Chapter 1 The Righteous Path

Just as many martial artists hesitated, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted:

"That's right, this Chen Feng is committing violence in front of us, recklessly disregarding the heroes present. If we let him run wild, what face will we have when others ask? We will surely be ridiculed by the world and unable to hold our heads up!"

"This Chen Feng is the best in the world, and the martial arts he has learned must be divine skills and supreme arts never seen before. Now that he is isolated and helpless, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Why not capture this person and force him to reveal his martial arts?"

"This person's evil deeds are obvious, and he is a great threat to the imperial court. If we can get rid of this person, unimaginable wealth will be right in front of us."

For a time, many voices rang out in the crowd, unanimously condemning him, as if it were organized.

Hearing these words, some martial artists' expressions changed, and some were tempted.

Luo Zhen's spirit was lifted, guessing that disguised court dead soldiers were stirring up trouble. He immediately cupped his fist in salute to everyone:

"The martial world has its own rules. This Chen Feng is acting perversely, with the ambition of a wolf. He is an unparalleled devil. I implore all heroes to lend us a helping hand and rid the martial world of this scourge!"

The Vajra Sect Leader also echoed loudly: "That's right, when this fiend is brought to justice, my sect will definitely recruit more disciples. Anyone interested is welcome to join our sect."

Seeing this, the other major sects also spoke out to express their positions.

Hearing these words, some unaffiliated martial artists weighed the situation and felt that there was strength in numbers. They hardened their hearts, drew their weapons, and responded loudly:

"Don't worry, seniors, we will definitely not stand idly by and let him run wild!"

Zhou Jing glanced at the excited crowd and guessed that someone was setting the pace.

After carefully observing the crowd, he found that most of those who were swayed were young and energetic martial artists, while some older, more experienced ones were silently shrinking back.

Some young martial artists who still harbored yearnings and fantasies about the major sects were easily encouraged by empty promises to be used as pawns, so as to please and befriend the major sects. Some old martial artists, however, understood that they and the major sects were not in the same camp of interests at all. They would toil to sell their lives for others, and in the end, they would only get some leftovers that others had given away, and sometimes they would not even get any real benefits, only a little face.

Zhou Jing withdrew his gaze and looked at the various factions, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Do you want to deny your debt to the end?"

Luo Zhen frowned: "Chieftain Chen, are you really going to insist on going your own way and making an enemy of the world?"

"A few martial arts sects can presumptuously represent the world? It's useless to say more, let's see the truth under our hands!"

After saying that, Zhou Jing directly erupted and rushed towards the various factions.

"Kill!"

The various factions roared and met him.

In an instant, shouts of killing rose into the sky, and countless martial artists swarmed up. The bandits adopted a defensive posture to resist, and the scene suddenly turned into a chaotic battle.

Several experts from the major sects rushed to the front, attacking Zhou Jing together. Their sword lights covered his vital points, full of confidence that they could force him to parry and dodge.

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

The iron spear shaft made a deep and powerful whistling sound, and swung out an arc of dark light at a dazzling speed.

*Pa pa pa!*

Before several experts could react, their waists suddenly felt a sharp pain, followed by numbness. They only felt their vision suddenly rise, as if they were rising into the air.

They all looked down and were stunned to find that their lower bodies remained in place, spurting blood like fountains.

With one spear, he cut them all in half at the waist!

"Ahhh!"

A shrill scream suddenly rose.

Zhou Jing allowed the blood to splatter all over his body, and strode forward without stopping, as if he were in an uninhabited land. His spear technique was completely different from the delicate style of the previous martial arts competition, and became more open and powerful.

With the blessing of majestic power, the lethality increased several times!

The black iron coiled dragon spear swept horizontally and diagonally, and all who stood in its way were turned into mincemeat, and there was no one who could withstand a single blow!

Layers of people surged up, and Zhou Jing charged left and right in the crowd, like a meat grinder, crushing one body after another under his spear!

Such a fierce scene immediately shocked everyone present, and they were terrified. The footsteps of those who rushed up subconsciously paused.

Many people were now horrified to realize that Chen Feng was holding back when he was sparring with others just now. This was not his true self at all!

Now this blood-soaked and invincible appearance is the real "Devil King of Chaos"!

"Kill him!"

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

Lin Song had expected this, and let the disciples of the Wu Mountain Sect wander around the periphery, making a show of it, without intending to join the siege.

He had traveled with Chen Feng for a period of time, and knew how fierce this person was. He had no intention of hitting a stone with an egg. He believed that after seeing the heavy casualties of the various sects, his disciples would be grateful that they had escaped this disaster, and would therefore support his wise decision as the sect leader even more.

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

Lin Song's expression was subtle.

A rain of blood and a storm of blood rose in the field, and broken limbs and arms flew all over the sky, and it was impossible to find a few complete corpses.

Zhou Jing charged and killed in the sea of people. The characteristics of [Long Endurance] and [Fast Qi Recovery] made him seem tireless, and he killed everyone with chills in their hearts.

Gradually, some unaffiliated martial artists stopped because of fear, and retreated one after another. No matter how the masters of various factions shouted, they did not want to go up and die in vain.

Many old martial artists who had no intention of participating from the beginning secretly rejoiced that they had not taken action.

Before long, all the martial artists had withdrawn to the side to watch, and only the disciples of the various factions were fighting in the battlefield.

They were originally a mess of scattered sand fighting on their own, and they had no morale at all. Seeing Chen Feng was so fierce, they were soon frightened and stopped fighting.

Before long, the field was covered with corpses, the land became muddy, dark red, and it was impossible to tell whether they were stepping on flesh or mud, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

Zhou Jing was covered in blood, stood with his spear, and had no expression on his face, but his face was covered with blood spots, and he looked like a Rakshasa.

In front of him were the surviving members of the various factions, all of whom were frightened out of their wits, some slumped on the ground, some huddled into a ball, trembling with their weapons.

The surrounding martial artists were dumbfounded, pinching their arms hard, and could not believe that there was such a terrifying person in the world.

Slaughtering a large number of martial arts experts with ease, and still being able to stroll leisurely at this time... Isn't this really a demon?

Can a person practice martial arts to such an extent?!

Zhou Jing strode forward, and the disciples of the various factions retreated together, staring at him in horror.

He casually tore a piece of barely clean clothing from a corpse, wiped off the minced meat and bone fragments on the spear, and said:

"You have so few people left that it's not worth killing. I can't play with you for a whole day. Can you gamble and admit defeat now?"

"You devil! Even if you kill us all, we will never insult our ancestors and hand over the sect's secret manuals to you!"

An elder shouted angrily, but also fearfully.

The people around him were frightened and lost their souls, and quickly grabbed the elder, not letting him continue to shout.

It's all over, so don't shout blindly. What if that devil takes it seriously?

You're old and tired of living, but we still want to live!

Those hardcore loyalists rushed to the front and died almost completely. Now the surviving disciples of the various factions were fishing in the back when they were fighting, and most of them were more concerned about their lives.

The sect leaders were also alive, but their faces were miserable at this time, and they were heartbroken by the loss of their disciples.

"Thief! We'll fight you!" The Vajra Sect Leader shouted angrily.

"If we hand over the secret manuals, what face will we have to see our ancestors?" The Purple Cloud Palace Master said with grief.

Many disciples looked at their sect leaders in horror, their faces full of pleading.

Hearing this, Zhou Jing said with no expression on his face:

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you. But since you are reneging on your debt, then I can only go to your sect in the future, take the secret manuals myself, and casually remove your sect from the list."

As soon as the words fell, the sect leaders were shocked and angry, but they did not dare to clamor any more, for fear that the other party was serious.

If their sect is destroyed, then they will be even more ashamed of their ancestors, and there will be no room for maneuver.

Luo Zhen was even more flustered. The other sects were at least in other places and had time to prepare, but the Nanhua Sect's lineage was here, and Chen Feng could come to their door in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Lin Song suddenly stepped out of the crowd, turned to look at the sect leaders, and said in a deep voice:

"Seniors, I have a word of advice."

Everyone was stunned and looked at him.

"What insights does Sect Leader Lin have?" Luo Zhen asked patiently.

Lin Song quickly glanced at Chen Feng, cleared his throat, and said seriously to the various factions:

"As the saying goes, 'As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.' Now that we are at a time of life and death, we should give priority to preserving our sects, swallow our pride and hand over the secret manuals, and save the lives of our disciples. If we save the land but lose the people, we will lose both people and land. If we save the people but lose the land, we will save both people and land. Although the secret manuals are precious, the disciples are the foundation of the sect's survival. Our Wu Mountain Sect also encountered this difficulty in the past. It was precisely because we were concerned about the lives of our disciples that we endured the humiliation and handed over the secret manuals... Otherwise, the Wu Mountain Sect would have disappeared today."

Hearing this, the surviving disciples of the various factions cast grateful glances at Lin Song.

Finally, someone came out to say something fair and consider them!

For the sake of preserving those profound secret manuals that they may not even be qualified to practice, they were willing to sacrifice their lives in vain, which was something only disciples who had been trained by the sect to be loyal were willing to do, but they were not happy to do it!

Zhou Jing glanced at Lin Song in surprise, thought for a while, and also said:

"That's right, I originally wanted to eliminate the Wu Mountain Sect, but they cooperated and handed over the secret manuals, so I let them go. To be honest, I don't care about killing people at all, as long as you gamble and admit defeat, come with me to the water寨 as guests, write out your secret manuals, and you can leave on your own afterwards."

Hearing these words, the sect leaders hesitated, but subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

They were in a dilemma, and now someone finally came out to offer them a way out...

After fighting with heaven and man for a while, the sect leaders made a decision.

They had lost all face today, but fortunately, everyone had lost face together, and the sect still had to survive. In the end, the idea of preserving their lives prevailed.

For a time, everyone greatly regretted coming to this muddy water. If the Nanhua Sect had not taken the lead in convening the martial arts conference, they felt that they would not have had this disaster. It was impossible for them not to resent and hate it in their hearts.

It was just that they subconsciously ignored the enthusiasm with which they had rushed to "eliminate demons and defend the righteous path" before they fell into trouble today... Most people did not shed tears until they saw the coffin.

Luo Zhen's expression changed, and he suddenly said miserably:

"As the leader of the Nanhua Sect, I invited all my fellow practitioners to join in this grand event, but I didn't expect it to cause a great disaster... Nanhua disciples, listen to my order, you must endure humiliation and bear the burden, hand over our sect's martial arts secret manuals, and never be enemies with Chen Feng again!"

After saying that, before everyone could react, he suddenly drew his sword and committed suicide.

*Puchi!*

Blood splashed far away, he swayed, and fell to the ground.

In this situation, the Nanhua Sect had stood at the cusp of the storm. Luo Zhen used his life to give an explanation to the various factions, so as to preserve the last face of the Nanhua Sect, and at the same time apologize to Chen Feng, so as to avoid being settled accounts after the fall.

He deliberately emphasized that the disciples should hand over the martial arts secret manuals, in order to hide the true teachings of spells. Only leaking martial arts would not hurt the foundation of the Nanhua Sect, which was the last small calculation.

Bi Yun Daoren looked at Luo Zhen's corpse, knew his plan, sighed secretly and shook his head, feeling complicated.

Seeing this scene, the sect leaders' expressions changed, and a feeling of depression in their chests had nowhere to vent, but they could no longer accuse the Nanhua Sect.

"Today, my Vajra Sect admits defeat. If you want the secret manuals, then take them."

The Vajra Sect Leader opened his mouth, gritting his teeth.

The sect leaders lowered their heads in dejection, and finally surrendered one after another.

The disciples all breathed a sigh of relief, full of joy and relief.

"Wouldn't it be over if you had done this earlier?"

Zhou Jing wiped the blood stains on his face and shook his head.

Just then, his panel popped up:

[You have obtained the career achievement - [Spear Attacks the Eight Great Sects]]

[Rating: National Level]

Zhou Jing glanced at it, temporarily closed the message, and signaled the bandits to come forward to **** the disciples of the various factions.

Although these bandits had been besieged by many martial arts experts, they had not been completely destroyed because they formed a battle formation to defend themselves, and Chen Feng had shown his great power to deter the enemy. In the end, no martial artist dared to besiege them any more, for fear of attracting Chen Feng to turn around and kill them.

The bandits all obeyed the order and came forward to tie up the crowd. The disciples of the various factions did not dare to act presumptuously, and had to be tied up obediently.

But at this moment, several martial artists suddenly stepped out of the crowd and bowed down to Zhou Jing.

"Chieftain Chen's martial arts are unparalleled, and we are impressed. We are willing to join you."

This situation immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone was surprised.

At this juncture, to stand up and pledge allegiance to Chen Feng? Isn't it a bit inappropriate?

Couldn't they do it in private? What's the difference between this and slapping everyone in the face in public?

Many people immediately showed disdain, feeling that these people wanted to step on them and deliberately show their loyalty to Chen Feng, so as to gain an opportunity to rise to the top, and were completely opportunistic.

These people, however, had normal expressions and were completely calm.

Zhou Jing looked at them strangely and said, "Get up, let's talk about this later."

Several people nodded and stood up, slowly walking not far from Zhou Jing.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Before the surrounding martial artists could react, these people suddenly took out a few black iron balls and suddenly threw themselves at Zhou Jing.

The next moment.

*Rumble!*

A deafening explosion roared in the field!

Violent flames and dense smoke rose up, engulfing Zhou Jing's figure.

Everyone present was stunned, and only in the next second did they recover from their shock.

What happened?!

Sha Xingzhou's eyes widened, and he was extremely surprised:

"This, this could it be... the Western Region Thunderbolt, which is said to be able to attract thunder and fire?!"