Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

"A one-on-one fight? What a naive idea. To catch the thief, you must first catch the king. As long as we kill you first, victory tonight will still belong to us."

The Shadow Master's words amused Zheng Qian. He was least afraid of group fights. As long as he killed fast enough, he could keep killing and become stronger through the killing.

Raising his greatsword, Zheng Qian pointed at everyone in Lü Jun's camp and said coldly, "Come at me all at once. I, Zheng Qian, will take on all of you by myself."

That's outrageous! They actually claim they can take on everyone single-handedly. Not to mention the seven experts at the Spirit Fusion Realm, plus the Imperial Guards who retreated, their camp still has at least tens of thousands of people. Who dares to say they can defeat so many experts?

Consort Mei silently approached Zheng Qian from behind, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions, including joy and displeasure. Who wouldn't like a man like that?

Regardless of winning or losing tonight, Zheng Qian must be added to the male concubine group and made the leader.

"Ignorant!" The Shadow Master sneered, his spiritual energy surging as he lunged at Zheng Qian, shouting loudly.

"Everyone, attack together and kill Zheng Qian."

The five experts at the Fusion Spirit Realm immediately attacked Zheng Qian, and even experts at the Blood Refining Realm like Hua Yixin chose to attack Zheng Qian.

"Kill, kill Zheng Qian."

As long as Zheng Qian dies, Consort Mei will be unable to withstand their experts at the Fusion Realm, and victory will still belong to them.

"You think we're all defenseless? Brothers, kill them!" Zhang Tiezhu shouted. He couldn't stand by and watch Zheng Qian get beaten up.

"Damn it, what's wrong with letting me take on everyone one-on-one? Huh, I'm asking you guys, what's wrong with that?" Zheng Qian shouted angrily. He really wanted to take on everyone one-on-one. Since the other side would be killed anyway, why couldn't he do it?

These are not only enemies, but also the mysterious elixir, the source of his power.

"Don't worry, I'm here. I won't let you face danger alone." The alluring voice of Consort Mei came, making Zheng Qian grit his teeth in hatred.

You bad guys, I really want to fight you one-on-one.

The battle was about to erupt. The Shadow Master's spiritual energy surged, and the Enchanting Consort, using a mesmerizing footwork, took the lead in attacking. As the Shadow Master's disciple, her assassination skills surpassed even her master's, completely exceeding his abilities.

However, when they faced each other, Consort Mei realized he was wrong. The Shadow Master's spiritual energy was more refined than hers, and his power was also greater.

"Late stage of the Spirit Fusion Realm!" Consort Mei exclaimed in disbelief. The Shadow Master had actually broken through to the late stage of the Spirit Fusion Realm.

"Heh heh, you've found out too late." The Shadow Master chuckled sinisterly; in truth, he was the number one expert in the Martial Rock Kingdom.

His movements were like a ghost, his dagger tracing eerie paths through the air, aiming straight for Zheng Qian's vitals. However, Zheng Qian seemed to have anticipated this, swinging his greatsword to forcefully deflect each deadly attack. Each collision was accompanied by a deafening sound, surging spiritual energy, and billowing dust.

Hua Chujie's silver spear, Eunuch Deng's palms, Zhou Junze and Liu Xu's spears and broadswords, and Zhao Baicheng and Li Yacheng's rapiers and longswords all attacked Zheng Qian relentlessly. At this moment, the Shadow Master's assassination attempt was restrained and unable to exert its full power.

"You deal with Zheng Qian first, I'll handle Consort Mei." The Shadow Master's voice came, as he focused on dealing with Consort Mei to prevent her from helping Zheng Qian.

With six experts at the Fusion Spirit Realm besieging Zheng Qian, who had just broken through to the Fusion Spirit Realm, the outcome was obvious.

Zheng Qian is doomed.

The Po Yue Dragon Cavalry, Xuan Hu Army, and Chang Wu Army also launched a frenzied attack. However, their individual combat strength was inferior to that of the experts gathered by Lü Jun. Although they had the advantage in numbers, they could not break through the defensive line formed by them in a short period of time.

"Hold on! As long as we can buy time, Zheng Qian will surely die, and the rest are no threat!" Hua Yixin shouted. He had also seen the situation and knew that as long as they could drag it out, they would win.

"Yes, everyone hold on! Once Zheng Qian is dead, none of them will be a match for us. Kill!" The three clan leaders also launched a frenzied attack.

The five officers of the Broken Mountain Dragon Cavalry also launched a desperate attack. Tonight, they could only win and could not afford to lose, otherwise, the Hua family would settle accounts afterward and they would be wiped out.

"Brothers, kill! Avenge Zhao Long!" Wang Yue was also bloodthirsty, recklessly charging towards the blockade formed by the four major families, desperately trying to get closer to Zheng Qian and share the burden.

Feng Ziguo gripped his soft sword in his right hand and continued to fight. He had lost his left hand and too much blood, so he had little fighting power left and was not as brave as Wang Yue and the others.

"Wang Yue, what did you say? Zhao Long is dead?" Zheng Qian heard Wang Yue's shout and couldn't believe that Zhao Long, who was eager for military merit and wanted to prove himself, was dead.

"Commander, Zhao Long has been killed by Zhou Junze! You must avenge him!" Wang Yue shouted, his tiger-like eyes filled with tears, wishing he could tear Zhou Junze to pieces.

"Alright, this commander will avenge Zhao Long! Die!" Zheng Qian shouted. At this moment, he held nothing back and unleashed his power of 40,000 jin, showing no fear of the siege of the six masters.

The battle intensified, and Zheng Qian's giant sword seemed to come alive, each swing accompanied by the force of thunder, forcing the six masters to retreat repeatedly.

The six experts were initially full of confidence, but they were increasingly surprised as the fight progressed. Despite being surrounded by the six of them, Zheng Qian seemed to have spare strength. He not only defended flawlessly, deflecting their attacks one by one, but also launched counterattacks.

Every strike from Zheng Qian caused them immense suffering. His strength was simply too great; even if they managed to block it, they would be sent flying by a single blow and suffer varying degrees of internal injuries. If it weren't for their teamwork, they would have been killed by Zheng Qian long ago.

With a clang, Zheng Qian's giant sword struck Hua Chujie's silver spear. Unable to withstand the immense force of the impact, the giant sword shattered into fragments that flew in all directions, causing screams of agony as it killed the surrounding experts.

Zheng Qian took out a sword with ancient runes carved on its blade from his spatial ring. The moment the sword appeared, the space trembled, and the five people's eyes were instantly drawn to it, as if the sword had a kind of magic that wanted to suck away their souls.

The Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword, weighing a staggering 38,000 jin, was wielded rapidly in Zheng Qian's hands.

At this moment, Zhou Junze arrived, his spear like a venomous snake in the darkness, emitting a sharp whistling sound as it pierced the air, aiming for Zheng Qian's heart.

"Behead fiercely, die."

With a loud shout, Zheng Qian's blood and spiritual energy surged within his body. He raised the Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword high, ignoring the spear, and slashed fiercely at Zhou Junze.

Faced with Zheng Qian's heavy slash, Zhou Junze felt a sense of powerlessness, as if facing a death crisis. Zheng Qian was much faster than him, so he could only raise his spear and use it to block Zheng Qian's heavy slash.

bang...

Zhou Junze felt that he could not resist Zheng Qian's power, and then his body exploded, and he died completely.

Zheng Qian's force of over 40,000 jin, combined with the weight of the Dragon Scale Void-Breaking Sword of 38,000 jin, directly blasted Zhou Junze apart, and the shockwave even knocked over the surrounding experts.

"So strong."

"He was actually cleaved in two with a single sword strike! How powerful must he be?"

"Everyone's saying he's a killing machine, but didn't he fight seriously before?"

Zheng Qian hadn't really fought seriously before; the greatsword was too light to unleash his full power. When he went all out, he directly shattered the greatsword, which is why he took out the Dragon Scale Void-Breaking Sword.

After slaying Zhou Junze, a drop of mysterious liquid fell into Zheng Qian's mind.

Zheng Qian's eyes lit up. Killing a Spirit Fusion Realm expert, each person was actually a drop of light. There were thirty transparent light particles shining before, and there are still thirty transparent light particles shining now.

"Take this!" Hua Chujie refused to believe it. He saw the other four people filled with fear and charged towards Zheng Qian with their spears. He wanted to kill Zheng Qian and regain his confidence in martial arts. Otherwise, Zheng Qian would be his inner demon and hinder his growth in martial arts.

"Dragon Soars Thrust!" Hua Chujie leaped high into the air, his silver spear emitting a blinding light, carrying lightning as it crashed down towards Zheng Qian.

This strike was stronger and more powerful than the last.

"Don't use the same move twice." Zheng Qian sneered, his blood and spiritual energy beginning to converge, and he also raised the Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword.

"Fierce Slash".

The Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword was swung upwards, the runes on its blade seeming to dance joyfully as it slashed towards the spear.

bang...

With another loud bang, Hua Chujie, the number one martial arts genius and number one spear master of Wuyan Kingdom, was cleaved in two by a single sword strike in mid-air.

Two sword strikes annihilated two experts at the Spirit Fusion Realm. It was too powerful, too shocking.