Ten Thousand Lotus Flowers Bloom! Goodbye, soldier of Wei!
Xiao Qing felt nothing, as if he had just killed a chicken.
He rushed into the front line of the soldiers of Wei. With every step he took, a strange green lotus would appear on the ground.
Seeing that Xiao Qing had entered the killing range, the soldiers of the Wei army swarmed forward. They knew that they were no match for this mountain bandit in a one-on-one battle, so they could only use their absolute strength to kill him on the spot.
He held several large blades in his hands and jumped up, covering the sky and the sun.
"Die!"
"Kill them!"
.....
Every single one of them was a terrifying, vicious soldier with bulging veins. Their bodies looked as hard as black iron, and their roars filled with killing intent were deafening.
Xiao Qing glanced at the ground and the air.
He chanted softly.
"Leave no trace for a thousand miles."
The killing intent poem suddenly appeared again. Suddenly, an extremely terrifying killing intent was emitted from Xiao Qing's body. The hearts of the Wei soldiers jumped, and a chill ran down their spines.
"Dang ~"
Boom!
Terrifying sword intent spread out from the Green Lotus Sword.
"Whoosh ~"
The sword qi spread out in all directions, and a terrifying killing intent enveloped several people.
A gust of cold wind swept up from under Xiao Qing's feet, and a green lotus was born.
Frost and snow flew in the air, and the trees trembled. The fluttering frost and snow seemed to be dancing for Xiao Qing's sword qi.
Even though the sword was as fast as lightning, the cold light of the sword actually covered the light of the rising sun.
At this moment, even the Cang Lin was trembling.
"Swoosh ~"
A sword slashed through the sky.
"Ah ~"
A miserable cry sounded out as fresh blood splattered in the air. Following which, it dripped onto Xiao Qing's green lotus, adding a killing aura to it.
"Thump ~"
Another dozen or so corpses of the soldiers of Wei fell to the ground.
The thick smell of blood spread through the forest.
"Da ~"
He looked at the soldiers of Wei and took a few steps forward. There was no one left behind Xiao Qing.
Tick ~
Tick ~
Drops of fresh blood dripped from the cold sword.
Xiao Qing gently waved the hot blood away from the sword. After the blood turned red, the sword was as clean as a green lotus flower.
Facing the Wei soldiers, Xiao Qing charged forward with his sword. He didn't want to waste any more time.
He stepped on the lotus.
Xiao Qing instantly rushed into the group.
In an instant, the ground was dyed red, and miserable screams rang out continuously. At the same time, everyone witnessed the various ways Xiao Qing killed people with his sword.
Xiao Qing had tried all the places that could be killed, including the throat, abdomen, head, and waist. It was as if he was looking for the easiest place to kill them. Each of his sword strikes broke through their horizontal training. The Wei soldiers who could not get close to Xiao Qing were all terrified when they saw this.
He was too strong.
It was too terrifying.
"How could this be!"
Wei Yong stood below Wei Qing and looked at the decreasing number of Wei Wu soldiers. He was shocked, but he still felt that it was possible to kill Xiao Qing. After all, only 40 people had died, and there were still 260 people left.
However, just as he was thinking this, another ten soldiers of the Wei Dynasty died.
More and more blood flowed into a low pit, forming a bloody pit. The blood aura was extremely oppressive.
Yueshen stood on the tree, her mysterious purple eyes flashing with shock. Xiao Qing's sword intent made her feel a sharp pain on her skin.
"What a terrifying sword technique. His strength is above yours and mine, and I've never seen such a sword technique before. It's not Dao, Confucianism, or Phantom Valley. I've never seen such a special sword technique among the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.”
Yueshen couldn't help but ask.
"And that poem, Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Gou, Shuang Xue Ming. The silver saddle shone on the black horse, and the wind was like a meteor. Kill a person every ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles. With such literary talent, he was definitely not an ordinary mountain bandit.”
The Moon Goddess slowly recited the poem, her tone revealing her admiration.
When Lady Yan heard this, she looked at Yueshen with her delicate face.
Frowning slightly, she realized that the Moon Goddess's purple eyes were staring at Xiao Qing, and her eyes were clearly filled with curiosity.
He immediately felt extremely uncomfortable, as if someone had taken a fancy to his things.
He said coldly," He's using poetry to comprehend the sword. Poetry produces sword, and wine and poetry comprehend sword intent. Such sword techniques have never appeared in the Hundred Schools of Philosophy."”
"He's the most arrogant and despicable bandit I've ever seen.”
Moon Goddess:
Damn it?
Damn it, you were so worried before. Do you think I'm a fool?
He had never heard of a swordsman who comprehended the sword through poetry and wine.
The Moon Goddess was curious about Xiao Qing.
He focused his gaze again and found that Wei Wu had already suffered hundreds of casualties. Corpses were strewn everywhere, and the entire Cang Lin was filled with a strange blood-red atmosphere.
Xiao Qing also revealed a slightly tired expression. Hot sweat flowed down his forehead, but his aura was still stable as usual.
It had to be said that the 300 soldiers of the Wei Dynasty were still very terrifying. Xiao Qing had to infuse a terrifying amount of internal energy into each of his sword strikes, ensuring that they could cut through jade and break through metal.
If Xiao Qing's current strength was only considered in terms of sword techniques, he was at the intermediate stage of the martial grandmaster realm, which was equivalent to the Six-fingered Black Swordsman. His overall strength was at the advanced stage of the martial grandmaster realm, which was comparable to Wei Zhuang in ten years.
Xiao Qing didn't know much about Ge Nia, who had never been at full health.
"Quick, kill him! He's running out of strength!”
Seeing Xiao Qing's fatigue, Wei Yong immediately gave the order.
"One person is still one person. Facing 300 mid-stage grandmaster soldiers, even a late-stage grandmaster swordsman would be tired.”
Yueshen said slowly, shaking her head with pity.
A hint of worry flashed across Lady Yan's eyes as she looked at Xiao Qing, but she was relieved when she saw the smile on Xiao Qing's face.
After hearing Wei Yong's order, the soldiers of the Wei army in the forest charged at Xiao Qing.
"Kill them!"
Another 30 soldiers of the Wei army charged over.
Seeing this, the corners of Xiao Qing's mouth curled up. He withdrew his Green Lotus Sword and rushed to the center in a flash.
Huh?
What is this guy trying to do? He actually entered our encirclement on his own?
The soldiers of the Wei army couldn't understand, but they didn't have time to think.
"Boom!"
A shocking internal force burst out, and a huge transparent blue lotus appeared under Xiao Qing's feet.
In the blink of an eye, countless transparent blue lotuses bloomed within a radius of fifty meters.
A faint fragrance spread out, dangerous and charming.
"What is this?"
"What is this guy trying to do!"
Seeing such a strange scene, Wei Wuzu suddenly stopped and looked at Xiao Qing vigilantly.
"This is…"
Yueshen and Yan Fei were also shocked.
"Goodbye, soldier of Wei!" Xiao Qing chuckled.”
The sword stabbed into the ground.
"Boom!"
The ground shook, and a terrible storm was stirred up. The green lotus flower was also swept up by the storm, and the terrifying sword will enveloped all the soldiers of Wei.
Ten thousand lotuses, in the Green Lotus Formation, life and death are all in my hands.
"Tsk ~"
"Tsk ~"
The sound of sword qi piercing into flesh.
"Bang!"
Boom!
Dozens of Wei soldiers were torn to pieces by the sword Qi.
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