Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Zheng Qian took the heavy sword from his back and said coldly.

"Hua Feng, your Biqiang Sect has tried to kill me time and time again. They were just unskilled and were killed by me. There's no point in saying more. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Let's settle this today."

Hua Feng wanted to kill Zheng Qian, but Zheng Qian also wanted to kill Hua Feng.

Hua Zhongzheng framed him, and Bai Shao besieged him; they were mortal enemies.

"Settle things? You trash don't even dare to talk to Huafeng about settling things."

Hua Feng looked down on Zheng Qian from the bottom of his heart, thinking he was just a good-for-nothing who only knew how to drink and gamble.

Looking around, Hua Feng said with a sinister tone.

“You will all die, and your families will all die.”

This is too cruel. It doesn't extend to their families. Hua Feng not only wants to kill them, but also wipe out their entire family.

Are only those members of the Green Spear Sect allowed to rob and kill, but others not allowed to resist?

No one doubted what Hua Feng said: force is power, and the weak can only be slaughtered.

Everyone drew their weapons, ready to fight to the death. The shadow of death loomed over them, making it hard to breathe.

Seeing the low morale, and to prevent the Cao family gang from scattering and fleeing, which would cause Hua Feng to chase after Jiang Siting, he might not be able to stop Hua Feng.

Protecting Jiang Siting was his goal for this trip, and no matter what the process was like, that goal must not change.

So what if Hua Feng appears? We can just kill him and eliminate any future troubles.

"Haha."

Zheng Qian laughed loudly, and then said.

"Hua Feng, you people from the Jade Spear Sect just love to talk big. In reality, you're all all show and no substance. I, Zheng Qian, am two realms below you, yet I still dare to challenge you to a duel."

The rest of you stay put and don't give him a chance to escape. Watch how I deal with him.

Zheng Qian's spirited speech successfully stirred everyone's emotions, and the fear of death was suppressed by their passion.

"Go God of Slaughter, take him down!"

"Don't worry, God of Slaughter, if he dares to run, I'll break his legs."

“If he dares to run away from me, I’ll hold a knife to his lung.”

The Cao family gang members are all outlaws who often live a life of danger and are very professional at escaping and fighting.

He's quite professional at trash-talking.

"A group of garbage."

Hua Feng disdained to engage in verbal sparring with them.

"You're courting death! I, the sect leader, will grant your wish today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Feng launched the first attack, his silver spear like a dragon emerging from the sea, crashing down on Zheng Qian with a whistling sound.

Clang.

Zheng Qian drew his heavy sword, a resolute glint in his eyes. He had to go all out in this battle.

He concentrated all his strength into the greatsword and then swung it forward with a mighty swing.

The heavy sword, carrying the force of thunder, clashed violently with the silver spear.

Ding……

The weapons clashed with a deafening roar, and their eyes met, like sparks flying from the impact.

Burning, extinguishing, dying.

The sparks stung their eyes, but they stared intently at each other, their weapons clashing desperately for each other's vitals.

The two exchanged blows, each strike deadly from the very beginning. The silver spear and the heavy sword clashed in the air, producing a series of ear-piercing metallic clangs.

Under the scorching sun, their figures moved swiftly, each attack and defense precise and powerful. The surrounding air seemed to be ignited by the fierce battle, radiating a scorching heat.

"This fighting power is too strong. I wouldn't last a moment if I went in."

"The Black-Clad Killer is only at the early stage of the Bone Refining Realm, yet he is so powerful."

"The combat power of geniuses and ordinary people at the same level is definitely different. I've heard that some people can fight across different levels."

"Do you know who Zheng Qian is? He's the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) of Zheng Le镖局 (escort agency) in Lvchang County. He's a genius, and geniuses can fight beyond their limits."

Cao Zhenxiong was shocked. He was a mid-stage expert in the Bone Refining Realm and could fight against Hua Yixuan, who was in the late stage, but he was not confident that he could last a round against Hua Feng.

Zheng Qiancai, at the early stage of the Bone Refining Realm, was actually able to fight Hua Feng, who was at the peak of the Bone Refining Realm, without being at a disadvantage.

I can only describe him with two words: awesome.

The first round ended, and the two stood facing each other separately.

Zheng Qian gasped for breath. He had unleashed eighty-one sword strikes, each one delivered with all his might, leaving his hands numb from the impact.

Hua Feng didn't gain any advantage either. He was covered in sweat, and Zheng Qian was several hundred pounds stronger than him. Every confrontation was a clash of strength, and he was at a disadvantage.

He had a great advantage in ambushing Zheng Qian, but he didn't expect that Zheng Qian, the sixth brother, was wearing an iron plate, and his right hand was already fractured.

Both of them went to the battlefield wounded, and neither of them suffered a loss.

What surprised Hua Feng the most was that Zheng Qiancai, in the early stage of Bone Refining, actually had a strength of over 7,000 jin. You should know that an ordinary person would have to weigh 5,000 jin to complete the Skin Refining stage, and then increase by 300 to 400 jin with each stage of Bone Refining, because that would be the limit of the human body.

Hua Feng's peak strength in the Bone Refining Realm reached 6,800 jin because his family's cultivation technique, the "Azure Snow Spear," ranked number one in the Martial Rock Kingdom, greatly enhances strength. Unexpectedly, Zheng Qian broke everyone's understanding, reaching over 7,000 jin in the early stage of the Bone Refining Realm.

Hua Feng glanced at the silver spear out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Every time Zheng Qian's heavy sword clashed with his silver spear, it struck the same spot, very close to his right hand.

In other words, when Zheng Qian couldn't hit him, he would try to strike his right hand and damage his weapon. At this point, the shaft of the silver spear had already been dented.

The silver spear in his hand was made of fine iron, ranking first among the weapon materials in Wuyan Kingdom. Yet, Zheng Qian managed to dent it, which shows how fierce Zheng Qian's attack was.

Zheng Qian's tactics were also very successful. Hua Feng's right hand was fractured, and he was in excruciating pain.

Wrap your palm with the corner of your clothing, slowly rotate it a few times, and then tear it off forcefully.

Swish.

His clothes were torn, and he quickly tied a knot to cover his hand, keeping a close eye on Zheng Qian the whole time to prevent him from launching a sudden attack.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Qian calmly watched him bandage the wound. I admired Zheng Qian's gentlemanly behavior and then said something.

"With such high combat power at the early stage of the Bone Refining Realm, Zheng Le is truly blessed to have such a genius son like you."

Zheng Qian had been thinking about how to fight, and he didn't launch an attack even when Hua Feng was bandaging him, because he was thinking of a strategy.

Hua Feng's combat power was extremely strong. With each impact of the weapon, a hidden force was transmitted from the heavy sword to his hand, causing his arm to go numb.

One attack of this hidden force is not scary, but it cannot withstand ten or a hundred attacks. If his strength were not strong enough, he would not be able to lift the heavy sword with his hands at this moment.

With a hearty laugh, Zheng Qian said.

"The Zheng family does many good deeds, so they are naturally blessed. Your Biqiang Sect does all sorts of heinous things, so you will surely suffer retribution."

Their eyes met again, fixed intently on each other, ready to unleash a swift and deadly attack at any moment.

The sun grew even hotter, and sweat streamed down Hua Feng's forehead, into his eyebrows, and gathered on his eyelids.

The moment the sweat dripped into his eyes, Zheng Qian moved.