Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

The Great Joyful Bodhisattva's face darkened, her lewd smile vanished, and her ferocity erupted.

"You ungrateful brat! If you won't listen to reason, I'll just have to take you down by force! And then I'll whip you day and night!"

A deafening boom resounded!

The four mountains of flesh stomped forward simultaneously, causing the earth to tremble and the ground beneath their feet to sink slightly.

The Great Joyful Bodhisattva, along with her three disciples, pushed her external martial arts skills to their peak. Her loose, flabby flesh suddenly tightened and hardened, becoming so tough that it was said to be impervious to swords and divine weapons. She ruthlessly crushed towards Qin Han, intending to subdue him by brute force!

But with the gap in their levels of understanding right in front of them, all their struggles are futile and laughable.

Qin Han, unwilling to look at the ugly appearance of these people any longer, raised his hand and gently pushed them forward.

Bang! Bang bang...!

Three muffled thuds rang out in succession in the darkness.

The three female disciples who were at the forefront, who possessed incredibly strong physiques, were instantly shattered when they encountered Qin Han's palm strike.

That invulnerable body was no match for the power of the Celestial Realm. In an instant, the body turned into blood mist and mangled flesh, and the person died on the spot!

A bloody scene came into view, and the momentum of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva's forward charge suddenly stopped. For the first time, her eyes, which were squeezed into narrow slits by her fat, showed a bone-chilling horror.

"ah!!"

She let out a sharp shriek, tensing all her strength to try and withstand Qin Han's next palm strike.

"Bodhisattva, I am a Grandmaster at the peak, my physical body is invincible! Even Li Xunhuan's flying daggers couldn't break through it, and you..."

"Grandmaster? Is that strong?!"

Qin Han's voice was cold as he delivered the final blow.

Click... Click

The sound of bones cracking rang out, and the supposedly indestructible body of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva crumbled inch by inch from the inside out. She stood frozen on the spot, the light in her eyes quickly fading away, and she died on the spot!

Its bulky body crashed forward, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The Five Poison Child, still in shock, witnessed the horrific scene and was so terrified that his legs went weak and he turned to flee.

Qin Han's sleeves fluttered gently.

An invisible gust of wind caught up with the Five Poison Child in an instant. After a short, mournful cry, the watermelon burst open, and the small body fell to the ground, motionless.

In an instant, the two notorious criminals recruited by the Qing government at great expense, along with their three skilled martial arts practitioners, were all executed.

The stench of blood mingled with a foul odor permeated the area in front of the central command tent.

Only a few male concubines remained on the ground, trembling, and Tu Hai, who stood there dumbfounded.

Qin Han swept his gaze over the group of pale-faced young men.

"You have all been kidnapped and coerced; you may leave on your own."

The group of men, as if granted a pardon, collapsed to the ground, weeping with relief at their narrow escape.

Only one person trembled violently, his eyes showing no sign of relief, only years of pent-up humiliation, endless hatred, and a heart full of sorrow. This person was none other than You Longsheng, the former young master of Cangjian Manor.

He rose to fame at a young age, possessing superb swordsmanship and high spirits. He even aspired to compete with Li Xunhuan. However, during his travels, he was kidnapped and imprisoned by the Bodhisattva of Great Joy, becoming her plaything and suffering all kinds of humiliation. His swordsmanship was completely worn away, and his pride was crushed, leaving him with only an empty shell.

You Longsheng stared at the bloated corpse of the female bodhisattva on the ground, and the humiliation he had suppressed for years erupted all at this moment.

"Ahhhhh!"

He drew his dusty "Sword of Heartbreak" from his waist and charged forward like a madman, hacking wildly at the corpse.

Sword after sword, venting the endless suffering of years of imprisonment and humiliation.

After a long while, You Longsheng, exhausted, stopped fighting. His body was covered in blood and he stood there, swaying precariously.

He slowly turned his head to look at Qin Han, his voice hoarse and broken, carrying a humble plea.

"Golden Serpent King... I have only one request."

"Whatever happens today must not be reported back to Hidden Sword Manor."

"From now on, there will be no more You Longsheng in this world. Let it be that You Longsheng has long since died far from home and has never suffered such humiliation and lived on." After speaking, he glanced at the Soul-Stealing Sword in his hand. "This sword has become dusty in my hands. I hope you can find a true swordsman for this sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, the last glimmer of light in his eyes went out completely.

Clang!

The sword flashes horizontally!

With his last remaining strength, You Longsheng committed suicide on the spot, thus ending the life of a young master from a prestigious family with deep resentment.

Qin Han stared at his fallen figure, silent in his heart. In fact, You Longsheng had also made it onto the list of rising stars, but because he hadn't appeared for many years, he was ranked sixty-seventh. It was truly lamentable that such a person had met such an end tonight.

He sighed softly, turned his gaze away, and looked at Tu Hai, who was slumped on the ground.

As Qin Han approached, Tu Hai's lips trembled, and he was about to speak...

Qin Han had no interest in arguing with his opponent. With a single move, "Dragon Sucking Water," the "Sword of Heartbreak" appeared in his hand. With a swift stroke, blood gushed out, and the head of this famous Qing general rolled off the sword!

Qin Han reached out and lifted Tu Hai's head, about to loudly order the Qing army to surrender.

Unexpectedly, this movement caused the guards who had rushed over upon hearing the news to see their commander dead. Their eyes turned bloodshot, and they fearlessly drew their swords and charged forward, roaring as they attacked.

"To avenge Tu Shuai!"

"Kill him!"

Qin Han's eyes turned cold. He knew that these personal guards were all loyal and that keeping them around would only cause trouble. He moved swiftly and charged into the crowd. His moves were simple, with simple punches and kicks. With each strike, a personal guard fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred personal guards were all killed.

Without pausing, Qin Han leaped onto the top of the towering command flag in the camp, raised Tu Hai's head high, channeled his true energy into his throat, and his voice, like rolling thunder, resounded throughout the entire Three Phoenix Valley.

"Tu Hai is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed!"

The overwhelming pressure from the heavens, accompanied by shouts, echoed throughout the chaotic camp. Amidst the melee, countless Eight Banner soldiers looked up and saw the familiar head atop the commander's banner. They were all terrified, and their morale completely collapsed.

Fearing that the Qing army might regain its footing amidst the chaos, Qin Han tore down the enemy commander's flag, pierced Tu Hai's head through the flagpole, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and sped toward the gate where the fighting was fiercest.

Outside the gate, the Red Turban Army's charge was being suppressed by rows of archers. Qing officer Xu Hao shouted orders to fire arrows, desperately blocking the attack.

Suddenly a dark shadow descended from the sky.

Qin Han landed at the front of the formation, and a rain of arrows rushed towards him. With a wave of his sleeve, he created an invisible wall of energy in front of him. He used the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" technique to deflect all the arrows that hit him.

Puff, puff puff puff!

Xu Hao, along with dozens of archers beside him, was pierced by arrows shot by his own men and died on the spot, thus shattering the Qing army's defensive line at the gate.

Seeing this scene from not far away, Yang Miaozhen was deeply moved and immediately raised her pear blossom spear and shouted loudly.

"Brothers, follow me and charge in!"

Qin Han hurled the flagpole with the head attached towards Yang Miaozhen.

"then!"

The flagpole traced an arc before Yang Miaozhen caught it steadily and hung it around the neck of her warhorse. The grotesque human head swayed with the galloping horse, greatly intimidating the Qing soldiers along the way.

The entire Qing army camp was thrown into complete chaos, with countless soldiers abandoning their weapons and fleeing in all directions. Some remaining soldiers were gathered up by their officers and put up a stubborn resistance.

Qin Han searched for the remaining enemy forces amidst the chaos of the camp. Suddenly, he came across a battle group where Chen Jinnan, Chen Jialuo, Wen Tailai and his wife had formed a battle formation and were fighting to the death against hundreds of Qing soldiers who had regrouped.

The Qing soldiers were fearless and launched a fierce attack. Even though Chen Jinnan and his men were highly skilled in martial arts, they gradually became exhausted and were all wounded when they were surrounded.

In the midst of the melee, Luo Bing slowed down slightly in order to block a blow for Wen Tailai, and a long sword from her side slashed towards her back.

At the critical moment, an irresistible suction force suddenly struck.

Qin Han used his Dragon-Capturing Skill from several feet away, pulling Luo Bing to his side out of thin air.

Luo Bing felt dizzy and disoriented. When she came to her senses, she found herself leaning against a solid chest. When she looked up, she met Qin Han's stubble-covered face.

Before anyone could react, Qin Han took a deep breath, unleashing his powerful inner strength. A roar like a lion's roar shook the battlefield!

"roar--!!!"

The deafening roar swept in all directions, and the Qing soldiers who rushed forward were hit by the roar, making them dizzy and bloody from their ears and noses. Those with shallow skills fainted and fell to the ground, and the battle formation collapsed instantly.