Why do I have so many masters?

Ordinary Fifth Rank Martial Artist can travel with the wind and won't particularly fear the power of thunder and gale.

For instance, Master Fu Mo, back when he traveled from Fufeng Academy to Qingfeng Edge, had encountered several heavenly thunders. Even though this Master wasn't adept at combat or Qinggong, he could still escape without danger.

The thunder and lightning encountered at that time were merely natural phenomena, which at most would split some power due to the proximity of martial artists, unable to break the qi mechanism of a Middle Third Rank Martial Artist.

But not now; it was full-on thunder and lightning, striking continuously with three bolts per breath for about thirty breaths. Moreover, using the Gang Thunder Force that Wang Anfeng previously struck into his body as a guide, nearly a hundred bolts seemingly struck directly down on Xu Sixing, with little deviation.

Even a normal Fourth Rank Martial Artist would find it hard to withstand, not to mention Xu Sixing, who had already been ambushed by Wang Anfeng. His vast qi mechanism like the ocean had been forcefully scattered once, and his five viscera and six bowels were injured due to Vajra Palm Force, not being a master of External Cultivation. He could only rely on thick Inner Strength to withstand the first thirty bolts of thunder and was harshly ravaged for another twenty breaths afterward.

Wang Anfeng signaled the two behind him to halt and advanced alone seven steps, bending towards Xu Sixing and observed. While bending, his right hand slightly lifted, rotating the qi mechanism three hundred times per breath, already possessing ten-fold thick and heavy Vajra Palm Power, prepared to strike a deadly blow if the man feigned injury to attack suddenly.

The people of Divine Martial Mansion had already gathered behind Gong Yu and remained silent.

The previously rampant shouting, "Who dares to stop me?" fat big man had been shot dead by the Divine Martial Mansion's Armor-Breaking Crossbow with a three-bolt shot, lying there with dense inverted crossbow bolts, akin to a plump hedgehog, thoroughly dead.

The leading Colonel Cao Limin, upon seeing Wang Anfeng's movement style, then glanced at the martial artist resembling a piece of charcoal on the ground, and his cheek muscles slightly twitched.

He had been a veteran of Divine Martial Mansion, though didn't participate in a mansion defeating a country famed battle, he didn't miss the encirclement of Yan Country, and the final strangling of Jingguo's Martial Saint, accumulating military merit, rising to Lieutenant Colonel, then due to resentful heart, fell into Jianghu, with quite rich killing experience.

Therefore, he immediately noticed Wang Anfeng's drooping right hand, saw the twisted air between his five fingers.

He saw Wang Anfeng's left hand silently pressing the handle of Barrier Blade on his waist.

The blade edge had even slightly unsheathed.

Then Cao Limin looked at the pile of charcoal with already full of compassion in his sight; if this person wasn't unconscious, seeking chance to rise suddenly, the result waiting for him either a slap on the head making it a smashed watermelon or being cut down then throat wiped by the Barrier Blade.

He felt that even if the man were awake, he would be forced to remain deeply unconscious.

A Fourth Rank Martial Artist ending up in such a state could be considered a word of grievance.

Wang Anfeng paused and checked carefully, feeling only extremely weak breath and heartbeat. If an ordinary person, they might only wait for death, just as it took a Martial Arts expert, having endured a bout of heavenly thunder strike, they could still live tenaciously.

This Fourth Rank expert, who orchestrated today's Liangzhou City affair with ruthless and decisive means, is thoroughly injured. Even if a frail and sickly youth comes along, holding a knife to his throat, grinding could grind him to death.

Now, what remains is a breath of Vital Energy, due to Inner Strength diligently cultivated for many years not yet dispersed. His limbs and bones are entirely scorched, hands and feet occasionally twitch lightly due to residual Thunder Vigor, looking rather miserable.

Wang Anfeng placed his palm on the handle of the Barrier Blade snatched from Li Hu, deliberating. He should have killed Xu Sixing directly, but today's sudden event of Xu Sixing abducting Dongfang Ximing was somewhat abrupt and illogical, leaving him with many doubts and confusion.

The Dongfang Clan is one of the four major Noble Clans in Great Qin Jianghu, establishing its prestige through Mystical Arts. Although in the main branch there is a division solely reading stars and fortune without practicing Martial Arts, it's not without those with superb Martial Arts; since they could be renowned for hundreds of years, surely they have hidden Grandmaster Level techniques.

Before him, Xu Sixing is not too strong but rather too weak.

Wang Anfeng almost had ten-fold confidence that behind this ruthless martial artist, there were others. His entire subordinates were already dead, only he knows the truth, so Xu Sixing cannot lose his life here.

Although now struck to half-cooked by thunder, yet with the physical quality of a Middle Third Rank Martial Artist who has undergone qualitative change, combined with medicinal tempering, only a maximum of three months is required for full recovery.

If to restore to being able to speak, only one to two months is actually needed.

As for how to pry open his mouth, Wuxin should have many ways.

With the thought, hesitating no longer, in others' eyes, Wang Anfeng just slowly walked beside Xu Sixing, leaned down to check, then accompanied by a whistle, the Barrier Blade unsheathed, leaving four piercing blade lights in the air, severing Xu Sixing's hand tendons and foot tendons.

With decisive action, Cao Limin couldn't help but secretly praise in heart.

Even in the deepest coma, Xu Sixing couldn't help but tremble slightly with the pain of severed hands and feet.

The blade light immediately aggregated into one, gently tapping on Xu Sixing's Dantian, sharply breaking his Dantian.