C355 It Was Already too Late
C355 It Was Already too Late
There was one thing that could explain how powerful Martial Saints were.
During the Eastern Han Liu Xiu period, Liu Xiu only had a forty thousand strong army at that time. However, he had defeated Wang Mang's four hundred thousand strong army. Logically speaking, in that era of cold weapons, it was impossible for the difference in numbers to be so great. It was impossible to defeat them.
However, in the end, Liu Xiu had still won. There was only one reason, and that was because he had found eight Martial Saints. It was said that a Martial Saint could deal with a hundred thousand people.
What kind of concept was this? A single person could defeat a hundred thousand people, fighting a hundred thousand people at once. This sounded somewhat inconceivable, but it had truly happened.
Thus, in the end, Liu Xiu won and successfully established the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Thus, in Murong Hai's opinion, he only needed a Martial Saint to kill Qin Yuan. However, he gave the order. He let these Martial Saints attack together for a very simple reason. He didn't want to waste any time, he wanted these Martial Saints to torture Qin Yuan together. He would rather die than live.
Initially, the Murong Family wanted to find a way to break through Qin Yuan and find Shanxuanzi from the Profound Sect. However, after such a long time, they still couldn't find anything. So, they might as well eliminate this kid.
A few Martial Saints attacked together, but Qin Yuan didn't show any signs of fear. One of his hands was still holding Huo Jiaxin. The Martial Saint just now had unleashed his cold Martial Spirit. He wanted to freeze Qin Yuan, but Qin Yuan chanted the Three True Fire Spell. It melted the ice very quickly.
A few Martial Saints attacked Qin Yuan together, but the scene of them defeating Qin Yuan within a few moves did not appear.
However, this battle could be considered to have turned the sky and the earth upside down, causing the entire world to change color. Even the divine turtle monster in the black pond was shocked. Now, it finally understood why its good friend, the Eastern Sea Profound Tortoise, was willing to accept this young man with the surname Qin as its master.
This young man was indeed not ordinary.
The strength in Qin Yuan's body was unleashed with unstoppable force. Every punch and palm carried a tremendous force, forcing those Martial Saints to not dare to advance forward.
Mu Rong Hai instantly became furious, because he did not think that Qin Yuan would be able to withstand so many attacks from these few Martial Saints.
"Don't waste time, kill him for me." Mu Rong Hai shouted out loudly.
However, as soon as he finished his words, a loud bang was heard. One of the Martial Saints was sent flying by Qin Yuan's punch.
Immediately after that, Qin Yuan's fist turned into a flying shadow that filled the sky. It seemed as if the entire sky was filled with this kind of flying shadow, and it immediately surrounded the other Martial Saints.
Although these few Martial Saints were powerful, they were unable to guard against so many fist shadows, and they were unstoppable.
Finally, following a few miserable cries, a few Martial Saints were sent flying backwards. However, those shadows of the fists that filled the sky did not stop there, and continued to attack those few Martial Saints.
In the end, these Martial Saints turned into a bloody mist that filled the sky and completely disappeared.
The surroundings immediately fell silent, forming a sharp contrast with the lively sounds of fighting just now.
Murong Hai and his son were instantly dumbfounded. The bodyguards that they had brought along were also instantly dumbfounded. They were all stunned there, unable to speak for a moment.
They were dead. The few Martial Saints that they had brought with them were all dead. They died silently, not even leaving behind a complete corpse. Only a bloody mist filled the sky.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it even if they were beaten to death. That was a Martial Saint, and a few of them were even Martial Saints. However, in front of Qin Yuan, they were beaten up so badly that not even dregs were left.
"Father, this... This is impossible, this can't be real." Murong Lin's entire body started trembling.
Murong Hai's situation wasn't any better either. Even as the future leader of a large family, he still couldn't remain calm at this moment.
He was extremely shocked in his heart. Was this Qin fellow really that powerful? Was he really that powerful? How long had it only been? In less than twenty minutes, the Martial Saints he had brought with him had all been killed. Not even their remains were left behind.
As for Qin Yuan, it was as if nothing had happened. He was still holding the young lady in one hand.
"How is it? You guys from the Murong Family, you can use whatever tricks you have up your sleeves. I will give you all this chance." Qin Yuan said.
However, Mu Rong Hai and his son were dumbfounded, unable to utter a single word.
It wasn't until the phone suddenly rang that Mu Rong Hai shivered and came back to his senses. He then took out his phone while trembling and pressed the answer button. A voice came from the other side.
"Little Hai, how is it? The matter has been resolved, right?"
It was an aged voice. It was Mu Rong Hai's father, the true leader of the Murong Family, Mu Rong Fu.
"Little Hai, that Qin kid killed Chun Er's family. If it wasn't for the fact that we wanted to find out about the Profound Sect from this kid, we would have killed him long ago. However, we haven't found any clues even after searching for so long. This kid is no longer useful to us. When you called me and told me that Huo Jiaxin was kidnapped by a kid with the surname Qin, I guessed that it should be that kid with the surname Qin. Kill him. Everything will be settled once and for all. "
"After all, our Murong Family is such a big family. It's impossible for us to waste our time on this young man. It doesn't matter if he's a member of the Profound Sect or not, we'll kill him as soon as we kill him. Let's see if we can lure Shanxuanzi out from the Profound Sect. The saintess of the Mystery Sect is going to make a move soon. She has already announced that she wants to kill Shanxuanzi with her own hands..."
Mu Rong Fu was talking for a long time, but he found that his son didn't reply. He suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Little Hai, Little Hai? I'm talking to you. What's going on?"
Mu Rong Hai's body trembled violently. He raised his head and looked at Qin Yuan, who looked like an evil god. Then, he said with a trembling voice, "Old man, we... we lost."
Mu Rong Fu, who was on the other end of the phone, was stunned.
"What did you say? Defeated? What do you mean? Could it be that you have brought a few Martial Saints with you and are still no match for that Qin brat? That is impossible... That is the Martial Saint that our family has nurtured for many years. Every Martial Saint is over a hundred years old."
"Father, it's true" Murong Hai's voice trembled once again.
"We really lost, the Martial Saints are all dead."
"What? The Martial Saints... are all... dead?"
"Next, Lin'er and I will die as well. This kid wants to kill us. Father, we've underestimated this kid too much."
"Are you done? Continue to call for reinforcements. Ask all of you from the Murong Family to come." Qin Yuan said.
His voice was heard by Mu Rong Fu on the other side of the phone. Mu Rong Fu's heart trembled.
Then, he heard his son screaming for help.
"Father, this kid really wants to kill us. Quick, inform the Hong Kong Huo family..."
"Little Hai, Little Hai, the Huo family is already on their way. That kid, he won't dare to kill you, he..."
Before Murong Fu could finish speaking, the phone suddenly hung up.