The Imperial Guards, like Yama, slaughtered until the Empress cried out for help.

On the mountaintop, the battle between the Imperial Guards and the mountain bandits had reached a fever pitch.

Both sides were in a frenzy of fighting, but overall the bandits had a slight advantage.

The battlefield at the center of the battlefield was between Xu Long, the eldest son of the Xu family, and Yang Yi, the chief commander.

Old Xu swung the sledgehammer in his hand.

"Yang Yi, you're very good, but it seems your subordinates can't hold on."

Yang Yi glanced around and noticed that the Imperial Guards had suffered far more casualties than the bandits, which was very strange.

There's something wrong with nine out of ten points.

Yang Yi frowned and forcefully swung his axe vertically at Boss Xu.

The sound of metal clashing rang out in the air.

"Where did you get so many people? Judging by their skills, they're definitely not bandits. Who are they?"

"We are certainly not as wealthy and powerful as your Imperial Guards, but we do have some money and can certainly hire people to help us."

Yang Yi's axe surged with internal energy, forcing Xu Laoda back several steps, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

In this era, there weren't many forces that dared to take action against the Embroidered Uniform Guard, but there really was one in Ningzhou.

"You contacted the White Dragon Cult?"

Old Master Xu laughed heartily, a ruthless look appearing on his face.

"Smart, you don't need to say anything like treason."

"Being hunted down by your Imperial Guards, our deaths are inevitable. We might as well fight you to the death."

Screams echoed from all around, coming from the Imperial Guards, bandits, and members of the White Dragon Cult.

However, most of them were still members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

After all, the White Dragon Sect was established by the remnants of the previous dynasty, and its training of its subordinates was no less than that of the Great Wu Dynasty.

If they were at the same level, even the Imperial Guards wouldn't stand a chance in a one-on-one fight, let alone now that the other side outnumbered them.

Xu Laoda unleashed another massive blast of air with his hammer, hurtling towards Yang Yi.

"And listen, there are still shouts of battle coming from down the mountain. Your men are probably doomed."

"Today is your death day, Yang Yi!"

Yang Yi took a deep breath and poured out his inner strength without reservation, unleashing several slashes in a row, trying to break through Xu Laoda's defenses.

He could no longer hear any noise from down the mountain, and he feared that the entire army had been wiped out. If they didn't deal with Boss Xu soon, they would be in danger too.

With a light tap of his toe, Xu Laoda took several steps back. He had seen through Yang Yi's desperate plan, but all he needed to do now was hold Yang Yi off.

Old Xu chuckled at Yang Yi: "Hey, Commander Yang, you're getting impatient!"

Just then, a rustling sound came from the woods behind them, indicating that someone was quickly crossing the forest.

Without even turning his head, Old Xu confidently declared, "Look, my men are coming up, and all yours are dead."

Yang Yi's face turned ashen. He gripped the giant axe tightly, ready to fight to the death, but the next moment he froze.

"Um?"

He had a feeling that the people coming from the mountains were dressed in the uniforms of the Imperial Guards.

The next moment, three cold blades flashed through the air.

One of the White Dragon Cult members was cut into three pieces.

At the same time, they charged toward the next bandit without slowing down.

"What was that? So fast!"

"Run!"

"Don't come any closer!"

......

Blood and limbs flew everywhere in the air; no bandit left with a whole body in Shen Qing's path.

Although Shen Qing's face was unfamiliar, he was undoubtedly one of their own.

A look of immense joy appeared on Yang Yi's face.

At this moment, the roles of offense and defense have reversed!

"Hahaha, Boss Xu, you think you're the only one with help? We have help too."

"Hey, where are your men? Are they all dead?"

Shen Qing moved through the night like a ghost, her steps light and graceful.

With each step Shen Qing took, a bandit was dismembered, blood splattering everywhere. In just three breaths, five bandits were dismembered by Shen Qing.

"stop!"

Old Master Xu, his eyes blazing with fury, swung his hammer and charged towards Shen Qing.

If Shen Qing continues killing, they will all be dead in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.

But at that moment, Yang Yi suddenly appeared from the side, blocking Xu Laoda's way with a mocking expression.

"Oh, in such a hurry?"

Yang Yi directly returned what Boss Xu had just said.

However, Boss Xu was really anxious. He patted his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This is a life-or-death secret technique he cultivated, which stimulates his essence and blood to gain power, but the side effect is that his cultivation level regresses by one level.

But at this point, he couldn't care less about anything else.

This desperate technique was indeed effective. In a single exchange, Yang Yi, who had been evenly matched with Boss Xu, was now at a disadvantage.

With a roar from Boss Xu, Yang Yi was shoved aside and crashed into a large tree on the side.

Yang Yi quickly stood up, but he was unable to stop Xu Laoda from rushing towards Shen Qing, so he could only shout.

"Be careful!"

Shen Qing slowly turned around, then raised his Qinghe Blade and swung it upwards.

Seeing that Shen Qing dared to take his desperate hammer blow head-on, Boss Xu's face was filled with a ferocious smile.

"How dare you!"

Yang Yi rushed towards Shen Qing: "Don't take it head-on! He used a desperate technique!"

But at this moment, the blade and the giant hammer were only inches apart.

The next moment, Yang Yi stopped in her tracks, her mouth agape, her pupils filled with shock.

The sound of the hammer and sword clashing was so loud that it made everyone's ears ring. The bandits and imperial guards who were nearby were knocked to the ground by the shock.

Despite the immense force, Shen Qing's cyan longsword held the giant hammer firmly in place, preventing it from moving at all.

Looking at Shen Qing's expression, he seemed relaxed, as if he hadn't used his full strength at all.

It felt as pleasant as taking a stroll after the rain.

"This...how is this possible?"

Xu Laoda looked on in disbelief, took three steps back, and fell to the ground, his face pale.

Shen Qing caught his hammer so easily that Xu Laoda's pent-up anger dissipated, prematurely ending his life-or-death secret technique.

"How did you catch it? That's impossible!"

Shen Qing remained expressionless, flicked the Qinghe sword in his hand slightly, and walked unhurriedly toward Boss Xu.

That's a joke; achieving physical sainthood would provide a terrifying power boost.

Those who are not at the Innate Realm are not even qualified to exchange blows with Shen Qing.

Is this something a mere bandit like you can compare to using your life-or-death secret technique?

Qinghe was placed on Xu Laoda's neck.

"You're the eldest son of the Xu family?"