Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1657 - 1756: Without Any Warning

"Hahaha, what’s up with me today? So many wonderful blessings. These four. These four." The heavily scarred person across, with a grimace on his face, said, "Damn, what are you still doing? Men are killed, and those who have seen it give a declaration to the family’s upper echelons. It’s hard not to be promoted."

Upon hearing Scarface’s command, the ten or so people chasing him immediately dispersed, drew sharp weapons from their waists, and clutching them with weak spiritual power, they stared fiercely at Qin Feng.

Watching the dozen or so people rush forward intent on killing, Qin Feng’s face was expressionless. He walked forward slowly, his scarred face calmly said, "Kneel now, or I can only kill that fool!"

However, those warned like this by Qin Feng shouldn’t listen at all but should charge forward simultaneously instead.

"I’m going to die!" Qin Feng shook his head slightly, then directly waved his hand. Suddenly, a dozen beams of divine power shot out from this hand.

Pow! Pow! Pow!

Just at the moment the dozen divine powers appeared, only the sound of a series of explosions was heard. The bodies of the ten people killed by Qin Feng suddenly froze. In no time, those cultivators who couldn’t fly below suddenly appeared without any warning.

At this time, the servants howling below suddenly fell silent, everyone opened their eyes wide. Watching blood rain fly everywhere, some people blinked. When they opened them again, they only saw bloody rain mixed with flesh.

This strange scene made the lackeys feel cold in their hearts, even though the sun was scorching in the sky. Cold sweat was still sliding down foreheads uncontrollably.

The scarred, aggressive-looking man at this moment opened his mouth as wide as a duck egg, and fear filled his eyes. After a while, he came back to his senses, retreated quickly, stumbled, fell to the ground, and said in terror, "What do you want to do?"

With just a random gesture, the dozen real Origin Well people will be killed, directly blown up. Even a fool would know how far the newcomer’s power has reached.

Accompanied by the horrendous sound of the scarred man, this pair of men and women also returned to God’s side from shock, and looking at the black-clad man in front of them, a hint of joy gradually surfaced in their eyes. Unexpectedly, this young man actually possessed such terrifying power. It seems they are saved.

Qin Feng’s eyes were indifferent towards the scarred man stumbling back, his hands slowly lifting. He also aimed from afar. It was another beam of energy, suddenly shooting out from his fingers.

Pow!

The speed was too fast to avoid. Another dull sound. The scarred man’s face didn’t even show any expression, and his entire body was directly broken.

Watching the scarred man also transform into blood rain, the lackeys below couldn’t help but gasp coldly, gaze at Qin Feng in terror, yet couldn’t help but retreat a few steps. Looking at that expression, they also understood that this young man is not one to be trifled with, but truly has the power and qualification to look down on ordinary experts.

At this moment, it was unclear who started to howl and suddenly turned to flee. In no time, a large group of small lackeys wanted to run back as well. Qin Feng wouldn’t bother to tangle with these people. He just turned to look at the pair of men and women.

The man and woman looked at Qin Feng in fear, but the man reacted quickly. He immediately pulled the woman to kneel and said, "Thank you for saving us."

Qin Feng waved it off casually, "Passing by, I wasted some spiritual power. No need to worry."

Looking at Qin Feng’s indifferent expression, the young man had a face full of struggle. He immediately hesitated for a moment, firmly bit his teeth, and directly knelt down and pleaded, "Trouble is brewing for my faction. Now many disciples like us are being scattered and killed. This family has many seniors besieged. I beg you to help me. I am willing to work like a bull, like a horse for you!"

Qin Feng not only frowned but also pondered. Want to intervene again in his own business? The world is so chaotic. Robbing treasures and women is too common. You don’t want to worry, but the more you do, the more you find you can’t control it, too much. If you must manage everything personally, even if you’re too busy, you can’t handle even a thousandth of it. The real way to solve all of this is to establish a great power, strictly limit your disciples, then let your disciples rule the world and make it great. This is Star Heaven Sect’s future goal.

Qin Feng looked again at that man and woman. "Get up and talk. What is Jiuluo Sect’s strength?"

Hearing this, the young man quickly got up and said, "Jiuluo Sect has a Supreme Patriarch. He has just broken through to the second level of Polar Environment in recent years. Such a strong person can be ranked among the top in the Blood Horse Realm. I don’t know if you can contend with him. If only he can be stopped, our Xuan Sect’s other experts fear nothing from Jiuluo Sect. However, there seems to be an elder around Zuo Quan. I don’t know how strong that elder is in crisis, nor can I see him. However, in the Blood Horse border region, experts shouldn’t be more than Zuo Qiu."

The young man wouldn’t necessarily look at Qin Feng. Jingjing is also Jingjing’s second level. Such a strong man is teaching at Hema. But outside Hema, there are not that many. The young man in front obviously isn’t old. He might find dealing with Zuo Qiu mysterious.

"Jingjing second floor? Also unwounded by the gun." Qin Feng pondered slightly, smiled, and said, "Take me to your home."

Hema territory is in the far north, close to the border. Although there are no major forces within the chaos here, the small forces are complicated. Among them, Jiuluo Sect has always been a renowned large gate at the frontier, enough to imply they have sufficient strength to maintain this position in the turbulent border region. The Sect Master and three elders are all Guiyuan Level 9 experts. One Taishan elder recently just broke through the second level of Jijing, unrivaled in this area.

Additionally, recently, Jiuluo Sect has been accepted as a subordinate force by the overlord of the Blood Horse territory, Blood Horse Hall. With the support of powerful armies such as Blood Horse Hall, under the pressure of two-level experts from Jijing, Jiuluo Sect suddenly became arrogantly rampant. We have successively eliminated three clans in the border region, and now our target is Earth Xuan Sect, which is no less influential than ourselves.

Earth Xuan Sect also has an extreme situation, a shattered array. Additionally, there are 5 Guiyuan Level 9 experts. Usually, their strength is even stronger than Jiuluo Sect’s. These two gates are the strongest in the Hema border region. A mountain does not allow two tigers. Needless to say, these two families openly and covertly fight. Only the gap in strength is not big, stuck. However, this stalemate ended with Jiuluo Sect’s elder Zuo Qiu breaking through to the second level of Polar Environment.

Although there is only one level of difference between Level one and Level two, the gap is huge.

The Jiuluo Sect’s Supreme Elder, with the power of Jijing’s second level, completely disregards Earth Xuan Sect. Additionally, having become a vassal of Blood Horse Hall, with Blood Horse Hall’s support, he becomes even more unscrupulous. Today, after a mysterious person suddenly visited, Jiuluo Sect attacked Earth Xuan Sect with full force.

Earth Xuan Sect is unbeatable, attempting to break through but with so few, even if breaking through, Jiuluo Sect sends experts to pursue completely against it.

At this moment, the originally full-of-martial-arts sounds Earth Xuan Sect headquarters is now very quiet. The war has ended. Corpses lie cold everywhere. On that ravaged square, nearly a thousand cultivators catch up to the wide space, and these thousand people are the high buildings and family members of Earth Xuan Sect.

Under Yin Han’s eyelids, even little children among the Jiuluo Sect discples can only tightly shut their lips, daring not to cry a bit because, on the vacant ground beside them, there are dozens of severed heads and bodies warning about the blood flow. If they offend a bit, they’ll die.

On the steps of the square, there is a large chair covered in soft fur. On the chair, there is an old man in Chinese clothing. His face slightly gloomy. At this moment, he’s playing with an unnamed jade ring in his hand, eyes slowly sweeping over the square like a poisonous snake.