Supreme Devouring God

Swoosh——

After the Starving Tiger Map pushed Feng Xiqing back.

Hong Qingya moved.

He leaped in front of Qin Chen.

"Family Head Feng, you also said, you can't stand slander."

"Then what could be better to wash away the slander than another battle?"

"Don't you think?"

Hong Qingya smiled as he looked at Feng Xiqing, whose face showed a touch of gloom.

Qin Chen was surprised.

He didn't expect Hong Qingya would stand up for him at this critical moment.

After all, taking a stand now would mean offending Feng Xiqing.

Feng Xiqing's heart sank to the bottom.

He never dreamed that his secret attack just now would fail, and that Hong Qingya would actually step forward.

Under normal circumstances, he naturally wouldn't care about Hong Qingya's words.

But now, the Ye Family, the Tang Family, and the forces of East Emperor City were all present.

He couldn't possibly ignore it.

"Father, it's okay."

"Since Chairman Hong suggested I fight him again, then let's fight again."

"Lest it damage your reputation."

At this time, as Feng Xiqing was contemplating what to do.

Feng Hao suddenly spoke up.

Hearing Feng Hao's confident words.

Feng Xiqing almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

But, since Feng Hao said so, what else could he do?

Now he can only pray that his secret attack earlier weakened Qin Chen's strength, so that Feng Hao could win.

With that said, Feng Xiqing retreated to the side.

As for Hong Qingya, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

He also went to Feng Xiqing's side.

Making Feng Xiqing's face even more gloomy.

This time, attempting another surprise attack on Qin Chen amidst the chaos, as he did earlier, was clearly impossible.

"Come on."

"Accusing my father of a secret attack, how could you even come up with that?"

"This time, not only will I defeat you thoroughly, but I will also take your head in revenge for my brother!"

Feng Hao appeared full of vigor and confidence.

"Suggestion accepted." Qin Chen replied indifferently.

"Right, you think the suggestion is good too? I think it's great."

Feng Hao let out a sinister laugh.

"Storm—Kill!!!"

In an instant, a fierce storm began to rise around him, wind rising and clouds gathering.

The earlier victory filled him with overflowing confidence.

Everyone in the drill ground was watching this battle.

Many were even secretly observing Feng Xiqing.

Clearly, Feng Xiqing's earlier attempt to kill Qin Chen had raised suspicion among many.

"Qilin Zither Sound Technique!"

"Conception as strings."

Qin Chen stood high in the Sky Dome, four conceptions converging into zither strings.

Then Qin Chen began to play the strings.

"A tune of blood kill, taking your head!!!"

Qin Chen's gaze was extremely cold.

The fierce killing aura flew from Qin Chen's fingertips like one leaping note after another.

In an instant, it clashed with Feng Hao's tempest.

Boom boom boom!!!

The explosion sounds in the Sky Dome were continuous.

Below, Feng Xiqing was feeling unprecedented tension, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Next to him, Hong Qingya smiled faintly and said, "Family Head Feng, what's wrong? Feeling ill?"

Feng Xiqing quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I'm fine, maybe just overworked these days."

The zither sound gradually intensified.

It started as a gentle stream, steady and non-threatening.

Eventually, it began to transform into a fierce river, finally morphing into a wild torrent, violent and fierce.

Feng Hao was instantly overpowered by Qin Chen!

However, this time Feng Hao wasn't worried at all.

Instead, he sneered, "Let's see how long you can last."

Earlier, Qin Chen was attacked, the zither sound interrupted, leading him to think Qin Chen's playing time was limited.

So, even though he was at a disadvantage, he wasn't panicked at all.

Qin Chen's expression was indifferent, without any trace of emotion.

But the speed at which his fingers plucked the strings gradually got faster.

The pressure on Feng Hao increased sharply.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"How can this be, how have you not reached your limit yet?!"

At this time, Feng Hao's expression turned somewhat unsightly.

He wanted to outlast Qin Chen until he couldn't keep it up, but now it seemed like he would be the one worn out first.

"With what you have, you can't push me to my limit!!!"

Qin Chen coldly declared.

Then, he forcefully struck the four zither strings twice.

The surging killing intent spiked instantly.

Feng Hao's tempest was instantly annihilated.

Then, the surging killing intent boldly surged and blasted directly at Feng Hao's body.

Sending Feng Hao crashing from the Sky Dome to the ground of the drill field, creating sinister cracks in the ground.

Silence!

The entire drill field fell silent for a moment.

Feng Hao was defeated.

He didn't suddenly counterattack like before and defeat Qin Chen instead.

Feng Hao's face was filled with stupefaction, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Impossible! How could this happen?!"

He roared, his eyes blood-red.

Yet, unexpectedly, a sharp pain came from his chest, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Did you really think you won just now?"

Qin Chen's voice came out cold and detached.

The next moment, Qin Chen moved again.

In his hand, the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade appeared.

Demon Intent rampant, Sword Intent rampant.

"Defeating you, I have a hundred ways!"

"Or else...kill you!!!"

Qin Chen's gaze was filled with chilling light.

As he spoke, the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade suddenly slashed down.

"No!!!"

In Feng Hao's eyes, there was a look of panic at this moment, he kept shaking his head, shouting loudly.

Splash—

The sound of flesh splattering echoed.

Qin Chen's Bloodthirsty Demon Blade directly decapitated Feng Hao.

At the moment of his death, Feng Hao finally realized.

That, all along, he never really won.

"Dare to kill my son, I will rip your soul and skin!! I will make you wish you were dead!!"

Seeing Feng Hao being killed by Qin Chen.

Feng Xiqing erupted in fury.

If it were Feng Rui who was killed, he might not be so heartbroken.

The key was, it was Feng Hao who died.

Feng Hao was the hope of the Feng Family, of Feng Xiqing.

Now, tragically dying at Qin Chen's hands, how could Feng Xiqing not be furious?

But just as Feng Xiqing was about to slaughter Qin Chen.

Hong Qingya's eyes looked playfully at Feng Xiqing.

"Family Head Feng, how about explaining?"

"How exactly did your son defeat others just now?"

Feng Xiqing's body instantly stiffened, his anger instantly frozen.

He looked around, feeling mortified.

The truth of what happened was not lost on those present.

Clearly, it was Feng Xiqing who acted in secret earlier!

Otherwise, how could Feng Hao have died so miserably?