388: The Holy Son of the Tiger Tribe? Come down here and get beaten!

"Kid, you actually dare to speak to this Holy Son like that! I think you're tired of living!"

Tiger Must Split showed a ferocious smile on his face. With a wave of his large hand, the surrounding Nascent Soul Stage cultivators immediately pressed towards Qin Feng.

If a normal Nascent Soul Stage cultivator faced such a lineup, even with a thousand techniques, they wouldn't be able to cope. But Qin Feng was different; whether to protect himself or kill them all depended entirely on his own choice.

When the surrounding Beast Clan members were about to approach, Qin Feng made his move.

He didn't make any movements. Only a purple Flying Sword suddenly shot out from his back, instantly slicing dozens of surrounding Nascent Soul Stage Beast Clan members into pieces in the blink of an eye. Some even maintained their posture of grabbing Qin Feng before they died.

Seeing this scene,

the two Divine Transformation Stage powerhouses nearby changed their expressions drastically, while Tiger Must Split's face turned black.

"You actually dare to injure my Beast Clan members! If I don't tear you into pieces today, won't everyone dare to deal with my Beast Clan people like this in the future?"

As his voice fell, Tiger Must Split was the first to blast a palm towards Qin Feng. With his other hand, he took out a large saber magic treasure from his storage ring.

The other two Beast Clan Divine Transformation Stage powerhouses weren't idle either. They all used their magic treasures to attack Qin Feng. At this moment, they no longer cared about life or death; they just wanted to quickly take down Qin Feng to defend the dignity of the Beast Clan!

"Divine Child, do you need me to make a move?"

Seeing that the three Divine Transformation Stage powerhouses on the other side had all attacked, Qu Xiaoting's eyes showed a look of panic, but Qin Feng shook his head calmly.

They were just three Divine Transformation Stage Cultivators, not enough to need help.

Buzz buzz buzz...

The next moment,

countless purple lights shot up from behind Qin Feng. Ninety-nine Flying Swords instantly dissolved the three people's attacks with a crushing force, even crushing their magic treasures into dust.

Seeing this scene, Tiger Must Split and the other two Beast Clan members' faces changed dramatically. The Cultivators of various races who were watching the show also showed shocked expressions.

"This should be a Sword Formation, right?"

"It's actually composed of ninety-nine Flying Swords. The power of this Sword Formation is probably extraordinary!"

"Nonsense, it can even dissolve the attacks of three Divine Transformation Stage powerhouses of the Beast Clan. This person's identity must be extraordinary. Perhaps he has brought all the Human Clan's family fortune with him!"

"When did the Human Clan have so much family fortune?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

...

Everyone was discussing animatedly.

Tiger Must Split, however, was burning with anxiety. He fiercely slashed his large saber, and in an instant, a sharp saber energy five or six feet long slashed towards Qin Feng.

The other two Divine Transformation Stage powerhouses cautiously came to Tiger Must Split's side to prevent any changes.

Crack crack!

The fierce saber energy was once again easily dissolved by Qin Feng. Immediately after, the ninety-nine Flying Swords turned into a purple long dragon and targeted the three of Tiger Must Split.

"Holy Son, run!"

One of the Beast Clan powerhouses sensed danger and immediately let out a loud shout, while grabbing Tiger Must Split's shoulder.

Boom boom boom!

As the Immortal Execution Sword Formation arrived, a blood-red light had already appeared on the bodies of Tiger Must Split and the other three Divine Transformation Stage powerhouses. Immediately after, they completely disappeared, clearly having used some kind of escape technique to flee.

"They ran quite fast!"

Qin Feng didn't feel the slightest regret. He just turned his gaze towards the void above.

The master had fled, and now the tens of thousands of Beast Clan members in the void were going to suffer. Before they could react, the ninety-nine Immortal Execution Swords immediately formed a huge encirclement formation, surrounding all the Beast Clan members present. At the same time, Qin Feng also revealed his early Divine Transformation Stage cultivation.

Boom boom boom!

While his cultivation was crushing them, his Divine Soul also spread out like a giant wave towards everyone around. The faces of many Beast Clan members turned black, and some people who were watching the show and gossiping immediately shut their mouths.

Because they could feel that the cultivation of this Human Clan Cultivator in front of them was not simple, and the Sword Formation magic treasure was even less simple!

If they said one more word, they would lose their lives on the spot today!

Qin Feng spoke indifferently, "Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish. Are you willing to submit to me?"

The scene was silent for a moment.

A Beast Clan member with a tiger's head and a human body shouted, "Daydreaming! Beastmen will never be slaves!"

"Beastmen will never be slaves!"

...

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The Immortal Execution Sword Formation evolved many small spiritual energy swords, which shuttled through the surrounding Beastmen ranks like ghosts. Each time, they took away dozens of lives. Gradually, the shouts in the Beastmen ranks grew smaller.

Until no one shouted the words "Beastmen will never be slaves" anymore...

The air was filled with the salty, damp smell of blood, making people feel sticky all over, extremely oppressive, yet no one dared to leave without permission.

Are you kidding?

In their eyes, the ninety-nine purple Flying Swords suspended around them were completely like ghosts that existed solely to harvest lives. Coupled with the fact that most of their Realms were low, they had no power to resist these Flying Swords at all, like ants!

Qu Xiaoting was a little confused. With so many members of the Demon Clan at his disposal, why did the Divine Child still want to subdue these Beast Clan members?

Although she was confused, she didn't ask any questions. She just stood obediently by the side and watched, while also showing admiration for Qin Feng's strength.

"Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish. Is there anyone else who opposes?"

Qin Feng floated above the void, looking down at the Beast Clan members. A cold killing intent instantly erupted from his body. Although this killing intent wasn't enough to envelop the entire Chaos City, most Cultivators could feel its presence.

In the void,

countless Beast Clan members looked at each other. Although they were unwilling, no one dared to continue to refute.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Qin Feng continued to pressure them, "I'll give you one last chance. Either submit to me, or die!"

Still, no one answered.

Qin Feng's mind moved slightly, and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword immediately turned into afterimages and began to quickly harvest the lives of the Beast Clan members present. There were no screams at first, but after thousands of Beast Clan members had died consecutively, the Beast Clan members present began to panic. Some planned to sneak away, and some frantically begged for mercy!

Qin Feng did not stop. Instead, he chose to kill those who were the most stubborn.

Even if these people were subdued, they wouldn't be loyal. Killing these people first could serve as a warning to others.

Countless severed limbs fell in the void, accompanied by a rain of blood and the screams of countless Beast Clan members. Some people were even so scared that they trembled and knelt in the air, constantly kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Too brutal!"

The Cultivators of various races below frowned upon seeing Qin Feng's cruel methods.

Even though this was Chaos City, no one had ever carried out such a large-scale massacre. The number of people who died today was almost equal to the number of people who would die in Chaos City in the next ten years...

Only when there were still over ten thousand people left did Qin Feng stop the massacre. He took out a purple stone coffin from his storage ring.

Seeing this scene, everyone was bewildered. Even Qu Xiaoting was a little confused about the purpose of this stone coffin.

Bang!

The lid of the stone coffin was pushed open, and then two large black hands with purple light and covered with fine scales stretched out from inside, grabbing the edge of the stone coffin. Immediately after, a purple creature crawled out from inside.

Seeing this scene, the Ghost Clan Cultivators were immediately greatly alarmed.

"This... this is the Wang-level Puppet that only exists in the legends of our Soul Clan Royal Family!"

"How can a Human Clan member possess such a rare Wang-level Puppet of the Soul Clan?"