Chapter 27

The blade of light rose.

Blood rained down!

In a sudden and unexpected move, the blade slashed down, and the shock on the face of the Flying Wing Hall expert was the last expression he would ever make, as he was cleanly split from head to groin!

The two halves of the corpse, burning under the intense heat of He Biqu's Golden Sun Technique, fell from the air with a crackling sound, without even a chance to scream.

This sudden turn of events left Miao Sensen and the other two completely stunned!

"Third Brother!"

The three cried out in unison.

Miao Sensen, now positioned above He Biqu, had an excellent angle for attack, but he recoiled as if he had seen a ghost, his voice sharp and shrill: "Golden Sun Technique! He Biqu! You, you despicable scoundrel, to use such a despicable and treacherous method, when did you recover!?"

He Biqu's figure moved again, swiftly counterattacking Miao Sensen. Like a bolt of lightning, his blade slashed through the air, cutting through the sky.

He coldly shouted, "Do I need to report to you, Miao Sensen, when I recover? What are you, anyway?"

With a clang, the bright longsword and Miao Sensen's sword clashed.

The surge of spiritual energy sent Miao Sensen flying back like a broken kite, spewing a mouthful of blood as he roared, "He Biqu, you despicable scoundrel, you actually tricked us!?"

"Pathetic! A cripple spouting nonsense! If I couldn't trick you, why would I, He Biqu, even come here?!"

He Biqu sneered, his body moving like the wind, swiftly blocking the retreat of the other two, his blade falling like snowflakes.

At the same time, Ma Qiange's long spear, like a black dragon, forcefully entered the battle.

Wu Tiejun and Fei Xinyu also joined the fray.

"Miao Sensen... my son, I am your long-lost father... since you disappeared from the wall, I haven't seen you for years..."

The one who said this, of course, was Fei Xinyu.

Miao Sensen said nothing, his face ashen, fighting with all his might.

"Kill Miao!"

He Biqu let out a long howl.

Three figures burst from the ground from three directions, rushing into the sky and instantly joining the battle.

Together with Wu Tiejun and Fei Xinyu, they launched a frenzied attack on the two isolated Flying Wing Hall experts!

They were the Tian Nan Three Stars of He Biqu.

Five against two!

And with He Biqu's decisive strength, the defeat of the two was almost certain.

At this point, the tide had not only turned, but the disparity in strength was so great that death was inevitable.

Miao Sensen's heart turned cold.

He had indeed been tricked!

This was a trap!

This was a trap set by the old scoundrel He Biqu, who had somehow recovered from his internal injuries, using himself as bait and feigning the withdrawal of the Tian Nan Three Stars, all to lure them into this trap.

The trap he had meticulously set up had, in fact, led him into someone else's trap.

"Who? Who healed you!?"

Miao Sensen's heart was filled with despair.

The sudden reversal of the entire situation hinged on He Biqu's sudden recovery.

But He Biqu's injuries had not healed in over thirty years, so how could they suddenly recover today?

There must be a reason, a profound one, that needed to be investigated.

He Biqu paid no attention to him, continuing his fierce attacks.

On the other side, Wu Tiejun, the Tian Nan Three Stars, and Fei Xinyu were relentlessly attacking the two, who were desperately fighting back, but new wounds kept appearing on their bodies.

Miao Sensen's eyes turned red, and he roared, desperately blocking an attack, preparing to rush back to help.

The two, surrounded by five, were seasoned warriors. They instantly understood the situation, looked at each other, and suddenly laughed, "Boss Miao! Go! Take care of our families!"

"For the sake of the Great Qin, we, of course, for the Great Yan!"

Before the words were even finished, with a roar, they pressed forward, using desperate moves, and for a moment, they managed to hold off the five with their combined strength!

However, the disparity in strength was already established, and their desperate resistance was merely a last stand.

Wu Tiejun and the others, with their spears like pythons, blades like dragons, and swords like lightning, attacked them like a storm, blood splattering as pieces of flesh fell from the sky.

The two screamed in pain, facing five equally strong opponents, but they did not retreat. Suddenly, they roared, spewing their lifeblood, activating a secret technique!

Blood rained down, and their strength increased by more than double, allowing them to break through the encirclement.

They rushed into the battle where He Biqu and Ma Qiange were pressing Miao Sensen, blocking He Biqu and Ma Qiange like mad tigers.

They kept shouting, "Go! Go! Go! Hurry, go..."

"Retreat!"

With a roar, Miao Sensen's eyes streamed with blood and tears, and he dashed to the ground like a bolt of lightning!

This was the only chance, a chance his subordinates had fought hard to secure, fleeting and fleeting.

Miao Sensen made a quick decision and immediately retreated.

"He Biqu! Old scoundrel, this enmity is irreconcilable!"

Below, the more than 1,400 black-clad men stopped fighting, each doing their best to follow Miao Sensen out, blood and flesh flying as they went, with people constantly falling and being killed, and green-clad men being slain, blood splattering everywhere.

The Rainbow Green-clad men desperately blocked them, laughing maniacally, "Don't let any of them escape! Kill!"

Facing their long-time rivals from the Great Yan Flying Wing Hall, this was the most satisfying victory they had ever had.

The number of Flying Wing Hall forces they had eliminated this time was more than the total of the past three years.

All the Rainbow Green-clad men were extremely excited.

Miao Sensen, upon reaching the ground, fought his way through, leading the remaining subordinates into the deep mountains.

An arrow shot into the sky.

In the distance, a sound like a闷雷 (thunder) suddenly echoed.

It was the Great Yan army, which had been pre-arranged by Miao Sensen as a precaution. This was the border, and it was normal for the Great Yan army to be stationed here.

But this time, they were directly entering the territory of the Great Qin.

They would not have moved unless absolutely necessary. But now, if the army did not come, Miao Sensen and his men would surely all die. In desperation, they had to be mobilized to provide support.

"Kill!"

In the air, Ma Qiange gave the order, diving down to command all the soldiers to cooperate with the Rainbow Green-clad men, launching a pursuit.

With the battle now decided, there was no need for him to fight in the air anymore.

And the enemy's army was already on the move.

Ma Qiange's mission was to prevent this Great Yan army from disrupting He Biqu's plan, not necessarily to annihilate them.

"Great Qin!"

"Victory!"

A roar like a mountain and sea echoed.

The battle flag waved, and a determined finger pointed forward.

The heavy cavalry roared into action, rolling over everything in their path.

The various military formations, already engaged in the battle, instantly formed a square formation, advancing with a solemn and orderly pace.

At this moment, a well-organized pursuit was the most stable and effective way to fight, with no need to worry about heavy casualties on their side.

Ma Qiange, a seasoned warrior, was extremely proficient in this tactical shift.

His long spear like a dragon, his iron steed like a tiger, he led the charge, a whirlwind of black bears roaring as he rushed forward.

A flash of cold light, and a Great Yan Flying Wing Hall expert was impaled on Ma Qiange's spear, thrown into the air like a kite, flying and screaming, blood splattering all the way.

"Two nations at war, no room for mercy!"

Ma Qiange, mounted and spear in hand, roared, "Pursue! Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

The commanders rushed forward, leading the pursuit.

The archers in the air quickly changed direction, their arrows now focused on precise kills...

"Hurry, hurry..."

In the air, the two Flying Wing Hall experts were covered in blood, their bodies riddled with wounds, limbs missing, about to fall. Suddenly, they roared, one on each side, charging at He Biqu without any defense.

Blades flashed, and their four legs were severed.

But the two clung to He Biqu's legs as if they were determined to die, one of them opening his mouth and biting into He Biqu's calf with his white, sharp teeth.

Wu Tiejun shouted and was about to rush over.

"Don't worry about me, go after them! Kill as many as you can!"

He Biqu's blade flashed, and the two were instantly dismembered.

But their four hands clung to him, even after being severed, still gripping tightly...

Wu Tiejun, Fei Xinyu, and the Tian Nan Three Stars did not hesitate, leaving the scene immediately, speeding into the deep mountains to continue the pursuit.

He Biqu sighed, landing and using his inner energy, his body glowing red as the four hands fell to the ground. He lifted his calf and saw two rows of white, sharp teeth embedded in the flesh, blood dripping. The burst of true energy had not been enough to dislodge them.

"True warriors!"

He Biqu sighed, taking out a small knife to remove the teeth, sprinkling some medicine on the wound, and swallowing a few detoxifying pills. He then focused his energy and spat out a blood clot with a cold, chilling aura.

Looking into the distance, the sounds of battle continued.

But He Biqu knew that with Miao Sensen's abilities, if he had not been captured on the spot and had escaped into the forest, there was little hope of capturing or killing him.

At most, they could expand their gains by killing a few more Flying Wing Hall experts.

If he had acted, he could have captured Miao Sensen. He Biqu understood that he was not unwilling to pursue, but he knew his limits. The pill given by Feng Yin had allowed him to fight to this point, but it was already overloading his body.

Even now, the battle had truly exacerbated his old injuries.

If he pursued, he would have little fighting power left, and not only would he not capture Miao Sensen, but he would also reveal his weakness.

"Close call."

He Biqu, victorious, clutched his chest, feeling a lingering sense of fear.

Although he had planned this carefully and turned the tables, his old injuries had not fully healed. If it weren't for the divine doctor Feng Yin, who had helped him control and alleviate his injuries, he would not have been able to fight at full strength, instantly kill the enemy, and overpower Miao Sensen. In that case, even if they won, it would have been a Pyrrhic victory, with heavy casualties among his Tian Nan Rainbow Green-clad men.

The most likely outcome would have been a drawn-out battle, with both sides retreating.

But now, he had managed to capture and kill all three of Miao Sensen's top lieutenants!

This was a significant achievement, a true and decisive victory.

Miao Sensen's three most capable assistants were now all gone!

It was like pulling out the three sharpest teeth from a tiger.

The victory was glorious!

"This pill was worth it!"

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