Chapter 160: The Great Killing of the Four Directions

"On the grassland, a group of green-haired demon wolves, each the size of a water buffalo, were hunting. There were hundreds of them, and their prey was dozens of cultivators.

Grass and dust flew as the hundreds of demon wolves ran as fast as a stampede of wild horses, making the whole grassland tremble.

Most of the pursued cultivators were at the Foundation Establishment stage, while those at the Golden Core stage had already flown away.

“Why won't these wolves stop chasing us?” Zong Yan cursed under his breath. He was flying low with Ye Xuan and Murong Xuan, all of them bearing wounds from a recent fierce battle.

The other cultivators were also cursing, but they dared not stop for a rest, feeling resentful for not having been born with an extra pair of legs.

Meanwhile, the distance between the green demon wolves and them was steadily decreasing.

"Someone must have taken something from the Green Wolf Clan!" Ye Xuan said in a low voice. After a pause, he continued, "Let's change direction and get away from them!"

Zong Yan and Murong Xuan nodded in agreement, and the three of them quickly flew towards the west.

However, the other cultivators followed them in their escape, angering the three of them almost to the point of bursting into curses.

Clatter, clatter...

In the distance, a eerie and heart-pounding roar echoed from the horizon. Ye Xuan and the others looked up and saw a group of cultivators running towards them from the horizon, their screams suggesting that they were being chased by some kind of demonic beast.

This is bad!

Their hearts sank instantly. They instinctively took out their wooden plaques, ready to withdraw from the competition at any moment.

Compared to the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition, they cared more about their lives. If they lost their lives, everything else would be meaningless.

They were still young, and if they missed this Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition, they could participate in dozens more in the future.

“Roar...”

The green demon wolves behind them roared continuously, their voices filled with ferocity, making everyone's hearts jump.

At that moment, a familiar arrogant laughter came from the front. "Haha! You lot! If you have the guts, don't run!"

Qin Jun!

The three of them widened their eyes in surprise. They couldn't help but feel a sense of security upon hearing his laughter. They had started to admire Qin Jun, and his laughter gave them an inexplicable sense of safety.

Upon closer inspection, they vaguely saw a figure on the horizon, wielding a strangely shaped artifact and shooting at the fleeing cultivators. Bullets tore through the air, hitting the fleeing cultivators, creating a terrifying and eerie scene.

Clatter, clatter...

Qin Jun held the World-Ending Gatling Gun in his hand, with Li Yuanba, Qin Yun, Zhu Yanqing, and the Howling Sky Hound by his side, making it impossible for the fleeing cultivators to escape the range of the World-Ending Gatling Gun.

"Do you really want to exterminate them all?" Zhu Yanqing couldn't help but frown and ask, but the roaring of the World-Ending Gatling Gun was too loud, making her voice sound very weak.

"What did you say? I can't hear you!" Qin Jun pretended not to hear and shouted loudly, leaving Zhu Yanqing speechless.

Holding the World-Ending Gatling Gun in his hand, there was no one else in the world like him!

Qin Jun was ecstatic. This was the kind of excitement he had been looking forward to. He could dominate everything without relying on other gods and demons!

As for the guilt of killing?

He didn't have any. In the world of artifacts, he didn't kill others, and others wanted to kill him. Besides, how many cultivators didn't have blood on their hands?

Gratitude and enmity, the truth is in action!

“Roar...”

At this moment, the continuous howls of the green demon wolves came from the front, causing Qin Jun to narrow his eyes.

He abruptly cut off the output of his spiritual power and then put the World-Ending Gatling Gun into the Mythical Space. With a flip of his right hand, the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Yuanba! Let's go together!" Qin Jun said, then leaped into the air. With so many second-tier demon wolves, it was a good opportunity to hone his combat experience, and after using the World-Ending Gatling Gun for a long time, his spiritual power couldn't hold up.

Li Yuanba grinned, opened his hands, and the Golden Peng Divine Hammer appeared out of thin air. Holding the two hammers, he leaped down from the clouds.

As soon as Qin Jun left, the clouds under their feet dissipated in less than three seconds. Zhu Yanqing and the Howling Sky Hound were fine, but Qin Yun stumbled and almost fell, nearly knocking out her teeth.

"He's put away that artifact!"

A cultivator exclaimed in surprise, immediately causing the dozens of fleeing cultivators to stop in their tracks, turning around to look at Qin Jun with unfriendly expressions.

In their eyes, Qin Jun relied entirely on the World-Ending Gatling Gun, and without it, he was nothing to fear!

Thinking this, they quickly took out their own artifacts and charged towards Qin Jun.

"Come on!"

Qin Jun sneered, dressed in white like snow, his black hair fluttering in the wind. At that moment, he seemed like a remarkable gunman, extraordinary and exceptional.

He held the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear behind him, and in an instant, silver light burst forth. Spiritual power overflowed along the spear, rapidly transforming into a silver dragon that coiled around him. The dragon's roar shook the heavens, majestic and proud.

Since awakening the ancient dragon soul, Qin Jun could summon the dragon soul to assist in battle at any time, as long as he had spiritual power as a foundation.

A five-zhang-long, as thick as an adult's waist, silver dragon coiled around Qin Jun, its head towering above him, continuously roaring at the cultivators charging towards them, causing them to quickly halt their steps.

"A dragon... a dragon?"

"My god! What is that again?"

"Don't be afraid! That's a spear soul, not a real dragon!"

"Let's go! With so many of us, are we still afraid of him?"

"That's right! I want to see how powerful this Nine-Star-rated monster really is!"

The disciples cursed and encouraged each other, then charged towards Qin Jun once again, completely forgetting the scene where they were previously chased by Qin Jun like dogs.

Qin Jun's mouth curved into a smile, and suddenly activated the Momentary Splendor technique. The thunder in his palm surged along the gun's body, and his running speed instantly doubled, as if a flash of lightning had passed by.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

In the blink of an eye, Qin Jun pierced through eight disciples, leaving them frozen in place as if under a petrification spell, before their bodies burst with blood and collapsed to the ground the next second.

One move to kill eight Foundation Establishment stage disciples!

The remaining disciples were frightened and quickly stopped, then turned and fled, showing a clean and decisive retreat.

"Trying to run?"

Qin Jun sneered, and before the words had even fallen, a figure shot over his head like a cannonball towards the disciples, and it was none other than Li Yuanba!

Li Yuanba raised his twin hammers high and slammed them forcefully into the grassland. In an instant, the ground beneath his feet collapsed, and the grassland within a hundred meters cracked open one after another, with soil flying everywhere. Disciples were sent flying and some were even instantly killed by the shock.

Qin Jun leaped into the air, and the silver dragon entwined around his body suddenly thrust forward, directly smashing a disciple's bones to near shattering, causing him to scream and fall to the ground.

With Li Yuanba below and the surrounding ground resembling the aftermath of an earthquake, and Qin Jun above with the silver dragon tearing through the sky, the scene seemed frozen, shocking and stunning to Ye Xuan and his two companions who were running towards Qin Jun.

So... powerful!