Chapter 57: Grinding Down the Enemy, Sound of Gold, Gathering Troops

  "I must kill that Taoist!" The young and impulsive Qi cultivator ignored his companions' attempts to stop him, let out a loud shout, pulled out a flying sword, and jumped into the battlefield on foot. With the flying sword pointing at Wang Guang from afar, he shouted loudly: "You wicked Taoist! Today, I, a Qi cultivator of Qingmu Sect, have come to behead you! Let us eliminate evil and protect the righteous, and let justice prevail!"

  This impulsive remark from the Qi practitioner left Wang Guang perplexed, and his companions were also bewildered.

  "Could he be from the Qingmu Sect? But I've never heard him mention it before! Could he be hiding his identity to get close to us, and then observe our behavior to recruit us into the sect?" The middle-aged cultivator who had just spoken up muttered to himself with a puzzled expression.

  Actually, Wang Guang and others did not think that this loud shout of being a Qingmu Cultivation Practitioner was just a small sect's cultivation practitioner who came out to practice, and today, the Qingmu Sect's signboard was taken out, hoping to give Wang Guang some pressure.

  "Damn it! The universe is vast, but you're really good at nonsense." Having been ambushed and escaped by two people in a row, Wang Guang was furious with the Qi-refining cultivator who had just rushed up: "Infinite Heavenly Lord! Fellow Daoist, this time you shouldn't be able to escape after throwing out hidden weapons and ambushing me, right? I've lived for countless years, although I haven't accumulated any great merit, nor have I accumulated much killing karma. The previous two people each threw a bomb at me when they left, are you all here to play with me?"

  Wang Guang's eyebrows twitched a few times as he glared at the approaching Qi cultivator with a gloomy face, his voice low and menacing.

  "That resorts to using hidden weapons is only the likes of a rustic chicken and a tile dog, people who can't even get on stage. I am a Qingmu Cult practitioner, how could I do such a thing?" This impulsive practitioner shook his head, manipulated the flying sword with his fingers, and sent it towards Wang Guangyu.

  Only a flying sword rolled up a white light, like a thousand-layered giant wave, and there were waves of wailing sounds scattered from the giant wave, the sound attacked Wang Guang's heart again and again, but it was to disturb his heart and display his skills.

  "What kind of Taoist skill is this?" Wang Guang was puzzled and unclear, his hands rubbed out the yin thunder to resist, and then sprayed out the red copper sand to change into three or five roots of the wheel axe to slash at Fei Jian.

  "Haha! A man about to die, why bother knowing what kind of technique this is? You'll have plenty of time to think about it after you're dead. What do you think?" The impulsive Qi cultivator burst out laughing loudly several times, but his hands didn't slow down at all. On the contrary, a white light shot out from his mouth and merged into the flying sword, causing the sword's glow to surge violently. A three- to five-meter-long beam of light shot towards Wang Guang, as if it was going to finish him off in one go.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! What you said is not quite right, if I were to die, even if I had guessed the name of the Taoist technique, there would be no way to verify it. It's better for you to tell me now!" Wang Guang sneered and swung his giant axe, clashing with the incoming sword light, chopping it down from three to five zhang in size to only one zhang.

  Although the sword light was smaller, the humming sound and the flying sword's power did not weaken much. On the contrary, it became more agile when flying in the air.

  Only the flying sword was seen, like lightning, flashing in the void, moving left and right, up and down, uncertain. More than ten feet of sword light rolled and wrapped around, humming and chirping without stopping. A thread of bloody breath spread out, a path of wild wind rose, the sword light flashed, cold light shot out in all directions. In just a few short rounds, those three or five giant axes were entwined.

  Wang Guang didn't bother to reason with the giant axe, instead he picked up his dust-sweeping broom and charged at the opponent. "Your flying sword may be formidable, but I have my Red Copper Sand to block it. Let's see what you've got to stop me."

  King Guang had the idea of engaging in close combat.

  He had just taken a few dozen steps when the impulsive practitioner made his next move. He took out a palm-sized hand crossbow from his bosom, and it emitted a bright light. Before Wang Guang could understand what was happening, a white light shot out of the crossbow towards him.

  "You're resorting to this tactic?" A mouthful of green smoke spewed out, blocking the white light. Just as he was about to continue chasing after it, he saw his opponent's crossbow flashing, with dozens of white lights rushing towards him in a frenzy.

  "Haha! You wicked creature, you have no treasure and no skills, where is my opponent? Hurry up and surrender, let me take your head and get the reward. Don't worry, I will keep your soul safe, it will be permanently merged into my magic treasure, what do you think?" The Qi cultivator saw that his crossbow was suppressing Wang Guang, he burst out laughing, overjoyed, thinking that this time he had settled Wang Guang.

  " Qi Sha Poor Dao, today I will slaughter you and scatter your ashes. Originally, two Qi Refining disciples escaped from my hands, which made him unhappy. Today, he still dares to speak to me like this, how can he tolerate it?"

  In a fit of rage, he couldn't be bothered to continue dodging the light pillars shot out by the hand crossbow, and instead spat out a stream of cyan smoke. The cyan smoke merged into the giant axe transformed from the crimson sand in the sky, and with his hands clasped together, the divine ability of the molten claws was unleashed.

  Only two golden large hands were seen stirring in the air, and a series of dark thunderbolts emerged from the hands and merged into the red copper sand. Finally, the two golden large hands each held a giant axe to slash against the flying sword, and another giant axe transformed into a one-meter-square grinding disc that fiercely ground down towards the head of the dynamic qigong practitioner. Another giant axe transformed into a shield to block Wang Guang in front and blocked those dozens of light columns.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! Fellow Daoist, the game is over, don't try to escape or plot against me." Wang Guang sneered, his hands stirring the crimson copper sand shield into a whirlpool of movement. The crimson copper heart moved at will, instantly transforming into two massive crimson copper hands suspended in mid-air. With the Golden Claw Divine Ability infused within, the two large hands savagely grasped towards the charging Qi Refining cultivator from both sides.

  The cultivator saw the light pillar shot out by his own hand crossbow being blocked, and then saw the grinding wheel coming down and the big hand grabbing over, already terrified. "Don't hurt me, I am a Qi-refining cultivator of Qingmu Sect, if you hurt me, Qingmu Sect..."

  He yelled and turned to escape. Who could control the flying sword in the sky at this time? As he escaped, the flying sword lost control and was chopped by a giant axe. Suddenly, the sword light scattered, and a strange flying sword appeared in the air. Before Wang Guang could see clearly what this flying sword looked like, another giant axe habitually chopped on the flying sword. In an instant, this strange flying sword shattered and fell to the ground, becoming worthless scrap metal that no one paid attention to.

  The flying sword was destroyed, and the infuriated cultivator spat out fresh blood. "My Qingmu Sect will never let you off." The man said as he grabbed the previously refined dark thunder and wildly threw it at his back, only hoping to smash the millstone and two copper hands.

  The thunder boomed and the red copper sand was blocked after a brief stir.

  "Hmph! You're just a piece of trash, this thunderfire is really weak, not even comparable to the power of the seal hidden in that woman's gemstone earlier. It seems your background is also trashy." Wang Guang saw that his opponent's thunderfire was so weak, and with a turn of his mind, he knew that the other party wasn't a Qi-refining cultivator from Qingmu Sect. Therefore, his desire to kill grew stronger.

  The qigong master, in a state of panic, slapped the back of his own head and spat out a mouthful of blood that wrapped around his body as he tried to escape. But where could he escape to now? Wang Guang's grinding disc had already come down, heavily pressing on the red light.

  Another large hand followed and merged into the grinding disc. All that was heard was a chaotic noise, and the copper sand grinding disc was actually attached to the opponent's blood light, and it was actually grinding the blood light to pieces, thus this cultivator became the second person to lose his life in front of the two armies.

  Seeing the Qi Gong master being ground into a meat paste, Wang Guang felt refreshed and involuntarily let out a loud roar.

  It serves him right for being so unlucky. Just after he let out a loud roar, the Tianyu Imperial Court's army suddenly sounded the retreat. At this time, Wang Guang carefully looked over and saw that the practitioners who were fighting in mid-air had already fallen into a disadvantageous position. If it weren't for the fact that they had more people, probably many more would have died on the battlefield.

  The golden horn sounded, and the practitioners also had to retreat according to military regulations. Although they would not be punished even if they disobeyed the rules, it was still unacceptable on the surface. Therefore, with this sound of the golden horn, Wang Guang could only retreat.

  The Tianyu Imperial Court retreated, but the people of the Daqi Imperial Court were not willing to give up. The war drums thundered, the bugles blared, and the iron-clad cavalry charged forward like a flood, sweeping away the giant boulders and rolling up endless bloody air towards the Tianyu Imperial Court's front line. Moreover, there were fierce chariots with crossbows at the forefront, with thick arrows flying through the sky like raindrops.

  The Tianyu Imperial Court's strong bow and powerful crossbow fired with all their might, and there were also catapults throwing fireballs and giant rocks to block the flood. Unfortunately, the flood was too fierce, instantly annihilating everything in front of them.

  Where is the majestic and powerful appearance of the soldiers now? Where is even half of the heroic image of the soldiers? One by one, they dropped their weapons, took off their armor, and fled with their heads in their hands, crying out for their fathers and mothers, regretting that they were not born with two more legs.

  The clever one carried a shield behind him and ran with his head down, the stupid one robbed horses to speed up. There were also poor worms lying on the ground pretending to be dead, but unexpectedly they were trampled by countless feet and became meat sauce, if there was no mud, it would be just right for wrapping dumplings.

  It is unknown how the hundreds of thousands of troops dispersed, the commander could not find his generals, the generals could not find their soldiers, and no one could find their comrades. Everyone pushed and shoved, just trying to be a little faster than others. If they were anxious, they would cut down their slower companions in front of them and run away, just hoping not to be killed by the pursuing enemy behind.

  War horses neigh, banners flutter wildly, at a glance, rarely seen troops in neat formation, just a chaotic mess. Countless soldiers are trampled to death while crying out for their parents, and some ignorant ones kneel down to surrender.

  "Boundless Heaven Lord! Is this still the soldier I saw at the school field back then? How did a small defeat lead to such an outcome?" Wang Guang had no idea what happened, and yet these fierce soldiers ended up in such a state.

  Just as he was pondering, a commander-like figure raised his flag and gathered a large number of soldiers to pick up their weapons from the ground and turn around to face the pursuing Great Qi soldiers.

  More and more generals gathered soldiers to counterattack the pursuing troops in order to create time for other companions to escape.

  This behavior moved Wang Guang to tears.

  "Alright, alright! These soldiers are just like the brothers I had when I was wandering the jianghu with Master Poverty. They can actually give up their own lives to save more of their comrades' lives. It's truly admirable." At this time, Wang Guang couldn't help but admire those generals and soldiers who were fighting against the enemy.