Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 225: Demonic nature released, blood flowing like a sea

"What a vicious kid!" The Blood Knife Patriarch stepped back a few steps, touched the blood stain on his chest, put it in his mouth to taste it, and revealed a ferocious expression.

The older you are in the martial arts world, the less courageous you become. Even though the Blood Knife Patriarch did not admit defeat, he was actually a little scared in his heart.

He knew how good his martial arts were. Wanyan Kang was able to almost kill him with just one poke of his finger. His method was at least one level better than his.

Where did this little monster come from?

Even the Blood Knife Patriarch has become somewhat unconfident due to Wanyan Kang. Could it be that he is really just looking at the world from a narrow perspective?

Are the masters in this world really that powerful?
The Five Supreme Beings are already like immortals on earth?
If this is the case, he might as well return to Qinghai and continue to be a local tyrant!
"With your level of skills, you still think you can compete with the Five Great Masters?" Wanyan Kang had a look of disdain. He had only used 60% of his strength just now, but the Blood Knife Ancestor almost failed. This level was still a generation away from the strength of the Five Great Masters in his impression!

The five great masters imagined by Wanyan Kang could fight against Qiu Chuji and be comparable to Dugu.

I have no idea that if the Five Great Masters met these two, they would be defeated after just a few moves.

The Blood Knife Patriarch was squeezed and said angrily, "Young people are ignorant. I won't bother with you. General Shi Mo! What should I do...you continue."

Shi Mo Ming'an looked at the Blood Knife Patriarch with a strange look... Wasn't it you who was so stylish when you first appeared, but ended up shitting a big mess?

Shi Mi Ming'an sighed in his heart, but still took two steps forward and approached Wanyan Kang.

No matter what, we must capture all the food and fodder in this stronghold today.

Wanyan Kang's appearance here is obviously not a good sign. Perhaps the reinforcements of the Jin army are really coming.

Therefore, Shi Mi Ming'an did not intend to miss the "gamble" proposed by Wanyan Kang. As long as these Jin soldiers put down their torches, he would be able to quickly capture this stronghold and seize a large amount of food and fodder.

Wanyan Kang grabbed Shi Moming'an's arm and injected a stream of Qi into Shi Moming'an's body, then smiled coldly at him: "General! I hope you will keep your promise."

Shi Mo Ming'an felt half of his body turned cold, as if it was out of control. He could only nod stiffly, but in his mind he was thinking about taking action later. He had to save Wanyan Kang's life first so that he could remove the restrictions placed in his body.

Shi Mi Ming'an moved his feet and retreated back to the army formation. Wanyan Kang waved his hand and all the Jin soldiers looked over.

"Put out the fire!" Wanyan Kang said.

Everyone looked at each other, until Li Ying said the same thing, then all the Jin soldiers extinguished the torches in their hands, picked up the shields on the ground and stood up, all with a look of death on their faces.

The Jin soldiers who are still here to guard the warehouse are all elite. Even if they are not ready to die, they will not be cowardly when it comes to life and death.

Da da da!
A large number of Mongolian and Khitan soldiers began to ride their horses around the warehouse. The sounds of horses' hooves and weapons rubbing against each other were like waves, pushing towards all the Jin soldiers.

The smell of suffocation made the besieged Jin soldiers wish to be freed immediately instead of living in fear and torture at this moment.

A terrifying atmosphere is brewing.

Then, accompanied by the sound of a drum, a large number of soldiers rushed over, ready to annihilate all those who resisted stubbornly.

In the age of cold weapons, civilization will always be crushed by barbarism.

Because civilized people are far away from suffering and death, when a person feels too much pleasure from living, they will instinctively fear death.

This is commonality.

The people of Song Dynasty were more afraid of death than the people of Jin Dynasty because their living environment was generally better.

The Jin people were more afraid of death than the Mongols because their living environment was better than that of the Mongols.

"Kill!" Wanyan Kang drew the sword from his waist and charged into the enemy army with the sword.

At this moment on the battlefield, it was no longer appropriate to use the small and large Zhoutian sword techniques, so his sword moves were very simple.

Although simple, it is precise and fierce. Every sword swing carries a blazing sword energy that can penetrate armor and bones.

The blood blurred Wanyan Kang's vision in an instant, allowing the ferocity in his body to erupt. It seemed as if he was born to belong to the battlefield.

The brutality revealed in his bones and soul made him a well-deserved killer in just a moment.

kill!kill!kill!

All the enemies he faced were no match for him, and wherever the long sword passed, both men and horses were shattered... This was no longer the conventional force of this world.

Even if a top-notch martial arts master could use this skill of chopping a man and his horse into pieces with one sword through their armor, he would be exhausted after only one or two sword strikes. No one could use it continuously like Wanyan Kang.

Wanyan Kang's ferocity blocked the first wave of Mongolian attacks, reducing the pressure on other Jin troops.

But the gap in numbers is still too obvious.

Even though the Jin soldiers took a defensive stance and kept tightening their defense circle, they soon had nowhere to retreat.

His comrades around him also died one by one, and the number of Jin soldiers was decreasing rapidly.

Under such circumstances, it would be impossible to survive even for a stick of incense, let alone an hour.

There were no strategic locations to defend around the warehouse, which allowed the Mongolian side to maximize their advantage in numbers.

In this gamble, it seemed that Wanyan Kang was too confident and careless.

Li Ying seemed to be shouting something behind Wanyan Kang, and then dropped the weapon in his hand.

He is a civil servant, and it is very good that he can achieve this.

Now... he wanted to admit defeat and surrender. When the leader of the Jin soldiers shifted from him to Wanyan Kang, he had no psychological barriers to surrendering.

Even when he arrived in the Mongolian camp, he was not completely "betraying his master for glory", but the leader was unwise and harmed his good ministers, so he had to surrender.

Wanyan Kang chopped two attacking Mongolian soldiers into pieces with one sword, then stomped his feet hard on the opponent's horses' heads, crushing their skulls, and soared into the air.

He heard Li Ying's shout and felt the hostility and resentment coming from behind like sharp arrows.

Wanyan Kang was disdainful in his heart, but the demon fetus was brewing an explosion.

The black mist spread around his body, as if it had transformed into a pair of giant wings.

Wanyan Kang, holding the sword tightly in both hands, imitated Qiu Chuji and swung the sword down fiercely.

Boom!

The sword energy, more than ten meters long, surged down, not only crushing dozens of Mongolian soldiers into meat paste, but also tearing long cracks in the ground.

Such an unearthly sword move really shocked everyone.

The Mongolian soldiers, who were as ferocious as wolves, retreated subconsciously and dared not rush forward any further.

"Who dares to come and die?" Wanyan Kang swept his sword, and the sword energy turned into a streak of light, which created another deep crack in the ground.

Blood Knife Patriarch was among the crowd, constantly watching Wanyan Kang's current state. He was shocked by the depth of Wanyan Kang's skills, but he said, "His skills are not enough. Don't let him breathe. Kill him!"

The ferocious and fearless Mongolian soldiers rushed forward again, wanting to chop Wanyan Kang into pieces with their swords.

Faced with Wanyan Kang's devilish sword just now, they were still able to rush forward. Their fighting spirit was indeed much stronger than that of the Jin and Song soldiers.

Wanyan Kang's feet went weak. Just as the Blood Knife Patriarch had said, he had consumed too much of his inner energy and felt a little weak.

But along with the beating of the demon fetus, the light of the stars and the moon flashed at this moment, and the true energy in his body seemed to appear out of nothing and became active again. A hint of coldness appeared in the original fiery energy.

This is the demon fetus consuming its essence and boosting Wanyan Kang's momentum.

In any case, Wanyan Kang is the carrier of the demon fetus, and the demon fetus will not leave him alone and let him die.

The long sword was swung out, and the fan-shaped sword energy swept across, and another harvest was achieved.

Wanyan Kang stuck his sword to the ground, breathing heavily, and the black color in his pupils flowed like liquid, gradually covering his entire eyeballs.

The progress of unlocking the demon fetus increased greatly. The half-lit demon-suppressing talisman on the forehead turned into a golden fluorescence and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It is estimated that it will be liberated from the original 50% and move towards 55% or even 60%.

The Mongolian soldiers stopped moving forward and instead shot arrows at Wanyan Kang.

However, before these arrows could get close to Wanyan Kang, they were corroded by the black smoke released from Wanyan Kang's body.

At this moment, Wanyan Kang felt the tyranny and ominousness in his heart. He couldn't help but bring them out. When he looked up suddenly, everyone who met his sight felt as if their heart was held by a pair of big hands.

Fear and hallucinations immediately engulfed the rationality of many people.

They subconsciously swung their knives at their companions.

The sounds of killing, roaring, howling, and screaming... at this moment, in Wanyan Kang's ears, they formed a beautiful melody.

He suddenly felt the 'truth' of this world.

It was as if he was supposed to be the master of this battlefield, commanding all killing and destruction, death and decay.

From the perspective of others, Wanyan Kang was covered in black air, which was contagious like a plague. Anyone who was touched by the black air would have bloodshot eyes, and then they would fight recklessly, without distinguishing between friend and foe.

The horror of the demon fetus was gradually released on this bloodthirsty battlefield.

He appeared "harmless" in front of Qiu Chuji only because he was Qiu Chuji.

Various sounds echoed throughout the night. When the darkness in Wanyan Kang's eyes gradually faded away, his sanity and spirit slowly returned.

Looking up, the cries of men and horses on the battlefield had gradually become sparse, and the river of blood was visible everywhere. Both the Jin soldiers and the Mongolian soldiers had become an indistinguishable pool of rotten meat on the battlefield.

The door of the warehouse was half open, and Li Ying was lying inside with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Wanyan Kang stepped forward and wanted to help him up, but he twisted his body vigorously as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Only at this moment could one see clearly that the lower half of his body had freely separated from his body and was heading towards an unknown distance.

When he saw Wanyan Kang walking towards him step by step with his armor torn and a bleeding sword, Li Ying seemed to see the most terrifying devil in hell. He bit off the root of his tongue and died vomiting blood.

Woo~~!

A dull horn sounded, and about several thousand Jin cavalrymen came galloping through the smoke and dust. What they saw was a scene like purgatory on earth.

The fallen flags could not cover the corpses all over the ground, and the smell of blood in the extinguished flames of war was enough to drive people crazy.

This is a real battlefield meat grinder.

(End of this chapter)