Qin Feng's eyes were fixed on the ghostly blue flames and sharp sword energy rushing towards him.

The raging blue flames seemed to devour the entire space, while the sword energy roared in with terrifying power that could tear through the void.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Qin Feng showed no fear whatsoever. His feet moved swiftly with an unusual rhythm, as if under a spell.

With each step he took, his figure became blurred, like a phantom flickering in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the ghostly blue flames and the sharp sword energy rushed towards Qin Feng's original location almost simultaneously.

However, to everyone's surprise, they missed their target!

A loud bang was heard, and the demonic fire and sword energy blasted straight towards an open space behind.

Instantly, smoke and dust filled the air, the earth shook violently, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"Is that all you've got?" Qin Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile.

Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed, rushing towards the nearest Wang Xianzhi like lightning.

Qin Feng's speed was incredibly fast, almost like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Wang Xianzhi.

At this moment, Wang Xianzhi was completely stunned by Qin Feng's speed. His eyes widened and his face was full of fear.

When he realized danger was approaching, he instinctively tried to dodge to the side, but it was too late.

Qin Feng's right fist, gleaming with golden light, slammed into Wang Xianzhi's body like a cannonball.

With a dull thud, a deafening roar echoed through the sky. Wang Xianzhi's body exploded instantly under the impact of this powerful force, dissipating into countless fragments into nothingness.

The Pure Yang Master, witnessing this breathtaking scene, turned deathly pale. He thought to himself, "Damn brat! I never expected him to be so powerful!"

"As an incarnation of the same soul imprint, I'm afraid I'm no match for him. If I continue to entangle with him, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape in the end either..."

At that moment, Chunyang Zhenren's mind was churning with thoughts, and a strong sense of fear and timidity involuntarily welled up from the depths of his heart.

He knew that if he continued to stay here and fight against Qin Feng, his chances of survival would be slim.

After all, at this moment he was merely an incarnation of a divine soul imprint. Once this incarnation was completely destroyed by Qin Feng, his true body would inevitably suffer severe backlash.

Just as Pure Yang Zhenren was hesitating, he suddenly felt Qin Feng's gaze shooting towards him like two cold, sharp beams of light.

In an instant, his heart sank, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

He knew perfectly well that he absolutely could not hesitate any longer at this moment; any delay might mean losing even the last chance to escape.

Thinking of this, Pure Yang Zhenren could no longer care about anything else. He gritted his teeth, made a decisive move, and with a swift movement, turned around and fled.

However, to his utter surprise, despite his swift movements, Qin Feng seemed to have anticipated his intentions.

Qin Feng's figure flashed, disappearing from the spot in an instant like a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng appeared not far in front of Chunyang Zhenren without anyone noticing.

Upon seeing this, Chunyang Zhenren was immediately shocked, his face showing an expression of disbelief. His mouth was wide open, as if he wanted to say something, but he was too shocked to utter a sound.

Before Chunyang Zhenren could recover from his shock, Qin Feng had already swung his right fist, which was flashing with dazzling golden light, and smashed it hard into Chunyang Zhenren's chest with the force of thunder.

With a loud "bang," the avatar of Chunyang Zhenren's soul imprint was shattered on the spot by this terrifying attack before it could even make any effective defensive move.

With a dazzling flash of light, the divine soul imprint of the Pure Yang True Man instantly shattered into countless tiny fragments.

Like dazzling fireworks blooming in the night sky, they scattered and drifted in the air, eventually disappearing without a trace.

The eight men in blue watched helplessly as Qin Feng destroyed the avatar of Chunyang Zhenren's soul imprint. The color drained from their faces instantly, turning them as pale as snow, and large beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads, as if they had just experienced a terrible nightmare.

Their bodies began to tremble violently, each tremor conveying an uncontrollable fear from the depths of their hearts.

When they looked at Qin Feng, their eyes were filled with despair and awe, as if the person standing in front of them was not an ordinary person, but the god of death from the deepest hell.

You must know that both the incarnation of Pure Yang Zhenren's soul imprint and the incarnation of Wang Xianzhi's soul imprint are terrifying beings with heaven-reaching and earth-shattering abilities, capable of easily obliterating them with a mere gesture!

But now, these very beings that they feared so much were being easily and swiftly annihilated by Qin Feng with overwhelming force.

Only at this moment did the eight men in blue robes awaken from their daze and finally realize how foolish and ignorant their previous actions had been.

Before this, they arrogantly thought Qin Feng was nothing but a piece of trash!

However, if Qin Feng's terrifying strength is still considered trash, then what are they themselves?

At this moment, Qin Feng's seemingly amused gaze slowly swept over the eight men in blue robes in front of him.

He curled his lips into a slightly mocking smile and said softly, "Now you should all know who the real clown is, right?"

These words struck like a thunderbolt, exploding in the ears of the eight men in blue. Their faces instantly turned crimson, as if blood could drip from them.

Their faces burned, as if they had been slapped countless times without mercy.

Not long ago, all eight men in blue thought that Qin Feng was just putting on an act and making a show of it.

In their eyes, Qin Feng was nothing but a complete clown, not worth mentioning at all.

But now, Qin Feng has delivered a heavy and resounding counterattack to them with unparalleled strength.

Facts speak louder than words. Qin Feng proved to those who once looked down on him who the ridiculous clown really was!

The man in blue took a deep breath, frowned, and looked at Qin Feng, saying, "We concede defeat and are willing to compensate Su Liyue and Fellow Daoist Lin Xuan!"

Qin Feng chuckled. "Admit defeat? Pay compensation? Aren't you being a little too naive?"