The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 283 Qiankun Circle

The enemy formed a military formation, approaching step by step, their shields lined up in a row, their spears protruding, leaving no opening.

The crossbow bolts had already been fired. At such close range, the crossbow bolts posed a far greater threat than the bow and arrows. In an instant, the crossbow bolts were fired rapidly and densely, while the army formation was only a few steps away from Wu Chengyu.

Wu Chengyu ignored the crossbow bolts; their high firing rate alone, without any internal force attached to them, meant they couldn't break through his defenses.

He reached into the air and took a long arrow, then swung his long arm and flung it towards the shield formation like a flicking arrow.

Ordinary arrows became like crossbows in Wu Chengyu's hands, powerful and heavy. When the long arrow collided with the shield, it instantly pierced through the shield with the help of Wu Chengyu's internal energy.

First, it shattered the shield in front of it, then it impaled the three people behind the shield, turning them into a gourd. Shards of the shield flew everywhere, injuring half of the people and causing them to fall to the ground.

Wu Chengyu followed the same method, firing two more arrows in quick succession. The seemingly tight and flawless battle formation immediately collapsed and was no longer in any shape.

The solution to such a battle formation is to break it with brute force, to shatter it in one fell swoop with a force they cannot resist, and Wu Chengyu has never lacked strength.

If he were surrounded by thousands of people on the battlefield, Wu Chengyu would turn around and leave, but he didn't take the twenty or thirty people in front of him seriously.

Seeing all the men in the battle formation fall to the ground, the burly man behind him was so frightened that he took several steps back, his face turning ashen. He had completely understood the difference in strength between the two sides, and that Wu Chengyu in front of him was simply someone he could not withstand.

The burly man suddenly raised his ghost-head knife and shouted, "Attack!"

This time, more than a dozen people rushed out of the castle, using all sorts of weapons, no longer the standard military steel swords, but a motley collection. Wu Chengyu even saw the Judge's Pen and the Qiankun Ring with its outer edge made of sharp blades. Especially the Qiankun Ring, which was the first time Wu Chengyu had seen since his transmigration.

These people used martial arts from the Jianghu (江湖, a term referring to the martial arts world), and when they fought, they had no rules or methods. They would rush forward and each make their own moves, but they were all fierce and ruthless.

Wu Chengyu had no way of knowing whether they had eaten people, but from their appearance alone, they seemed more human than those guys outside with glowing red eyes.

However, even their best martial arts skills couldn't reach the level of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan; they were just a band of bandits and couldn't recruit any real masters.

Since the cannibalism was temporarily ruled out, Wu Chengyu did not use the Chain of Life and Death, and simply gave them a quick death.

With the Nine Yin Divine Claw and the Great Bone-Dislocating Capturing Hand, Wu Chengyu's figure swayed continuously, each person making a move, and each move was the same, all aimed at the opponent's throat or back of the neck.

The angle and speed of their attacks were consistent, appearing slow and deliberate, yet these江湖草莽 (jianghu caomang, meaning rough and unruly people) were helpless no matter how they swung their weapons or dodged, as if they were locked onto, essentially offering their necks up to be easily snapped by Wu Chengyu.

After a dozen or so consecutive cracking sounds, all of these outlaws of the martial world had died on the spot.

Including the forty or fifty henchmen behind the gate, the twenty or thirty soldiers in front of the castle, and the outlaws who rushed out this time, that was the main fighting force of the bandits in the fortress. They were all wiped out by Wu Chengyu.

However, that's not entirely accurate. Wu Chengyu's time in defeating the battle formation and killing these Jianghu outlaws was very short, less than the fifteen minutes it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The henchmen outside were still alive, enjoying the final care of the life-and-death chain, their increasingly feeble screams audible. Just then, footsteps sounded ahead. The burly man, terrified by Wu Chengyu's effortless killing of everyone, didn't dare retaliate and turned to run.

Wu Chengyu watched his back as he was about to disappear around the corner. He bent down and picked up the Qiankun Ring. This weapon could be used to fight enemies or thrown as a heavy concealed weapon. It was extremely powerful, but it required a lot of arm strength.

Wu Chengyu picked it up and weighed it in his hand; it weighed about twenty pounds, which was not light.

The Murong family's martial arts manuals include a section on the use of unusual weapons, such as the Qiankun Ring, which can even control the trajectory of the ring after it is thrown.

Wu Chengyu held the Qiankun Ring horizontally, glanced at the burly man in front of him, then bent his arm and gently exerted force with his wrist. The Qiankun Ring disappeared from Wu Chengyu's hand with a whistling sound as it cut through the air.

Just then, the burly man turned in another direction and disappeared from Wu Chengyu's sight. Fortunately, the Qiankun Ring could also turn. All that could be heard was the burly man's scream and the sound of the Qiankun Ring being driven into the wall.

Wu Chengyu slowly walked over, while using a 3D model to observe the entire castle. At this time, there were not many people left in the castle. Only some figures were hiding in the rooms, afraid to come out, or even huddled in the corners or under the tables.

Judging from their physiques, these people were not strong or powerful; they were probably captured by the bandits to serve them or as provisions.

Besides, the castle seems to have another level below. The three-dimensional map isn't that amazing; all that can be sensed is that when Wu Chengyu walks, the vibrations under his feet are different from those on flat ground, indicating that there is space below, but what's inside is unknown.

The three children's desperate attempt to save their friend was also unsuccessful. Hopefully, these children haven't been killed and are still hidden underneath.

Wu Chengyu slowly walked to the corner, first shaking his head, "I'm still not skilled enough. It's my first time using the Qiankun Ring, and I'm a bit clumsy. After turning the corner, I sank a bit and only managed to cut off the strong man's legs."

The most effective way to use this weapon is to cut someone in half at the waist. It's like running and suddenly splitting them in two, while their legs can still run forward five or six more steps, creating a truly shocking visual impact.

At this moment, the burly man screamed in agony as he crawled forward, leaving two trails of blood three or four meters long on the ground. At this rate of blood loss, he wouldn't last much longer.

But Wu Chengyu didn't pay attention to him immediately. Instead, he walked up to the Qiankun Ring that was half-inserted into the wall. The Qiankun Ring was already half-in the wall. He reached out and pulled the Qiankun Ring off the wall, and then looked at it curiously.

The Qiankun Ring was made of good materials, and the outer edge of the blade was only slightly damaged. After all, Wu Chengyu had used a bit too much force just now, so this damage was already very minor. Wu Chengyu took the Qiankun Ring in his hand and swung it up, down, left, and right. Surprisingly, it was quite easy to handle.

Since his transmigration, Wu Chengyu has never had the habit of using weapons. Whether it is Zhao Feng's Qingli Sword, Dugu Qiubai's Qingfeng Sword, Huyan Moluo's One-Legged Bronze Man Spear, or even the Great Demon-Subduing Pestle of the Barbarian Elephant, they can all be called divine weapons.

He put away the Qingli Sword and hid it along with the secret manuals in a secret place in Wujiapo.

The Qingfeng Sword was returned to Dugu Sword Tomb; otherwise, that bald eagle would have fought him to the death. Different people have different fates; Yang Guo could take it at will, but he couldn't.

After killing their master, Wu Chengyu simply left the One-Legged Bronze Spear and the Great Demon-Subduing Pestle behind. Both weapons were too heavy, and carrying them around the martial world would really be like doing weight training.

He had never thought of getting himself a personal weapon. There were many reasons for this, but he simply hadn't found one that suited his taste. Unexpectedly, this Qiankun Ring caught his eye today.

(End of this chapter)