You call this the way of the sword?

Yang Qingfeng had previously said he would catch them all in one fell swoop, which made everyone a little apprehensive.

After all, without the foreign teams, their numbers are even fewer, putting them at a greater disadvantage.

Forget about wiping them all out; even an ambush or sneak attack might not guarantee victory.

However, upon seeing the sudden broken blade and then looking at the now empty battlefield, everyone was dumbfounded and their minds went blank.

"Huh?"

"Where are the demons? Where are the ghosts?"

"W-W-What was it that wiped me out in seconds?"

Compared to the teams that were further away, Qin Hongru and her teammates were significantly more impacted.

Besides Lin Miaoyu, even Qin Hongru felt as if her heart had stopped for a long time.

The terrifying explosion was like an invisible hand, squeezing their hearts tightly, rendering them speechless and immobile, their senses gradually growing cold, and a sense of fear rising within them.

Only they could see it clearly: hundreds of demons and dozens of defensive skills were destroyed the moment they opened, and were pulverized the moment they made contact.

There was no room to dodge, no room to maneuver. The explosion seemed to unleash tens of millions of invisible swords in an instant, even leaving the earth covered in countless sword marks!

"Haha~~"

A sinister laugh rang out.

Lin Miaoyu suddenly broke free from the sword spirit's embrace and leaped into Yang Qingfeng's arms.

Yang Qingfeng was startled and quickly hugged her. He was greeted by a beautiful, rosy face, two sparkling eyes, and an incredibly soft body pressed against his chest.

"Senior, you're amazing! Thank you!"

"Thank you on behalf of Ah Lian!"

Without waiting for a reply, Lin Miaoyu gave him a kiss.

Suddenly the mask was removed, and a smooth, pink touch swiftly landed on her face, as if leaving behind a girl's unique fragrance.

Then the mask was put back on, as if nothing had happened.

Yang Qingfeng couldn't help but look over. Lin Miaoyu's small mouth was as pink as a cherry blossom, her lips pursed with girlish shyness and joy, and the subtle opening and closing seemed to release a certain sexy allure.

It felt very subtle, quite different from her cute and innocent appearance.

Yang Qingfeng wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but looking at Lin Miaoyu in his arms, he noticed that she and Qiao Wanyi had very similar personalities; both were the type with an incredible contrast.

"Um, who is Ah Lian?"

Lin Miaoyu happily raised her arms and wrapped them around Yang Qingfeng's neck, saying softly, "A-Lian is our best friend. She was attacked and injured by a demon. Senior brother killed the demon, which not only avenged us but also avenged A-Lian."

"so…"

Lin Miaoyu didn't finish her sentence. Instead, she stared into Yang Qingfeng's eyes behind his mask, her gaze gradually becoming unfocused, and her face growing increasingly flushed.

Yang Qingfeng heard and understood everything, but then he felt it was a bit tricky, so he quickly landed back on the ground and loosened Lin Miaoyu's grip first.

But when he let go, Lin Miaoyu was still clinging to his neck.

"Ugh, cough cough!!"

Qin Hongru noticed Yang Qingfeng's predicament and quickly whispered a reminder, "Miaoyu, don't be silly, this is a battlefield!"

Lin Miaoyu suddenly snapped out of her daze. She had barely let go of Yang Qingfeng before Qin Hongru dragged her dozens of meters away. "Are you crazy? We've only met twice and you're already like this! Even if you like him, you can't just pounce on him! And you're still holding on so tightly..."

"Do you know you look like a psychopath right now?"

Lin Miaoyu blinked her beautiful eyes and asked with a uniquely insightful retort, "Isn't a woman's perversion exactly what men want?"

"you…"

Qin Hongru felt as if she had been punched in the mouth, and all her words were suddenly choked back down. After a long while, she felt embarrassed and couldn't bring herself to discuss this topic.

Lin Miaoyu looked Qin Hongru up and down, then suddenly became serious and said, "Have you forgotten that our lives were saved by our senior brother? Without him, if we had fallen into the hands of those bat demons, we would have suffered a fate worse than death."

"So don't give me that high-sounding lecture about being a woman, about propriety, integrity, and morality. So what if my senior brother doesn't want me anymore in the future?"

"I am what he deserves. He can leave me, but I will still love him!"

After saying that, Lin Miaoyu turned and left, leaving Qin Hongru standing there bewildered.

For a fleeting moment, she felt that Lin Miaoyu was right, but reason immediately told her that it was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.

On the other side, the Sword Soul had already cleaned up the battlefield and brought back various spoils of war.

Besides equipment, items, silver coins, and countless materials, the experience, cultivation points, and numerous battle merits gained from defeating enemies make for a very fruitful harvest.

And there was an unexpected bonus: two phoenix feather crystals.

Those foreign teams spent months trying to get two crystals, but they ended up playing with fire and dying, while all their hard work went to Yang Qingfeng.

"No wonder everyone wants to come to the battlefield..."

Yang Qingfeng glanced at the attribute panel and gradually realized the importance of battlefield experience.

Name: Yang Qingfeng

[Cultivation: Swordsmanship]

[Cultivation Period: 62 years and 347 days]

[Level: 20 (32%)]

……

Name: Yang Qingfeng

Military Rank: Senior Private

Military Merit: 1970/3000

Permissions: None

Including the bat demon stronghold destroyed the day before yesterday, approximately four hundred demons and ghosts have gained nearly six years of cultivation.

On average, a low-level demon can add 5 days of cultivation and 10 points of battle merit.

If I could ignite a major battle like last time, and just blow things up myself, I could probably reach the Tier 2 cap in a single day.

Yang Qingfeng pondered for a moment, then adjusted his mask, feeling that it might not be impossible to operate.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and my arm was embraced.

Lin Miaoyu hugged Yang Qingfeng tightly, saying in an extremely clingy tone, "Senior brother, are you going to run the Spirit Feather dungeon? Let's go together?"

Yang Qingfeng tried to pull his hand away immediately, but failed. He had no choice but to tell the truth: "Senior Sister Miaoyu, I already have someone I like. Please don't do this."

After speaking her mind to Qin Hongru, Lin Miaoyu made up her mind completely. Faced with Yang Qingfeng's polite rejection, she was not discouraged at all and replied nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter. My father married three wives and my brother married two. I don't care about these things."

Good heavens, if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too?

Yang Qingfeng was speechless for a moment, and could only shake his head and say, "I have what I wanted, so there's no need to do this dungeon. The place I'm going to next is very dangerous, and you can't come with me."

"I see..."

Lin Miaoyu's expression immediately wilted, as if she had just confessed her feelings and then been dumped.

She was petite and delicate, only 160 cm tall, wearing a pink and white dress. Her pretty face had delicate features like a porcelain doll, and if she looked down, people would feel reluctant to bully her.

Just as Yang Qingfeng had this feeling, Lin Miaoyu suddenly looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears, and said, "Then... could Senior Brother come into the dungeon with me?"

While she was asking questions, she was actually pulling Yang Qingfeng towards the dungeon and sending him a team invitation.

Yang Qingfeng was about to refuse when Lin Miaoyu said, "Just for a little while."

She suddenly turned around and walked backwards, holding Yang Qingfeng's hands with both hands, silently coaxing him with a tearful expression, as if she had a cheat code.

Yang Qingfeng believed her lies and accepted the team invitation. He entered the dungeon, and as soon as the teleportation was complete, he felt his face go bare, and his mask was instantly removed.

Immediately afterwards, an octopus pounced on him and entangled him tightly.

In an instant, her delicate, rosy face was right in front of me, her cherry-red lips parted as she breathed out fragrant air, the intense heat and touch, along with the force of her tight embrace, relentlessly eroded my heartstrings.

Lin Miaoyu clung tightly to Yang Qingfeng's neck, murmuring rather unreasonably, "I won't follow you, but you have to kiss me, just once..."