Volume Four: Renowned Everywhere Chapter 0162: Fierce Battle

Dominating quotes and arrogant declarations filled the air as the crowd gazed at Qin Yang, a man shrouded in mystery, their faces filled with undisguised adoration.

Women immediately burst into cheers.

This was the kind of man women loved most. Most of the spectators here were martial artists who naturally maintained a degree of composure, refraining from overly flamboyant displays—especially with two breathtaking beauties standing nearby, glaring fiercely at anyone who dared to eye their man.

His figure shifted through the air, moving as gracefully as if he were strolling among the clouds. He unleashed the Vast Heaven Long Fist, striking down a vampire who crossed his path. He showed no mercy whatsoever toward those intent on ending his life.

Blood mists drifted as he fought across the firmament. Yu Chen’s face was as dark as dripping water, and he cast cold glances around him. Recognizing the vast chasm in strength still remaining between himself and Qin Yang, a retreat began to form in his mind. The Howling Moon Celestial Wolf had suffered severe injuries, its once-solid true form now reduced to a flickering illusion.

"Damn it, how can this Qin Yang possibly be this powerful?"

Charles, the Vampire Prince, and Rhodes, the expert of the Wolf Clan, cast a deep, lingering look at Yu Chen before turning their attention back to Qin Yang. To Qin Yang's slight surprise, the biochemical warriors from M Country had yet to make their move.

There was also Masakazu Kameda from the Blood Fiend Division of the Island Nation.

Below, the two Holy Maidens of the Dark and Light Holy Sees, dressed in contrasting black and white gowns, watched coldly from the sidelines, adding to the mounting headache.

Faced with the enemies charging toward him, the Vast Heaven Long Fist struck out once more.

His fists punched continuously. No one could tell how many blows he delivered within the span of a single breath. The sky was filled with overlapping fist shadows accompanied by deafening roars, shattering the very fabric of the heavens.

"You dare kill members of my vampire clan? I will drain every drop of blood from your body to nourish the hundreds of millions of descendants of my race!" Charles snorted coldly. Space rippled as wings unfurled behind his back, propelling him forward in an instant as his speed was pushed to the absolute limit.

The simultaneous onslaught of the four supreme experts instantly caused the hearts of Song Yu and Yaoxi to tighten.

Yaoxi suddenly felt a gentle pat on her palm, and when she looked up in surprise, she realized their Team Leader had arrived.

"Team Leader." Zhan Long nodded. The moment he received Yaoxi’s transmission and realized the situation had escalated far beyond the capabilities of the God-Slaying Squad, he had rushed over without a moment's rest. After all, Qin Yang was a compatriot of Huaxia and a member of their Dragon Team; no matter what, they had to ensure his safety.

The White-Clothed Sword Saint Aotian looked at Zhang Kuang with an arrogant laugh and said, "I'll go deal with the big shots. You take care of these small fries."

Hearing this, the corners of Zhang Kuang’s mouth twitched uncontrollably. It was true that his current strength fell far too short when facing top-tier martial artists, but did the guy really have to say it out loud? How humiliating! Dissatisfied, he retorted, "Hmph, you damned freak, don't get so full of yourself. Sooner or later, I will surpass you."

"I'll be waiting." Watching Aotian leave without even looking back made Zhang Kuang tremble all over with fury.

"That damned freak!" he cursed under his breath before drawing the Brilliant Horizon Saber and rocketing up into the sky.

The Butcher leapt into the air, and at the same time, Wang Kun and the others moved out in unison. "How can one miss out on such a magnificent spectacle?"

Seeing this, Yu Chen knew that the hunt for Qin Yang was destined to fail, and he decided to disengage immediately. "Qin Yang, I will come for you again."

Dragging his battered body, he once again attempted to retreat. Qin Yang could only watch him leave with cold eyes, as he was currently entangled by the Blood Fiend and Charles and unable to break away.

A streak of sword light flashed through the air, and a purple halo rose across the horizon. The surrounding martial artists looked on in sheer astonishment at this swordsmanship.

Purple Qi comes from the East.

This was the sword technique of the Song family.

The sword light flashed, instantly slashing toward Yu Chen. Startled, Yu Chen had not expected anyone to launch a sneak attack on him at a time like this. He stared at the delicate, exquisite beauty before him and stroked his chin. "Heh, I wonder if the great Qin Yang, who boasts so many confidantes, would feel a pang of heartache if I killed you?"

With that, his right hand transformed completely into a wolf claw, a ferocious grin spreading across his face as he launched a sudden attack. Sharp claws gleamed in the air. Everyone who witnessed this turned pale; this ice-cold beauty of the Song family was quite renowned—how tragic it would be if she were to die at Yu Chen's hands.

Yaoxi cast a deep look at Song Yu and resolutely joined the fray, a gesture that embodied the solidarity of sisters.

"Get lost!" Qin Yang delivered a flurry of kicks, their sheer velocity bursting the air apart. Ordinary mortals would have been pulverized instantly had they caught even the shockwaves.

Fixing his gaze on Yu Chen, a dense wave of murderous intent surged outward.

Song Yu was his reverse scale; he would never permit anyone to harm her. Since Yu Chen dared to strike, he had better be prepared to die.

The rune-covered face of the Blood Fiend twisted into an exceptionally ferocious expression, the corners of his mouth curling upward with playful mockery. "Heh, what's the matter? Want to go rescue your little lover?"

"I simply won't let you."

"You really are arrogant." Glaring at the Blood Fiend, Qin Yang unleashed the Nine Steps to Shatter the Heavens. A terrifying suction force erupted, leaving the Blood Fiend's face covered in sheer astonishment. "How can this be?"

Vast Heaven Long Fist!

Wrath of Gods and Buddhas!

An image of Maitreya Buddha manifested behind him, a furious expression carved upon its massive face.

It was not that the Buddha never grew angry, but rather that true wrath was rarely unleashed. The Wrath of Gods and Buddhas could annihilate all living beings.

At that moment, everyone stared fixedly at the sky. Before their eyes existed only that single punch, embodying the anger, hatred, and abhorrence of gods and buddhas alike.

Standing in place, the Blood Fiend found a strange conviction welling up within his mind—the sensation of having committed towering crimes and being forsaken by the heavens themselves.

"Hahaha! Do you really think you can affect me with such childish tricks? Aren't you underestimating me a bit too much? What I cultivate is the Dao of Blood, destined to forsake all living beings in pursuit of my true self!" A sea of blood surged behind him, converging entirely onto a single blood-red palm that madly blasted toward Qin Yang.

The Buddha-light-radiant arm tore through the firmament, directly shattering the shackles of the blood mist, and instantly arrived before the Blood Fiend. This development shocked the Blood Fiend to his core; he had never imagined that Qin Yang's attack could possess such terrifying sharpness.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, he burned his vital essence to escape. At the same time, the attack Charles had been brewing arrived right before them.

"Hmph, try to block me and you shall pay the price." Qin Yang continued to unleash the Wrath of Gods and Buddhas with his left hand while the Thousand Leaf Saber Array unholstered and hovered in the air, driven by his spiritual soul to slash toward Charles.

The Blood Fiend, who had fled far away, had barely managed to catch his breath when the fist intent of the Wrath of Gods and Buddhas arrived right in front of him. Gritting his teeth, he was forced to mount a hasty defense.

As the onlookers watched this unfold, their pupils dilated once more. They felt as though today was the day they experienced the most shocks in their entire lives.

Even after fleeing so far, the Blood Fiend was still blasted away by the mere remaining shockwaves of that fist technique.

Just how strong was this Qin Yang?

The seven Silver Fox blades merged in mid-air, transforming into a massive black saber.

A bloodthirsty joy radiated from it. At this moment, the Demonic Saber finally displayed its true might.

A terrifying black blade aura devoured its surroundings as it slashed toward Charles.

Upon seeing this, Charles's expression shifted drastically. If he were to be defeated by this unmanned Demonic Saber, it would be an utterly disgraceful humiliation.

The blood-red wings on his back flapped, unleashing countless continuous blood blades. Unfortunately for him, things did not go as he wished; the momentum of the Demonic Saber remained unabated. A miserable scream rang out as half of Charles's body was severed.

Qin Yang merely glanced coldly in that direction before charging toward Yu Chen. "Yu Chen, you are truly courting death."

Hearing this, Yu Chen’s heart skipped a beat. He never expected Qin Yang to break through the blockade so quickly.

Glancing at the battered Blood Fiend and Charles, he shouted in rage, "Utter trash, you couldn't even stall a single person!"

Heaven-Extinguishing Seal!