Martial God Asura

asking Chu Feng for forgiveness, the crowd’s emotions were very complicated.

At first, because of Jiang Qisha’s appearance, they felt they had witnessed a true genius.
They felt, in comparison to Jiang Qisha, Chu Feng was no more than trash.

But now, they discovered they were wrong—absolutely wrong.
They had all underestimated Chu Feng’s ability.
So, as it seemed, Chu Feng was not only a peak genius in the Eastern Sea Region, even against a genius in the Holy Land of Martialism, Chu Feng remained a horrifying existence.

Discussions arose within the crowd.
Everyone felt they overrated Jiang Qisha.
Though strong, the genius from the Holy Land of Martialism was only so-so.

But Jiang Qisha didn’t care anymore how others looked at him.
He only wanted to do one thing now—survive.

So, he once again said with sincerity, “Chu Feng, before I just wanted to get the Misty Peak.
I didn’t want to introduce animosity between us, and actually, what happened today is only a misunderstanding.

“Although I had said those words to mock you and Zi Ling, that was only a bait.
I just wanted Tantai Xue to come out, and I had never planned to harm Zi Ling and the others.
In fact, if it weren’t for me, they might not have even survived up until now.

“I, Jiang Qisha, am a person who treasures people with talent.
As long as you forgive me today, I can pretend nothing ever happened.
To be honest, with your aptitude, if you enter the Cursed Soil Sect, it’s very possible that you will even lead the sect in the future!

“But without me, even if you can enter the Holy Land of Martialism, it will be very difficult to enter the Cursed Soil Sect.
Even if you could, to acquire the acknowledgement of the patriarch will be similarly difficult.

“As they say, ‘If you take a step back, you behold a greater world.’ I, Jiang Qisha, can disregard my juniors’ death.
Why must you continue pressing forward?”

“Hahahaha…” However, something no one expected was after Jiang Qisha spoke those words, Chu Feng suddenly laughed.
His laughter shook the world and became the only sound one could hear.

Many people tightly frowned.
They felt very uneasy.
After all that happened, Chu Feng had proven, with no doubt, that he was the ruler of this place.
It was an easy action for him to kill any person.
Even Jiang Qisha feared him, so who wouldn’t?

But on the topic of fear, naturally Jiang Qisha feared him the most.
Because he was arrogant, because he was conceited, he felt his life was the most precious.
Similarly, he was a person who feared death the most.

“Jiang Qisha, do you think I’m a fool, or are you a fool? You’re saying such unrealistic things to me?” Finally, Chu Feng stopped laughing, but a mocking sneer remained on his face.

*poof* Jiang Qisha knelt down after hearing those words.
He raised his arms and loudly said with a face full of solemnness, “I, Jiang Qisha, swear to the heavens every single word I said today is true! If there’s even half a word of lie, let lightning strike me and grant me a horrid death!”

“Hahaha…” But Chu Feng once again roared with laughter.
He said, “Jiang Qisha, first of all, no matter what you do, I won’t believe you.
There’s no need to so painstakingly beg.

“Furthermore, even if everything you’ve said is true, so what? You’ve already crossed my bottom line.
Let alone only a disciple from the Holy Land of Martialism, even if you were the disciple of god, my actions remain the same!

“Today, you will die! Even god cannot save you!”

After speaking, Chu Feng’s gaze turned cold.
At the same time, the halted blood-red lights in the air flew towards Jiang Qisha extremely quickly.

*BANG—*

When the blood-red lights gathered together, a horrifying blood-red slash landed on Jiang Qisha’s body with the shape of a cross.

His body split in an instant.
No matter limbs or soul, it all vanished.
It was true absolute destruction.

The peak genius from the Holy Land of Martialism had been killed by Chu Feng!