One Man VS Three Hundred Soldiers of Wei! Kill one person every ten steps!
"Hu ~"
A gust of wind blew above the forest at the border, and Lady Yan slowly landed on a big tree.
The Golden Crow's feathers on her back finally collapsed, and her aura was a little chaotic. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and a pair of worried eyes swept across the forest.
Fei Yan had flown straight to the border after leaving Qingshui City. She knew Xiao Qing's character. He was arrogant and reckless. He would never let anyone find him.
"Lady Yan, what are you doing?”
A purple figure appeared behind Lady Yan.
It was the Moon Goddess.
Yueshen's breathing was also in a mess, even worse than Yan Fei's. Her flawless white neck was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and the clear rise and fall of her body made Yueshen, who was unapproachable, feel mysterious and charming.
Lady Yan didn't answer, as if she didn't see Yueshen.
Staring at the forest, he gritted his teeth and said,"This bastard really doesn't care about the consequences. He actually robbed the famous Wei Wuji and killed Wei Qing.”
Concubine Yan believed him now. She believed that Xiao Qing was not joking when he said that Donghuang would cripple him if he had the money.
At this moment.
"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying ~"
The opening line of the poem that Xiao Qing had recited that night suddenly rang out in the distance. The voice contained endless killing intent and heroism.
Concubine Yan's eyes lit up and she started reciting a poem,""Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Gou, Shuang Xueming.”
"It's him."
With a cry of surprise, Lady Yan ran in the direction of the voice with a happy expression.
"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Gou, Shuang Xueming?”
"Him?"
Yueshen's purple eyes sparkled with curiosity. Not only was she curious about the poem, but she was also curious about the " he " that Concubine Yan mentioned.
Her figure became mysterious and disappeared from the treetops, following closely behind Lady Yan.
On Xiao Qing's side.
The cold light shone in the forest, and one glance could kill two people.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Qing had killed two soldiers of the Wei Dynasty with ease. His not-so-strong Thwart Kung Fu was as fragile as watermelons under Xiao Qing's Green Lotus Sword.
Without waiting for Xiao Qing to recover, a black shadow covered the sun and a baleful aura enveloped him. It was like a ferocious tiger pouncing over.
His gaze was like a sword as he lightly glanced.
One, two, three eight
The eight soldiers of the Wei army were already closing in on them!
Xiao Qing supported himself with his right hand, and the Green Lotus Sword's body shone horizontally at the rising sun. The sword light swept across the eyes, and the cold light of the sword reflected the frost and snow on the ground.
The eight soldiers of the Wei Dynasty were blinded by the sword light.
Xiao Qing's eyes were like cold swords, and terrifying internal strength surged into the Green Lotus Sword.
"Yin ~"
A sword chime sounded.
Terrifying sword intent filled the sword body and burst out several sword qi. The sword qi surrounded Xiao Qing in a circle, and those who entered would be injured even if they did not die.
This was the third move of the Green Lotus Sword Mantra. Retreat could be turned into attack. Infinite Lotus Ring, Sword Qi formed a circle, endless.
"Wu Gou Shuang Xue Ming."
He chanted again.
"Bang ~"
"Crack ~"
In their shock, the weapons of the soldiers of Wei were broken by the sword Qi.
The sword qi cut through the air and attacked his body.
"Ah!"
Screams rang out.
"Boom ~"
The eight soldiers of the Wei Dynasty were once again pierced by Xiao Qing's sword Qi in the blink of an eye, dying on the spot.
There were 290 soldiers left.
"Thump ~"
The corpse fell to the ground beside Xiao Qing's feet.
The scene quieted down. The eyes of the Wei soldiers behind him were bloodshot. Their eyes flickered with killing intent, anger, and a trace of fear.
In Xiao Qing's eyes, their Brute Training Kung Fu was not worth mentioning at all. He had thought that it was just exaggerated, but now it seemed that he had underestimated it.
Concubine Yan, who had rushed over, saw this and felt relieved.
Yueshen, who was standing beside him, stared at Xiao Qing with her purple eyes.
The cold wind blew gently, and the red tassel on the hilt of the sword fluttered Xiao Qing's black hair. He was a poetic swordsman.
Were they really bandits?
The Moon Goddess was puzzled.
After all, in their inexperienced eyes, they had never thought that the bandits would have such literary talent and such powerful sword intent.
"This guy is even more terrifying than they say.”
Wei Wuzhong, who should be the centurion, suddenly spoke with a cold expression as he stared at Xiao Qing.
A murderous aura enveloped the entire forest, and the smell of blood filled the surroundings.
"You still have two hundred and ninety people. Let's attack together. I don't believe that a small mountain bandit can be more powerful than the soldiers trained by Great Wei Divine General Wu Qi.”
Wei Yong cursed at the bunch of useless people. At the same time, he hated the Wei General for not letting him use Dian Qing.
The centurion nodded. Indeed, they still had 290 men. If they attacked together, they would definitely be able to kill this bandit.
He was about to give the order.
"Woo ~"
"Da ~"
"Da ~"
......
A black horse with a silver saddle suddenly appeared behind Xiao Qing. A small wine jar hung on the horse's body.
Yan Fei, Yueshen, and Wei Wuzu all looked over.
The black horse came to Xiao Qing's side. Xiao Qing smiled and said,"Er 'Lai, you're afraid that I'll be cold, so you brought wine to warm me up. Just nice."
He took down the small wine jar and opened it. He raised his head and shouted,"Good wine!"
He drank it in one gulp and threw it under a tree at the side, unrestrained and unrestrained.
Everyone looked at Xiao Qing as if he was a lunatic. He actually drank under such circumstances.
Only Lady Yan's lips curled up. She liked the way he drank.
Xiao Qing roughly wiped his mouth with his cloth and walked forward with his sword in hand.
Then, Xiao Qing and Concubine Yan said in unison,""The silver saddle shines on the black horse, and the wind is like a meteor.”
Xiao Qing's voice was filled with killing intent and heroism, while Concubine Yan's voice was dignified and full of admiration.
The Moon Goddess was slightly taken aback when she heard their tacit understanding. Their unapproachable temperament was broken at this moment.
"This guy wants to fight against our 300 soldiers alone.”
" How arrogant! Kill!"
"Kill them together!"
Seeing Xiao Qing striding over alone with his sword, Wei Wuzu was furious.
Hundreds of Wei soldiers charged forward.
"Hah ~"
The earth shook and the forest trembled. Wei Wuzu was like a wild beast that was about to bite Xiao Qing.
"Humph."
With a light snort, Xiao Qing also charged forward with killing intent and sword intent.
He dashed into the ranks of the soldiers of the Wei Dynasty in a flash, and the cold light of his sword slashed across the neck of one of the soldiers of the Wei Dynasty.
In an instant, a bloody light appeared, and one person died.
"Kill one person every ten steps."
The recitation sounded again, and the Wei soldiers felt their scalps go numb. Every time this mountain bandit wrote a poem, there would be soldiers dying under his sword.
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