Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and took out a token.

"Qincheng, spare us."

Qin Cheng heard this and arrested the four presidents.

"This is the token of my Kyoto Martial Arts Association. Only he can control the thousands of talismans outside the association. If I crush this object, the Kyoto Martial Arts Association will be wiped out, and your mother will not escape death." The president of the conference said quickly.

But Qin Cheng seemed to be unable to hear anything.

In the horrified eyes of the Fourth President, flames rose.

"Qin Cheng! Don't force me."

Seeing Qin Cheng walking toward the third president again, the president of the conference roared at the top of his lungs.

Qin Cheng stood in front of the Third Guild Leader, whose arms were trembling, and punched out. The Third Guild Leader's body suddenly exploded, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

At this time, Qin Cheng, who was surrounded by flames and covered in blood, was like a demon from the Nine Netherworld.

"Qincheng!"

Seeing that Qin Cheng was about to attack the second president, the president's voice was extremely ferocious.

"You don't want your mother anymore? I swear, as long as I blow up the talisman, everyone inside will die!"

The token in his hand lit up slightly, and he was ready to go.

Qin Cheng seemed to finally hear his voice and slowly let go of the second president.

The second president fell to the ground with a pale face, and streams of yellow liquid flowed down his crotch. He barely escaped death, but he was almost beaten to the head.

"Hand it over and I will spare your life." Qin Cheng looked at the conference leader indifferently.

"I don't believe it unless you swear by it." The president of the conference said with a trembling voice.

"Hand it over or die." Qin Cheng's eyes revealed the murderous secret and he slowly raised his hand.

Gudu!

The president of the conference swallowed hard and hesitated.

He was afraid of death, but he was also worried that Qin Cheng would not keep his word.

"I will not lie in front of everyone." Qin Cheng said lightly. He took a deep breath, the redness in his eyes disappeared, and the flames on his body were extinguished. He returned to his original appearance.

"Are you sure?"

The president of the conference breathed a sigh of relief. Qin Cheng looked so terrible just now, giving people a feeling of indifference to all things. Now that he faced it, the heaviness was much lighter.

"Last chance." Qin Cheng's voice was cold.

"I can kill you before you activate the token. As for the talisman, I will slowly crack it and it will eventually become ineffective."

"Okay, I promise you." The president gritted his teeth and handed the token to Qin Cheng.

"And your realm-transforming weapon," Qin Cheng said.

"Don't go too far." The second president was a little annoyed.

"Give it to him." shouted the leader of the assembly.

The two of them took out their respective realm transformation tools.

All the warriors looked at him with envy.

Together with the Fourth Guild Master's writing brush, the Qin Clan now has three more realm-transformation tools.

And this does not include Qin Cheng's previous killing of the other three guild leaders, as well as the fragments of the Realm Transformation Artifact broken in half on the ground.

It is extremely rare for a sect or family to have a realm-transformation weapon.

And Qinmen now owns more than five pieces!

"The rise of the Qin Sect is inevitable. From now on in the Yanxia martial arts world, the Qin Sect will be a topic that cannot be avoided." An old man lamented.

"Brother, what kind of method did you use just now? It looked very powerful."

Ye Zun had already put away his protective shield, and now he ran over with a smile on his face. He was groping around Qin Cheng's body, his eyes shining, as if he was looking at some treasure.

"You are now more able to withstand beatings. It seems that I made a wise choice in choosing you to explore the secret realm."

"Master, you are so awesome!" Xu Beichuan and Scarface also walked over with admiration on their faces.

Zhu Yao, King Nan and others also came over to say hello.

Many people looked at the conference president and other members of the Martial Arts Association with murderous intent.

If Qin Cheng hadn't promised to spare his life, they would have attacked him now.

The president's face was extremely ugly. This time the Kyoto Martial Arts Association was completely in danger. Even if he survived by chance today, he would have no place to stand in the hot summer in the future.


Chapter completed!