Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 28: One Sword Breaks Hundred Armors
Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji sat steadily on the donkey's back without any reaction.

"Is this the foot of Mount Hua?"

"Of course it's Huashan!"

"Is there no game in the mountains? Or are you unable to catch any?"

Hao Datong's questioning made the strong man feel ashamed and angry. He did not hesitate any more and chopped at Hao Datong with a knife.

Hao Datong rolled over and got off the donkey's back, then kicked the sturdy man in the forehead in mid-air, kicking him away with ease.

After kicking the sturdy man away, Hao Datong flipped in the air again and sat back on the donkey's back, making the donkey scream "Oh, oh!" and performing two more kicks.

Ding Ding Ding!
Qiu Chuji suddenly drew his sword, and the long sword swung out a few graceful sword flowers, sweeping away a large number of caltrops.

"What beautiful swordsmanship! The young Taoist priest must be from a famous family!" Several men, with their shirts open to reveal tattoos on their chests, popped out from a shop nearby and looked at Qiu Chuji and Hao Datong with malicious eyes.

"Quanzhen Sect, Qiu Chuji."

Hearing Qiu Chuji's name, Hao Datong on the side also hurriedly said: "Quan...Quanzhen Sect, Hao Datong!"

"Quanzhen Sect? I've never heard of it. It seems to be of low status!" A man laughed.

But his laughter was inevitably a little thin. Seeing that many of his companions around him had solemn expressions, his laughter gradually subsided.

"So he is Wang Chongyang's disciple!"

"What? Wang Chongyang and Wang Zongshi, who are determined to fight against the Jin Dynasty, are also interested in the Nine Yin Scriptures?" said the leading man with a look of fear on his face.

Qiu Chuji said, "I don't want to ask anything else, I just want to ask you guys if you know Qiu Qianren of the Iron Palm Gang."

"If you tell me where this person is, I will owe you a favor."

The leading man restrained his hostility: "Revenge?"

"There is indeed a grudge!" Qiu Chuji nodded.

"Then you have to go to Jingxiang, that's the Iron Palm Gang's territory."

"But I heard that Qiu Qianren also came to Huashan, and he is very cruel and will never show mercy."

Qiu Chuji's words made many people who knew Qiu Qianren's name change their expressions.

A man's name is like the shadow of a tree. Many people who travel around the world know about the ferocious power of Qiu Qianren, the Iron Palm Floating on Water.

"We brothers will keep an eye on it for you and notify you if there is any news."

"However, you'd better not think about the Nine Yin Scriptures!" The man threatened, but it seemed more like he was trying to save face.

As they were talking, they suddenly heard the sound of a large number of horse hooves, shaking the earth.

"The golden dog is coming! The wind is strong and the wind is blowing!" the person who was watching the wind in the distance shouted.

Afterwards, hundreds of people came out from all corners of the deserted villages and inns, and began to flee in all directions, leading horses and driving donkeys.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The troops have not arrived yet, but the arrows have already been shot.

Dozens of people were not careful and were soon hit by the arrows and fell to the ground.

Their companions tried to pull them up, but were shot by arrows as well.

Hao Datong's donkey was also hit by an arrow on its butt, and then it carried Hao Datong and rushed towards the deserted forest not far away.

Before Qiu Chuji could catch up, he saw Hao Datong walking on the dust, retreating like a wild bull.

In the forest, sharp spears flashing with cold light stretched out, and the armored and shield-holding Jin soldiers slowly surrounded them.

Wherever it passed, the blade was ruthless, reaping the lives of those who were shot and fell to the ground.

Behind him were cavalrymen supporting him, in front of him were Jin soldiers in full armor and holding shields, and the people in the rivers and lakes who were fleeing in all directions seemed to be able to move freely, but at this moment they were just turtles in a jar.

The matter of the Nine Yin Scriptures was a trap set by the Jin people to ambush and kill people in the martial arts world. This is something that cannot be more obvious.

Many people in the underworld were not unaware of the fraud, but were carried away by fame and fortune and had a fluke in their hearts. As for the Jin people directly surrounding and killing the underworld people at the foot of Huashan, would it alert the enemy?

This was in ancient times when information dissemination was not well developed. Unless there was organized, premeditated propaganda, it would take at least three to five months for a piece of news to spread to farther places.

The Jin people's idea was to sit back and wait, using the Golden Swallow and the Nine Yin Scriptures as bait to lure people from the martial arts world to the vicinity of Huashan, and then kill as many as came.

What will happen if enough people are killed and the heads are piled high enough and the people in the underworld react?
What we want is deterrence, to make these people in the martial arts world no longer dare to rely on their martial arts to assassinate Jin officials.

"Senior Brother! What should we do?" Hao Datong asked Qiu Chuji after retreating.

Qiu Chuji jumped off the donkey, holding the hilt of the long sword, without any fear. Instead, his eyes were shining with coldness and he was eager to fight.

Since he started learning martial arts, he has never used his full strength. Isn't this a coincidence?

With the long sword hidden in the scabbard, Qiu Chuji ignored the arrows and took the initiative to walk towards the place where the Jin soldiers were lined up.

"Brother, Brother...what are you going to do?"

"Kill the thieves! Promote my teachings!"

Before he finished his words, the man turned into a green light and shot out instantly.

Canglang!

The long sword was unsheathed and pointed at the bandits.

The sword energy came out from the sword tip, penetrated the armor and invaded the body of the Jin soldier.

The armor of the several Jin soldiers blocking the front was intact, but their bodies were covered with numerous bloody holes blasted by the sword energy, and the blood dyed the lining red.

Qiu Chuji defeated the enemy with one sword, but frowned.

The effect of this sword was slightly worse than he expected.

Although the sword energy had penetrating power, half of its power was blocked by the armor.

In a flash, Qiu Chuji jumped into the Jin army's formation, wielding the sword in his hand like a butcher cutting up an ox, and cutting the ropes that connected the armor plates on the Jin soldiers' armor from some very tricky angles.

After all, they were just ordinary soldiers. The precision of their armor was not high, and the materials used to connect the armor plates and different parts were not tendons, but hemp ropes.

As the long sword was raised, the Jin soldiers began to take off their armor automatically. Once the armor was opened, Qiu Chuji's sword penetrated through like flowing water, taking their lives.

Qiu Chuji rolled in the military formation, and no matter how amazing his body movements were, it was impossible for him to completely avoid all the attacks.

But he was protected by the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art which was close to minor success. The spears and daggers of ordinary soldiers could only leave shallow scratches on his body without breaking his defense at all.

Before Qiu Chuji's true energy was exhausted, these soldiers were completely helpless against him.

It can even be said that at this moment on the battlefield, the only ones who can pose a threat to Qiu Chuji, apart from masters of the same level, are the powerful impact force of cavalrymen riding their war horses at full speed, which can break his defense.

However, the Jin soldiers' formation became his cover.

The sword flashed like rain and the man was like a dragon. Qiu Chuji leaped flexibly in the army formation. Every time he attacked, he would inevitably take several lives.

The Jin army's originally tightly surrounded trap was torn open by Qiu Chuji's charge.

Some of those people from the martial arts world who were caught off guard fled immediately and scattered deeper into the mountains and forests, but some chose to fight back. Taking advantage of the opportunity brought by Qiu Chuji's charge, they also rushed forward and fought with many Jin soldiers, showing their bloodiness.

Qiu Chuji was in the formation, and the more he killed, the more comfortable he became, and the more excited he became.

Wang Chongyang once jokingly called him the "devil of the world", but now it seems that his words have come true.

The Jin soldiers fell one after another, but Qiu Chuji's hands did not stop and his heart was cold and merciless.

Sword skills were also refined in the process of killing. Originally, one had to find a special angle to break the armor and then take the life. After becoming familiar with the battlefield environment, he converged it into one sword.

The sword can break armor, and the sword energy can take lives. When a person enters the formation, it is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Woo...!
The horn of retreat sounded, and the Jin soldiers, who had long been frightened by Qiu Chuji, began to retreat.

At the same time, the cavalry filled the position and started a new round of attack.

(End of this chapter)