Astral Apostle

Just as many martial artists were hesitating, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted,

"That's right. This Chen Feng wants to commit murder in front of us. He's unscrupulous and doesn't care about the heroes present at all. If we let him behave atrociously, where will our face be when others ask? We'll definitely be mocked by the world and won't be able to raise our heads!"

"Chen Feng is considered the number one in the world now. The martial arts he has learned must be a divine technique that we have never seen before. Now that he's alone and helpless, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Why don't we take down this person and interrogate him about his martial arts?"

"This person's evil deeds are obvious. He's a huge problem for the Imperial Court. If we can get rid of this person, we'll be able to become rich."

For a moment, many voices sounded in the crowd. They denounced him one-sidedly, as if they were organized.

Hearing these words, the expressions of a portion of the martial artists changed.

Luo Zhen perked up and guessed that it was the disguised Death Warriors of the Imperial Court fanning the flames. He immediately cupped his hands and bowed to everyone.

"There are naturally rules in the martial world. This Chen Feng is evil and ambitious. He's an unparalleled demon. Please help us get rid of this evil for the martial world!"

The Sect Master of the Diamond Vajra Sect also echoed loudly, "That's right. When this bastard is executed, our sect will definitely take in a wide range of disciples. Those who are interested can enter our sect."

Seeing this, the other sects expressed their stance.

Hearing this, some of the wandering martial artists weighed the pros and cons and felt that there was confidence in numbers. Then, they made up their minds, pulled out their weapons, and replied loudly,

"Seniors, don't worry. We won't stand by and let him make a scene!

Zhou Jing glanced at the agitated crowd and guessed that someone was egging them on in secret.

After observing carefully, he realized that most of the people who were persuaded were young and energetic martial artists, while some of the older veterans were silently retreating.

Some young martial artists who still yearned for and fantasized about large sects were easily instigated by empty promises to be used to curry favor with the large sects. On the other hand, some experienced martial artists understood that they were not on the same side as the large sects at all. They worked hard to work for others, but in the end, they could only take some leftovers from others. Sometimes, they did not even have any substantial benefits and could only receive some meaningless reputation.

Zhou Jing retracted his gaze and looked at the people from the various sects. He said in a deep voice, "Looks like you won't cry until you see the coffin. Do you want to go back on your word to the end?"

Luo Zhen frowned, "Chief Chen, are you really going to be stubborn and become enemies with the world?"

"There are only a few martial arts sects around, yet you can boast shamelessly and represent the world? There's no point in saying more. Let's see who's the real deal!"

With that, Zhou Jing directly attacked and headed straight for the various sects.

"Kill!"

The people from the various sects shouted out and rushed to meet him.

In an instant, shouts soared into the sky. Countless martial artists rushed forward, and the water bandits took a defensive stance to resist. The scene immediately turned into a chaotic battle.

A few experts from the large sects rushed forward and attacked Zhou Jing together. The sword lights aimed at his vital points, thinking that they could force the other party to parry and dodge.

However, Zhou Jing did not dodge and swept his spear horizontally.

The iron spear shaft emitted a heavy whistling sound as it slashed out with an arc of black light at a blinding speed.

Pak pak pak!

Before the experts could react, they suddenly felt a pain in their waists, followed by numbness. They felt their vision suddenly rise, as if they had soared into the air.

They looked down and were shocked to discover that their lower bodies were left where they were, spewing blood like a fountain.

With one spear, the vanguard were all cut into two!

"Ahhh--"

A miserable scream suddenly sounded.

Zhou Jing let the blood splatter all over his body as he strode forward without stopping. It was as if he had entered an uninhabited place. His spear technique was different from the exquisite style of the martial arts competition just now.

Under the enhancement of his powerful strength, his lethality increased by several times!

The Coiling Dragon Spear swept horizontally and slashed diagonally, turning everyone into meat chunks. None of them could withstand a single blow!

Layers of people surged up, and Zhou Jing rushed left and right like a meat grinder. One by one, the bodies of the sect members shattered under his spear!

Such a fierce scene immediately shocked everyone present. They were extremely frightened and subconsciously stopped in their tracks.

Only then did many people understand in horror that the whole time during the spar just now, Chen Feng was holding back. It was not his true extent of his skills at all!

Now, the way he bathed in blood and swept through an army was the real "Chaotic World Demon"!

"Kill him!"

Luo Zhen and the other sect leaders felt their hands and feet turn cold as they watched. They shouted anxiously, but their bodies were quite honest and they did not dare to approach at all.

However, Lin Song had long expected this. He let the disciples of the Wu Mountain Sect wander around the periphery and put on an act, having no intention of going up to surround him.

He had traveled with Chen Feng for a period of time and long knew how fierce this person was. He had no intention of hitting a rock with an egg at all. He believed that after seeing the heavy casualties of the various sects, his disciples would definitely be glad to have escaped. From then on, they would support his wise decision as the sect master.

"After today, the martial arts world will probably suffer a huge blow. If my Wu Mountain Sect can protect more disciples, it will be a blessing in disguise..."

Lin Song's expression was subtle.

A bloody storm rose in the field, and broken limbs flew everywhere. There were not even any intact corpses left.

Zhou Jing charged through the sea of people. The characteristics of [Prolonged Endurance] and [Rapid Force Recovery] made him seem to know no fatigue, causing the hearts of everyone to tremble.

Gradually, some of the martial artists stopped in fear and retreated. This time, no matter how many experts from the various sects shouted, they did not want to go up and die in vain.

Many veterans who had no intention of getting involved in the first place were secretly glad that they did not attack.

Not long after, all the martial artists retreated to the side to watch. Only the disciples of the various sects were left fighting on the battlefield.