Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Qin Han wielded a cannon barrel weighing hundreds of kilograms, and with a casual wave of his hand, large numbers of Qing soldiers suffered broken bones, torn tendons, and flying blood and flesh.

puff!

Sabsu was still struggling to pick up his weapon when Qin Han's figure appeared before him like a ghost.

"you......!"

Sabsu only managed to utter one word before the cannon barrel roared in and smashed his upper body to pieces.

Upon seeing this, Yue Leming was so frightened that she turned and ran away.

Qin Han flicked his finger, and a golden gust of wind pierced through the air and pierced Yue Leming's back. Yue Leming staggered forward a few steps, fell to the ground, and died.

Both coaches were killed in an instant!

Qin Han was caught up in the excitement of the battle, his gaze sweeping over the routed soldiers who were running around like headless flies.

An unprecedented surge of pride welled up in my heart.

The moment this thought arose, he was preparing to activate the Dragon God Technique once more to annihilate all his enemies.

suddenly!

An indescribable, stabbing pain shot through my chest, as if I were being gripped by an invisible hand.

"Hmm!"

Qin Han groaned, and the true essence that had been flowing freely within his body suddenly became extremely sluggish, as if it had been forcibly suppressed by some unknown force.

The unique feeling of being able to communicate with heaven and earth and mobilize the power of heaven and earth that was unique to the Celestial Realm vanished without a trace in an instant.

What... what's going on?!

Qin Han was terrified. He realized that something was wrong with his current state. Without thinking too much, he forcibly suppressed his surging blood and dared not continue the fight.

He stomped his foot and soared into the sky, flying swiftly back to the mountain where he was.

As soon as he landed, the injuries that had been forcibly suppressed could no longer be contained.

"puff!!"

A large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

Qin Han's vision blurred, his legs went weak, and he knelt on one knee. He barely managed to stay upright by supporting himself with his hands. His face turned ashen, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

For the first time, he felt as if all the energy had been drained from his body.

"Qin Lang!"

"My lord!"

Xiaolongnu, Ajiu, and Xia Qingqing exclaimed in alarm and rushed over immediately, supporting his swaying body from both sides.

"You're injured?!"

Xiaolongnu's cool eyes were filled with anxiety and worry.

"I...I'm fine..."

Qin Han was panting heavily, struggling to stand up.

At this moment, Yang Miaozhen, Chen Jinnan and other leaders also gathered around. When they saw Qin Han spitting blood and kneeling on the ground, their expressions changed drastically.

"Your Highness, are you injured?"

Yang Miaozhen asked anxiously.

Qin Han took a deep breath, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, slowly pushed away Ajiu and Long'er, who were supporting him, and waved his hand.

"A mere backlash is nothing to worry about."

He stood up, forcing himself to stand, appearing to be unharmed, and glanced down the mountain.

All the Qing army's commanders were killed, their firearms were destroyed, and the remaining troops were in complete disarray, fleeing in all directions in a sorry state.

The crowd stared at him with varying expressions: some were shocked, some were fearful, and some were filled with admiration, but no one dared to speak easily.

The dragon transformation technique and the divine punishment that just happened have shattered their understanding.

Yang Miaozhen stared blankly at Qin Han's back, no longer harboring any thought of competing with him. How ridiculous it had been for her to challenge him with a gun back then.

Seeing that Qin Han seemed to be out of danger, Chen Jinnan sighed inwardly: The Zheng family still wanted to support the Third Prince Zhu, and the Mu family still missed the Fifth Prince Zhu, but did the world really need the descendants of the Zhu family?

Mu Jiansheng's gaze was direct: An emperor! This is a true emperor! What descendants of the Ming Dynasty? Before such divine might, they are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs!

He glanced furtively at his sister, who was tending to the wounded soldiers behind him, and made up his mind. He had already missed the opportunity with the Southern Song Dynasty, and he couldn't afford to miss it again this time.

Qin Han glanced at the crowd, too preoccupied to ponder their thoughts. The tearing sensation within him hadn't disappeared; it had simply been forcibly suppressed.

To prevent Fukang'an from changing his mind and launching an attack, Qin Han immediately ordered: "This place is not safe to stay any longer. Pass down the order to clean up the battlefield, gather the remaining troops, and return the entire army to the Golden Serpent Camp headquarters."

"Yes, sir!"

Jiao Wan'er, Cheng Qingzhu, and Situ Bolei, the former members of the Golden Snake Camp, were the first to bow and accept the order.

The other heroes also reacted quickly, bowing and showing more than ten times the respect they had shown before.

......

On the way back to the Golden Snake Camp, Qin Han was arranged by the women to sit in a carriage.

Inside the carriage, Xiaolongnu, Ajiu, and Xia Qingqing silently stayed by his side, the atmosphere somewhat heavy.

As soon as he entered the carriage, Qin Han could no longer hold on and lay down temporarily, resting his eyes on Xiaolongnu's knees.

Xiaolongnu was already used to her lover resting his head on her knees, so she reached out and placed her hand on his wrist, slowly channeling a cool stream of true energy into him, trying to help him regulate his meridians. However, she found that his meridians were undamaged and his true energy was circulating normally.

"My lord, your body..."

Qin Han slowly opened his eyes, took her slightly cool hand in his, looked at Qingqing and Ajiu, and shook his head.

"This is not an injury."

He recalled the moment before the excruciating pain in his chest, the thought that had crossed his mind was to slaughter the entire army of 20,000, and he even wanted to go directly to Yanjing, fly into the palace, and kill Emperor Kangxi.

He remembered what Zhang Zhenren had told him a long time ago.

The three realms of Heaven and Man allow one to communicate with the heavens and the natural world, and can change the course of events with a single thought. However, the Way of Heaven also has its rules, which are the karmic laws of Heaven and Man. If a person in the Heaven and Man realm commits acts of killing that exceed the limits of mortals, they will be bound by karmic laws. At best, they will be unable to make any progress; at worst, they will fall back to the level of a Grandmaster or even suffer a qi deviation.

However, he has killed quite a few people along the way and has never felt any discomfort.

Qin Han now understands that most of the people he killed before, whether they were martial arts masters or military generals, were individuals and had not crossed any red lines.

Just now, he had the idea of ​​single-handedly annihilating an entire army, and even directly beheading the emperor of a country.

This is the boundary.

"It is the law of karma between gods and humans."

Qin Han briefly told the three women beside him what he had heard when he discussed Taoism with Master Zhang, as well as his current speculations.

The three women's expressions changed upon hearing this.

Xia Qingqing asked anxiously, "Then...what should we do? How can this karmic bond be lifted?"

Qin Han remained silent for a moment. He had the dragon mark on his body, so he should have a solution. He just needed to go back and try it out properly. He couldn't let the women worry now.

"It's a minor problem. As long as I don't try to wipe out an entire army by myself, it should disappear soon."

Ah Jiu is meticulous.

"This matter must absolutely not be known to outsiders!"

Qin Han nodded, and Ajiu could see the farthest.

After this battle, his fame will surely soar, and everyone will have to be wary of him. Emperor Gaozu of Han's slaying of the white snake was just a fabrication, but his was real. With a little embellishment, it could easily be made into a story of a true dragon descending to earth. However, if people knew that he was weak at this moment, it was hard to guarantee that someone wouldn't take the opportunity to attack him.

Of their current allies, can you say that not a few are afraid?

Who knows...

Qin Han pondered to himself, "It seems that relying on personal martial prowess to conquer the world is no longer a viable path. Perhaps only by achieving the ultimate immortality and breaking through to the realm of a terrestrial immortal can I truly be fearless?"

Qin Han leaned against Long'er's lap as a pillow, his gaze passing through the carriage window to the continuous mountain range outside.

Ultimately, it will still take strategy, power, and anti-Qing resistance forces to gradually sink the Qing Dynasty!

From then on, his "deity" could only be used to unite people's hearts and deter enemies, like a "Sword of Damocles" hanging over the heads of enemies.