hadn't even managed to wound Qin Feng!

"You can't kill this scoundrel! You absolutely cannot kill him!" Xie Xuan panicked. His sole desire now was not to defeat Qin Feng, but to escape.

"I've already critically wounded him. He's bound to die. Let's go!" Suddenly, Xie Xuan bellowed.

Hearing Xie Xuan's frantic roar, the remaining ten Xifu Sect disciples felt a surge of adrenaline. Mustering their last vestiges of courage, they charged at Qin Feng.

However, just as these ten individuals committed to their desperate attack, Xie Xuan abruptly broke free from the battle formation and fled towards Canghong City without a backward glance.

"Die!"

Qin Feng's primary target was Xie Xuan. Therefore, the instant Xie Xuan turned tail, Qin Feng unleashed his killing move. The spiritual power within his body surged into his sword, and a flash of cold light erupted, felling four Xifu Sect disciples with a single strike.

In the momentary opening this created, Qin Feng moved with lightning speed, pursuing Xie Xuan.

Yet, despite the swiftness of his Void Shadow movement, burdened by carrying Lan Yueliang, Qin Feng's speed was not significantly faster than Xie Xuan's. In fact, the distance between them began to widen.

"Once the sword is drawn, everyone should flee," Lan Yueliang, who had remained silent in Qin Feng's embrace, finally spoke.

"Hm?" Qin Feng turned his head. He observed that the remaining Xifu Sect disciples, realizing they had been abandoned as cannon fodder by Xie Xuan, ceased their pursuit and instead veered off in a different direction. At this moment, they were likely cursing Xie Xuan's treachery and selfishness.

"Wait here for me!"

Uttering this command, almost as soon as Lan Yue was gently placed down, Qin Feng's speed dramatically increased as if an invisible weight had been lifted.

"If you dare to kill me, my father will never let you go!"

"Then let him come. I'll be waiting!"

"My father is a Zhenyuan Level 6 master, and there are over twenty other masters beyond the True Essence Level. Have you truly considered the repercussions of killing me?"

Xie Xuan was making his final, desperate threats, but the gap between them had narrowed to a mere ten meters.

"It's not too late to kill you now!"

Qin Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed, then blazed with pure, piercing light. The long sword in his hand, imbued with the power of wind and thunder, carved a luminous trail through the air.

From ten meters away, a beam of sword light suddenly pierced through. Xie Xuan, a master of the True Essence Four Level, didn't even have time to react before he was impaled by the combined red and blue sword light.

Indeed, the Zhenyuan Level 4 cultivation was no match for Qin Feng, even without employing his unique ultimate skills.

With Xie Xuan successfully dealt with, Qin Feng returned to Lan Yueliang's side.