C396 All of Them Had to Die
C396 All of Them Had to Die
The remaining few Martial Saints were all dumbstruck.
That was Mo Bei's Frenzied Sword, a famous figure in the martial arts world. How famous was he when he used to be a saber? However, he didn't expect that such a powerful person would be turned into flesh by that young man's finger.
"Who else dares to stop me?" Qin Yuan looked at the remaining few Martial Saints indifferently. These people deserved to die because they had been torturing their father.
"You keep saying that my father is a prisoner. I think you are the prisoners."
The South Sea judge took a step forward. "Arrogant and arrogant. Do you think you can kill us all just because you killed Frenzied Sword? Then let me deal with you. "
However, just as this old hag jumped in front of Qin Yuan, he lifted another finger. He pointed his finger at her, and the old hag's pupils dilated. After that, she felt an extremely terrifying force shooting out from the finger, like a huge mountain rushing towards her.
The South Sea Magician's complexion changed. He secretly cried out in his heart that something was wrong. He quickly took back his formula and wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.
That mountain-like pressure directly shot towards her, and with a poof, it was as if a bomb had exploded in this old woman's body. She didn't even have the time to scream. Her entire body turned into flying fireworks, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
It was too f * cking scary.
With just a light finger, a powerful Martial Saint actually exploded.
"Anyone else who refuses to accept this, come at me" Qin Yuan still had a calm expression, as if he had never put these people in his eyes.
Qin Yu, who was watching from the side, had already turned pale. She knew that her younger brother Yuan had undergone a huge change in the past five years, but she never thought that the change would be so huge and powerful to such an extent.
The remaining few Martial Saints looked at each other, their eyes were filled with astonishment. No one dared to step forward anymore.
"You don't dare?" Qin Yuan said lightly.
"Who are you? And why are you here? We have no enmity with you, why are you killing our companions? " One of the old men holding a crutch swallowed his saliva and asked.
"You have no enmity with me? Haha, but you have a grudge with my father. Today, I am here to save my father."
"Your father? Could it be... Qin Junwu, who was locked up in a secret chamber?" The old man said as he looked at the sealed stone chamber door.
"That's right. Qin Junwu is my father. I heard your conversation clearly. During the boring days of guarding, you enjoyed teasing and torturing my father, right?"
As soon as Qin Yuan finished speaking, the faces of the few people changed.
That's right. They had been torturing Qin Junwu quite a lot these days. If it wasn't for Qin Junshan's order that they couldn't kill Qin Junwu, they would have tortured Qin Junwu to death long ago.
If this young man in front of them was really Qin Junwu's son, how could he let this matter go?
"Frankly speaking, with just the two of you torturing my father, all of you must die today." Qin Yuan said straightforwardly. His body was already emitting killing intent.
The few of them immediately understood that they couldn't let this young man go today no matter what. In that case, they might as well fight him to the death.
The old man with the crutch harrumphed and said, "So what if you killed Frenzied Sword and that old hag just now? The remaining few of us are much stronger than the two of them."
Then, the old man said to the others, "Brother, we're all grasshoppers on the same rope now. Why don't we join hands to kill this brat."
Another person said, "Hmph, we are all Martial Saints. If we join hands, it will be a terrifying power. I don't believe this kid can escape."
"Come, I'll give you this chance, and I'll let you attack first." Qin Yuan pushed Qin Yu to the side and walked a few steps in front of them.
Those people did not stand on ceremony. They looked at each other and attacked Qin Yuan.
They used all of their skills to lunge at Qin Yuan. They all wanted to get rid of this young man as soon as possible.
However, when their attacks were about to land on Qin Yuan's side, this young man suddenly moved. In a flash, he turned into a shadow and ran behind these people. These people were startled and hastily turned around, continuing to attack. However, the young man turned into an illusionary figure once again.
Thus, these so-called Martial Saints continued to attack for several dozen rounds, but they did not even touch the corner of this young man's clothes.
While they were gasping for breath, Qin Yuan's body suddenly turned into several illusory shadows, lunging at them.
These were just a few illusory shadows, they weren't real, so those Martial Saints attacking these shadows didn't have any effect at all. Because it was just a shadow, even if they punched the shadow, it would still be useless. It would not cause any harm to the shadow. However, when the shadow attacked them... They wouldn't be able to avoid it.
With a miserable cry, one of the Martial Saints was sent flying by one of the shadows. His body slammed heavily into the stone wall, and then fell heavily to the ground. Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground without making a sound.
He had killed this Martial Saint with a single punch. It was just an illusion, and he had been killed with a single punch.
Following that, a few more miserable cries rang out, and the remaining Martial Saints all fell to the ground.
Only then did those few illusions stop attacking, and then returned to Qin Yuan's body with a few swooshes, merging with his body.
The old man who had been leaning on the crutch had been seriously injured at this time. He lay on the ground and coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. He could not even get up, but in the end, he struggled to raise his head. He looked at Qin Yuan in horror and said in a trembling voice, "This is the cloning technique of the Profound Sect. You, how could you..."
"I am a member of the Profound Sect. Why? You are not convinced? " Qin Yuan stood there with his arms crossed, staring coldly at these people who had fallen to the ground.
When they heard the word 'Profound Sect', their facial expressions changed.
"You, you are from the Profound Sect? This is impossible. The Profound Sect has already been annihilated many years ago."
"Nothing is impossible. In any case, all of you are going to die. I don't mind telling all of you that I am a member of the Profound Sect. My master is the Old Ancestor of the Profound Sect, Shanxuanzi. I can also tell all of you. Not only me, my father, Qin Junwu is also a disciple of the Profound Sect. "
"What?! You and your father are both disciples of the Profound Sect?!" A shocked expression emerged on the faces of these few Martial Saints.
The Profound Sect was the biggest sect in the Pugilistic World. Although they kept a low profile, no one could deny that the martial arts of the Profound Sect was the most powerful martial arts in the world.
Who would dare to offend the Profound Sect? Even the most ordinary disciple of the Profound Sect was an existence that outsiders had to look up to.
And now, the Qin Junwu who they had been torturing was actually a disciple of the Profound Sect, as well as his son, the young man in front of them. He was also a disciple of the Profound Sect.
This meant that not only had they provoked the Profound Sect, but they had also provoked two terrifying existences in the Profound Sect.
"Now, do you know what you have provoked? I said that you all deserve to die, but you still refuse to accept it?" Qin Yuan said.
"Do you want to do it yourself, or do you want me to help you?"
One of the Martial Saints revealed a look of despair, and a few seconds later... He suddenly raised his right hand and turned his palm into a saber. The saber cut into his neck, and there was a cracking sound. The man's neck was cut off by himself, and in the next second, his body softly fell to the ground. Very quickly, he became a cold corpse.
He had killed himself because he had once experienced the power of the Profound Sect. He also knew the consequences of offending the Profound Sect.
He didn't doubt the words of the young man in front of him, because the cloning technique used by this young man was indeed the skill of the Profound Sect.
The remaining few Martial Saints were stunned. They had only used money to guard a prisoner, but they didn't expect to meet such a disaster.
"What's wrong? Do you want to stall for time? I'll say it again. Do you want to do it yourself or do you want me to help you? " Qin Yuan's voice suddenly became louder. One of the Martial Saints trembled. He struggled to get up and kneeled in front of Qin Yuan.
"Spare me, young man. I had no choice but to do all of this. Please spare me. I won't dare to do it again."
Before he could finish his words, Qin Yuan suddenly raised his palm and slammed it on his head. The man's eyes were wide open and his body fell to the ground.
"You don't have the right to beg for mercy." Qin Yuan withdrew his hand and looked at the remaining three Martial Saints.
Two of the Martial Saints sighed.
"Forget it, forget it. I didn't expect our Martial Saints to die here for money. My master once warned me not to be greedy, because greed could bring death upon myself. Now it seems that my master's words have come true. I can't escape this disaster. Since that's the case, then... die."
When the last word landed, he had already pulled out the short knife from his waist and stabbed it towards his own chest.
A look of despair flashed across the face of the other Martial Saint, who then gritted his teeth and bit off his tongue, dying as well.
There was only one person left. This person wanted to live, and he did not have the courage to commit suicide.
"What? Why aren't you making a move yet?" Qin Yuan stared at him coldly.
"You don't even have the courage to die, you are even worse than them. In that case, let me send you on your way."
Qin Yuan raised his palm as he spoke, but at this moment, the man screamed, "Don't kill me. After killing me, no one will be able to open the door of this stone room. No one will be able to save your father. "
Qin Yuan was stunned, and his raised finger froze in the air.
"Eh? Is that so? You mean I can't kill you right now, because I still need you to open the door to this stone room, right? "
When Qin Yuan said this, he suddenly burst into laughter. Then he suddenly raised his palm, and flames immediately erupted from his palm. With a tremendous force, it shot towards the stone door.
After a loud bang, the stone door actually exploded.
The Martial Saint was dumbstruck. The reason why he said that was because he knew that the stone door was made of special materials and could not be opened with brute force. It had to be done with a special force.
He did not expect that this young man in front of him would only lightly wave his palm and this stone door actually directly exploded.
"Do you still think that I need you to open this door?" Qin Yuan looked at the Martial Saint with a mocking expression. The Martial Saint was speechless. At that moment, her face was filled with despair, because she knew that he was dead for sure.
"Alright, you can die now."
"Don't kill me. Can you listen to me one more time... I..."
Before he could finish his words, Qin Yuan also pointed out. But this time, unlike the previous few Martial Saints, he didn't have flesh and blood flying everywhere. Instead, a bloody hole appeared between his brows.
Fresh blood gushed out from the bloody hole. The Martial Saint's eyes widened. He felt that his life force was being sucked away bit by bit, and eventually turned into a dead man.
This was even more unbearable than killing him right away.
A few minutes later, the blood in the bloody hole finally stopped flowing, and this person's life force finally disappeared. He fell straight to the ground, but his eyes were wide open.
Qin Yuan didn't even look at his corpse and walked straight into the stone room.
He couldn't wait to see his father, but his heart was in a mess. He didn't know what his father had become. It must be very tragic.
He didn't even dare to imagine what kind of life his father had been living for so many years, and how much pain and torture he had endured every day.
Qin Yu took a while to recover and then followed him into the stone room.
Just as she walked in, there was an extremely unpleasant smell that hit her face.
The first thing that came into view were all kinds of torture instruments, just like the torture instruments used in ancient times to torture and interrogate prisoners. It was really shocking.
What was even more terrifying was that in the middle of these torture instruments, there was a circular pillar. This pillar was made of iron, and beside the pillar, there was a rope hanging down.
And underneath this iron pillar, there was actually a continuous fire. Now, this iron pillar had already become completely red.
It was very obvious that this was the result of the cannon fire, invented by Su Daji during the Shang Dynasty. It trapped the prisoner on the red-hot iron pillar alive, or forced the prisoner to walk barefoot on the red-hot iron pillar. Then, the prisoner fell into the raging fire and burned to death.
Although Qin Yuan had already prepared himself, after seeing these things, his heart couldn't help but sink a little bit.
These things were prepared for his father, and all these years, these torture instruments had been stained with his father's blood.
Qin Yu was so scared that she covered her mouth with her hands. Her whole body was trembling and she couldn't speak. Of course, she also knew how much suffering her fifth uncle had suffered these years. This little girl had always been kind. But at this moment, she was also filled with anger and hatred. She knew that her big uncle and second uncle were evil people. But she didn't expect that they would actually be evil to such an extent.
No matter what, fifth uncle was also their blood brother. They actually attacked their own blood brother so ruthlessly. Was this still human?
Qin Yuan tried his best to calm his emotions and passed through the torture chamber. Then he saw a stone room behind the torture chamber. To be more precise, it should be a pool, because after entering, it was filled with water, and there was a large block of wood on top of the pool. In the middle of the block of wood hung a person.
Half of that person's body was submerged in the pool below, but his hands and wrists were tightly bound by a thick rope, wrapping around that piece of wood.
This person could no longer be called a human, because his clothes had long been soaked in blood, it could be said that he was badly mutilated.
His hair was a mess, as if he had not combed his hair for decades. His hair was all tied into a knot, and at first glance, it looked like a black snake densely entrenched on his head.
His face was also full of scars and it was almost impossible to distinguish his facial features.
"Ah..." Although Qin Yu was prepared, when she saw this person, she was still frightened and screamed. Her body almost fell to the ground.
"Fifth... Fifth Uncle..." The little girl finally could not help but cry because this kind of tragedy was really unacceptable to her.
Moreover, the person in front of her was her Fifth Uncle, her closest Fifth Uncle.
She was more worried about Qin Yuan because this person was her fifth uncle, Qin Yuan's father, and her biological father.
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She didn't know if her younger brother, Yuan, would break down if he saw her biological father become like this.
However, Qin Yuan didn't scream like her. He just stood there without moving. He stared at the man hanging above the pond without blinking, as if he had been petrified.
Qin Yu was even more worried. After a long time, she struggled to stand up. She walked to Qin Yuan's side and shouted with a trembling voice, "Brother Yuan, you... you have to hold on."