The divine manifestations began at the Gongwei Division.

Qin Kuo led a small squad of heavy cavalry forward.

In the mountains and forests, the heavy cavalry could not move at full speed and could only advance slowly.

In an open area, a single charge by heavy cavalry would have killed several demon-slaying captains long ago.

"General, Nighthawk lost track of the enemy here; they should be hiding nearby."

"It was a cavalryman who said in a deep voice."

Qin Kuo's expression was serious as he carefully observed the subtle traces remaining on the ground.

"Everyone, be on high alert!"

Qin Kuo said in a deep voice.

Before coming here, he was told that he was hunting down four inexperienced demon-slaying captains.

The strongest cultivator is a seventh-rank celestial official, and there are two eighth-rank martial artists and one ninth-rank divine official.

The four demon-slaying captains were all novices, and the other two were from aristocratic families.

But now, those intelligence reports are clearly completely wrong.

They weren't hunting down any newbies, but absolute experts!

In just two days, more than a hundred demons have died at the hands of the other side.

Among them are many powerful demons of the seventh rank.

On two occasions, they had pinpointed the enemy's location and a cavalry unit had engaged them in battle.

result.

The battle-hardened cavalrymen were still managed to have several of their men killed by the enemy.

Qin Kuo's heart was bleeding.

Those were all his men.

"The Demon-Slaying Captains are all lone wolves; they are better at jungle warfare than we are. Everyone, don't get separated and keep watch on your surroundings."

Qin Kuo gripped the horizontal sword in his hand tightly.

With the sound of blades being drawn, all the cavalrymen drew their swords and cautiously advanced.

Splash!

Suddenly a sound came from the right.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Several cavalrymen shouted and charged forward with their swords drawn.

"Come back, everyone!"

Qin Kuo shouted.

Just then, a cavalryman shouted, "General, be careful!"

The sound of wind breaking through the air reached Qin Kuo's head, and his pupils contracted sharply.

His battle-hardened instincts made him instinctively swing his knife to parry.

Ding-dong.

Amidst the crisp sound of metal clashing.

Qin Kuo felt an immense force surge through his arm, and the horizontal sword in his hand almost slipped out of his grasp.

This is where his combat experience becomes apparent.

He suddenly rolled backward, using the momentum to deflect the surging force.

As he rolled, he finally saw what the enemy looked like.

A young man, too young for his age, with a handsome face and a pair of eyes that shone like stars beneath his disheveled black hair.

Swish!

The opponent's swordsmanship was fierce, and he attacked like a shadow.

Qin Kuo felt a powerful killing intent rushing towards him, and his heart seemed to stop for a moment.

Ding ding ding.

Before the other cavalry could react.

Qin Kuo parried with his sword.

In the blink of an eye, their blades clashed dozens of times.

Qin Kuo felt that the opponent's strength was astonishing; with each collision, his arm felt as if it were about to break.

After dozens of strikes, he finally lost his grip on the horizontal sword.

With a clang, the sword flew out and broke in two.

A flash of light slashed down from above.

Qin Kuo shouted loudly, unleashing the powerful strength of a sixth-grade martial artist.

puff.

The blade sliced ​​through his armor, leaving a shallow wound on his stomach.

If he had retreated even an inch, he would have been disemboweled by now.

In that very instant, the surrounding cavalry finally formed ranks and charged forward.

Several swords slashed towards the opponent's back.

The opponent swung his sword horizontally.

clang!

The moment the cavalrymen were knocked back, the man darted into the dense forest like a nimble lynx and disappeared instantly.

Qin Kuo's back was completely soaked with cold sweat. Looking in the direction where the other party disappeared, he was unable to give the order to pursue for a moment.

"How did those spies find out this information? Is this an eighth-rank martial artist?"

Qin Kuo cursed inwardly.

As a sixth-rank martial artist, I almost died under the opponent's blade in a single exchange.

The reason I'm still alive is because of my brothers!

If it were a one-on-one fight, I would already be dead.

If this were an eighth-rank martial artist, Qin Kuo would cut off his head and use it as a chamber pot!

"General."

The cavalrymen surrounded Qin Kuo, looking around warily with tense expressions in their eyes.

I had long known that the Demon-Slaying Captains of the Guardian Division were terrifying.

But once they actually fought, they realized just how terrifying the Demon Slayer Captain truly was.

They hadn't even managed to touch the hem of the man's clothes, yet their lieutenant almost died under his blade.

"Chase!"

Qin Kuo took a deep breath, tore off his tattered armor, and gritted his teeth.

The prince's death order was that these demon-slaying captains must not be allowed to leave Qizhou alive.

They had killed sixth-rank martial artists before.

The cavalrymen responded with a roar and charged forward in formation.

…………

Zhou Heng stopped and took two deep breaths.

"There is indeed a big difference between being organized and not being organized."

He couldn't help but sigh.

Although those monsters also had weapons, their cooperation with each other was practically nonexistent.

Simply put, they are a motley crew.

But these cavalrymen were different.

These cavalrymen were a truly elite force.

Zhou Heng nearly suffered losses when he encountered them several times.

He had intended to risk a decapitation strike, but ultimately failed.

If he had been facing those demons, he would have already succeeded.

"Fortunately, bows and arrows cannot be used in the forest, otherwise I would probably have been captured long ago."

Zhou Heng regulated his breathing, pondering how to shake off this group of pursuers.

That night hawk on the other side is too annoying; no matter how he hides, he can always be found.

Unfortunately, the night hawk flew extremely high, and he lacked the ability to fly, so he couldn't kill it at all.

After much thought, he realized that the only solution was to defeat the cavalry force that had been chasing him.

Otherwise, if they keep chasing him like this, sooner or later he will have nowhere to escape.

There's more than just this one group of pursuers on Mount Tai; countless demons are searching for him all over the mountain.

I was just thinking about it.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck from the sky.

In a short while, the rain poured down.

Zhou Heng's eyes lit up immediately.

A slight smile played on his lips.

"Is God on my side?"

He muttered to himself, slowly raising his right hand. As he waved his hand, the raindrops seemed to be drawn into water dragons.

…………

"Everyone, be on alert!"

Qin Kuo shouted, "Once the target is spotted, kill them without mercy!"

In this harsh environment, they were facing demon-slaying captains.

Any hesitation could have devastating consequences.

Qin Kuo looked up at the sky, raindrops hitting his face, and his heart was heavy.

In this environment, nighthawks are also affected.

Without the Night Hawks tracking the enemy's movements, could they still catch up with them?

suddenly.

Qin Kuo felt a stinging sensation on his face.

Before he could react, screams rang in his ears.

Looking around, all I could see were splattered blood on the bodies of the cavalrymen.

What harmed them was raindrops falling from the sky.

The raindrops were like tiny swords, falling on their bodies and easily cutting their skin.

A single raindrop may have limited destructive power, but when the number of these raindrops reached a certain level, the cavalrymen were instantly thrown into chaos.

"Celestial Arts of the Heavens, summoning wind and rain!"

Qin Kuo's heart sank to the bottom.

He saw a water dragon shoot into the sky, and the night hawk circling in the air let out a shriek and plummeted into the forest.

"withdraw!"

Qin Kuo roared with all the strength he had ever mustered.

The news is completely wrong.

On the other side, there was not only a sixth-rank martial artist, but also a celestial official who had mastered the Heavenly Gang Immortal Technique!

In the mountains and forests, this is a war that cannot be won!