124: Chapter 124 Sorry, you three, I'm Huang Que!!!

"Boom—!!!" An earth-shattering, terrifying roar resounded through the sky.

The violently turbulent Qi surged up like a small mushroom cloud, and the terrifying recoil force instantly sent the three of them flying.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three broken, battered bodies slammed heavily into the chaotic, debris-strewn mud like tattered sacks.

As the dust settled, Liu Biao and Ma Gan were vomiting large mouthfuls of blood, their bodies twitching violently on the ground with countless broken bones.

Mu Siyao was in a similarly miserable state; the longsword in her hand had long since shattered, and she lay limp in a dirt pit, the Qi in her Dantian completely drained.

Silence. A deathly silence blanketed the completely devastated forest, with only the trio's heavy, weak breathing echoing in the air.

Just amidst this suffocating silence, "Clap... clap... clap..." A sudden, unhurried sound of applause drifted leisurely from the shadows of the nearby dense forest.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of dry branches snapping underfoot, Qin Feng, dressed in a black robe and pristine, walked leisurely and unhurriedly into the center of the three, his hands behind his back.

He looked down condescendingly at the three lives panting like dead dogs on the ground, his deep, dark eyes filled with lofty pity and mockery.

"Brilliant, truly a brilliant show." Qin Feng's lips curled into an indifferent smile, his voice sounding jarringly sharp in the bloody forest.

Hearing this familiar voice, Mu Siyao struggled to open her eyes, which were blurred by blood.

When she saw Qin Feng's calm, even slightly playful face, an unprecedented sense of fear and despair washed over her like ice water.

"You... what do you want, you beast..." Mu Siyao's voice was as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing together, her eyes filled with endless terror.

She used all her strength to turn over, her hands clutching the mud on the ground, trying to crawl away from this devilish man.

But her pathetic strength seemed so ridiculous at this moment.

Qin Feng didn't even blink, simply extending his right hand casually and waving it at the woman on the ground.

"Hum—!" A dark cyan light burst forth from his palm without warning.

Accompanied by a scalp-tingling whistling sound, the Low Grade Magical Artifact demon-binding vine expanded rapidly in the wind, transforming into a bizarre vine as thick as a child's arm, covered in sharp barbs, and lunged forward like a snake darting from its hole.

"No—!" Amidst Mu Siyao's desperate scream, the demon-binding vine tightly bound her graceful body.

"Puchi! Puchi!" The sharp barbs on the vine mercilessly pierced her delicate skin, driving deep into her flesh.

Not only did it bring heart-wrenching pain, but those barbs were like greedy vampires, crazily locking down the last trace of Qi flowing within her, depriving her of even the possibility of self-destruction.

"Ah— so painful, let me go!" Mu Siyao writhed in pain on the ground, her alluring figure tightly constricted by the demon-binding vine, outlining a breathtaking yet miserable curve.

Meanwhile, Ma Gan and Liu Biao, lying on the other side, saw Qin Feng subdue Mu Siyao with such decisive speed. Although severely injured, their eyes instantly erupted with great joy.

"Cough, cough... good, well done!" Liu Biao coughed up a mouthful of blood, his fleshy face forcing a hideous smile, and he weakly gave a thumbs up, praising, "Brother, you really have methods, even having a Magical Artifact to bind people. Later, you go first, and the things on this bitch... the three of us brothers will split them evenly!"

Ma Gan also endured the severe pain, chiming in from the side: "Brother Yang, you've done a great service this time, your brothers will definitely not treat you unfairly..."

"Stop." The smile on Qin Feng's lips vanished abruptly. He slowly turned around, looking down at the two on the ground, his tone filled with a bone-chilling coldness. He laughed mockingly: "Who is brothers with you?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding air seemed to freeze to the freezing point instantly.

The smiles on Liu Biao and Ma Gan's faces stiffened abruptly, and an ominous premonition instantly clouded their hearts.

"Yang... Brother Yang, what do you mean by that?" Ma Gan's voice trembled, staring fixedly at Qin Feng.

"What do I mean?" Qin Feng smiled disdainfully, his deep black eyes filled with undisguised contempt and arrogance, coldly spitting out a sentence: "Filthy people like you, whose minds are filled only with obscenity and greed, are not worthy of calling Captain Qin brother."

Seeing the other party suddenly turn cold, Ma Gan and Liu Biao's pupils constricted!

"You... what do you mean?" Liu Biao roared in terror, struggling to reach for the large machete that had fallen not far away.

"What do I mean?" Qin Feng acted as if he had heard a funny joke, shook his head, and explained leisurely: "The powder I sprinkled earlier actually wasn't poisonous at all. It was just a handful of flour and wood ash I grabbed from the kitchen."

"I did this just to make you think Mu Siyao was poisoned, so I could trick you into fighting this bitch until you were both heavily injured."

"What?! Not poisonous?!" Hearing this, not only Ma Gan and Liu Biao, but even Mu Siyao, who was tightly bound on the ground by the demon-binding vine, was completely stunned.

The three of them, experts at Qi Refining Level 5, had been forced onto a dead end by a ridiculous handful of flour, tearing at each other like mad dogs, ultimately ending up in a miserable state of mutual destruction.

What kind of heart-piercing scheme was this?! What kind of terrifying depth of character was this?!

"You... you despicable villain..." Mu Siyao cried out in despair, regretting it to her bones. If she hadn't been greedy for those 500 Spirit Stones, how could she have ended up in such a state?

"Villain? Thanks for the compliment." Qin Feng didn't care at all, spreading his hands and looking at the two on the ground, his tone carrying a sense of boredom.

"To be honest, it's not that I was afraid of your strength. But, it's always good to save some effort, who told you to be so stupid?"

He raised his chin slightly, and an air of overwhelming dominance radiated from him.

"Now, I regret to announce to you. This woman belongs to me. The Spirit Stones you worked so hard to scheme for belong to me. Of course..."

Qin Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened, his killing intent piercing the Void Realm like a physical entity, "Your two lives also belong to me!"

Hearing this, Liu Biao and Ma Gan's hearts were completely filled with despair and endless rage.

To be played and humiliated like this by an ant with a cultivation base far lower than their own—this humiliation was a hundred times worse than killing them!

"Little beast, I won't let you go even if I die!" Both men's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and they both let out a shrill roar like a dying beast!

They actually bit through their tongues, frantically burning the last bit of their life Origin remaining in their bodies, forcefully summoning their last ounce of strength.

Liu Biao grabbed the broken blade on the ground, and Ma Gan brandished his broken poisonous claws, like two demons who had lost their minds, making their final desperate counterattack in life!

"Seeking death." Facing the final burst of energy from two Qi Refining Level 5 Cultivators, Qin Feng didn't even move an inch.

"Swish! Swish!" Qin Feng struck with his knives suddenly, two gleaming steel flying knives, carrying a piercing sonic boom that tore through the air, carving two perfect, lethal arcs in mid-air.

Fast! Fast to the extreme! Fast enough that the naked eye couldn't possibly catch it!

"Puchi! Puchi—!" Two hair-raising sounds of flesh being pierced rang out in the silent forest almost simultaneously.

The frantic, charging bodies of Liu Biao and Ma Gan came to an abrupt halt less than a zhang away from Qin Feng.

The two flying knives accurately pierced both of their throats.

A "gurgling" sound of air leaking came from their throats, their eyes bulging out, with the extreme terror and disbelief of their final second of life remaining in their eyes.

"Swish!" Qin Feng retracted his Qi, and the two blood-stained flying knives turned strangely in mid-air, flying back into his palm.

He took out a clean white silk handkerchief from his bosom, leisurely wiping the blood off the blades, and turned to look at the two swaying bodies.

A mocking sneer curled his lips, and he scoffed with utter disdain: "I don't know what you were howling about, it was just one strike."

The moment his words fell, their terrified corpses, accompanied by two dull thuds, collapsed softly to the ground, dead with their eyes wide open!!