Chapter 65

Hearing the long whistling sound, Ye Qing knew something was wrong.

Ye Qing had just cut down one person and, raising his eyes, saw a streak of light.

The crossbow bolts fired by the Divine Mechanism Crossbow were so swift that they were hard to see with the naked eye. Even Ye Qing, who had just achieved Inner Strength, could only see the trail left by the bolt.

From the trail, it seemed the other end should be where the young Taoist had been standing.

The bolt was aimed at the young Taoist.

Ye Qing's heart sank.

Even before his thoughts were clear, deep in his heart, he had already determined that the young Taoist had no chance of survival. If even Lord Liu couldn't withstand the Divine Mechanism Crossbow, how could the young Taoist, no matter how mysterious or powerful, possibly resist?

However, when he turned to look, he was instantly stunned.

The young Taoist, dressed in Taoist robes, held a sword and stood in place. His eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was calm, as if in deep thought.

And just a few feet to the side of the young Taoist, a bolt as thick as an arm was embedded in the ground, half a foot deep.

"Did he... deflect the bolt?"

Ye Qing was dumbfounded.

If it were a regular arrow, it would be one thing, but the crossbow bolt was even faster and more deadly. The Divine Mechanism Crossbow was the king of crossbows, extremely heavy, like a carriage, with bolts as thick as an arm and a yard long, capable of shooting a thousand paces and easily pinning a tiger or a wolf to the ground, let alone a human.

Within a thousand paces, the Divine Mechanism Crossbow could pierce carriages, penetrate earth and stone, and even break through metal.

Its power was comparable to a strike from a Grandmaster of Martial Arts.

Not to mention the speed of the bolt, which was hard to see and react to, even if one could see the trajectory of the bolt, who could have the strength to block a bolt that could pierce through earth, stone, and metal?

Ye Qing thought to himself that with his one-inch Inner Strength, even if he managed to strike the bolt with all his might, he still couldn't deflect it and would end up with the bolt piercing his body.

Not to mention his one-inch Inner Strength, even Lord Liu, with his top-tier Inner Strength, could only barely dodge and was left in an unknown state. How could this young Taoist resist the Divine Mechanism Crossbow bolt head-on?

Whoosh!

Another long whistling sound, like a musical note.

Another Divine Mechanism Crossbow!

"Finished!"

Just hearing the sound, Ye Qing's heart sank completely.

Lord Liu had managed to dodge the bolt from the west, only suffering a minor injury, but was hit by the bolt from the east, leaving his fate unknown.

And before Lord Liu, even though he was prepared for the bolt from the east, he still couldn't resist it.

This time, the young Taoist had just deflected one bolt, and another bolt was coming from behind.

How fast was the Divine Mechanism Crossbow bolt?

There was no time to turn and block the bolt from behind, let alone dodge it.

However, Ye Qing's vision blurred, and the young Taoist had vanished.

Like a gentle breeze.

Like floating fluff.

In the next moment, the bolt was cut in half and fell to the ground.

Ye Qing felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body stiff, and his mind filled with only one thought: "Is this young Taoist a Grandmaster of Martial Arts?"

Who else could easily deflect a Divine Mechanism Crossbow bolt with such ease and grace?

Ye Qing was still a high-level Inner Strength practitioner with excellent eyesight, able to discern some details. But the others, though martial artists, had not trained their eyes and were no different from ordinary people. Even the two men who could move qi and blood were completely baffled.

When they saw the scene clearly, they were all shocked beyond measure.

"Who is this young Taoist?"

Su Wenxiu had been focusing on Qin Xianyu, but she only heard the long whistling sound and then saw a bolt embedded in the ground next to the Taoist, the same bolt that had severely injured Lord Liu.

Despite her focus on the young Taoist, she couldn't see any trajectory. Before she could fully grasp the situation, she heard another long whistling sound.

Another bolt was fired.

The young Taoist's situation was now the same as Lord Liu's, having just deflected one bolt, another was coming from behind, leaving no time to react.

However, Su Wenxiu's vision blurred.

The bolt fell to the ground, cut in half.

The young Taoist, who had been facing east, was now facing south, clearly having turned and cut the bolt in half.

"Even Lord Liu, who feared the Divine Mechanism Crossbow, he deflected it so easily?" Su Wenxiu thought, "Could this be the Grandmaster of Martial Arts that Grandfather often speaks of? But he's too young, isn't he?"

Qin Xianyu still stood in place, silent.

When the first bolt came, his pupils contracted, and everything around him seemed to slow down. He then used a secret sword technique, combined with his true qi, to deflect the bolt, which wasn't difficult.

However, the second bolt was even more ruthless.

This bolt came from behind, and there was no time to turn, let alone deflect it.

If it were before, Qin Xianyu would have been unable to avoid it, but in the Immortal Map of the Mountain and River, he had learned the Cicada Wing Step.

In the moment he thought of it, the Cicada Wing Step was activated, and he moved like a breeze, light as a cicada's wing, sidestepping and cutting the bolt in half.

Qin Xianyu closed his eyes slightly, savoring the experience, and thought to himself, "When using the Cicada Wing Step, it feels as if I have no physical form, becoming like smoke, wind, and mist, moving freely, truly intoxicating."

...

After Qin Xianyu deflected the bolt, the world seemed to pause for a moment.

Everyone, whether from the opposing side or the Chancellor's side, was stunned.

Even from the east and west, where the bolts were, there were cries of surprise.

Ye Qing's body shuddered, and he looked at the scene. With his help, the Chancellor's guards had killed several enemies, and their morale was high, giving them the upper hand. The numbers were now even.

The numbers were equal, but the Chancellor's side had two men who could move qi and blood, making them quite powerful. With these two leading and the high morale of the Chancellor's guards, victory was certain.

Ye Qing gritted his teeth and said, "You stay here and kill the enemies. I'll go destroy the bolt from the east."

Ordinary people only knew it was a bolt, but Ye Qing knew it was the king of crossbows, the Divine Mechanism Crossbow. If not destroyed in time, it would be a great threat. Who could resist it besides the young Taoist, who might be a Grandmaster of Martial Arts?

The Divine Mechanism Crossbow was extremely heavy and needed to be pulled by a carriage, making it immobile.

Ye Qing, confident in his Inner Strength, felt he could handle the person guarding the Divine Mechanism Crossbow.

Before leaving, he glanced at the young Taoist, hoping he would destroy the bolt from the west.

Qin Xianyu opened his eyes and nodded slightly.

At that moment.

An arrow flew by.

It was just a regular arrow, fired from a longbow, not a Divine Mechanism Crossbow.

But this arrow wasn't aimed at Qin Xianyu or anyone in the scene.

The arrow flew straight into the carriage.

Qin Xianyu, with his excellent eyesight, saw that the arrow had a strip of cloth tied to it, which seemed to contain something swollen.

"Back!"

A fierce shout came from the ground, and one of the "bodies" that had been lying on the ground suddenly leaped up, holding a red-hot flint, and jumped into the carriage.

A loud explosion followed, and flames shot up.

The carriage was engulfed in flames.

Only then did Qin Xianyu realize that the object wrapped in the arrow was flammable, like oil or alcohol. The bandit, who had been feigning death, used the flint to start the fire.

"Risking their lives to destroy the carriage?" Qin Xianyu frowned, "What is inside the carriage? Who are these people? Their methods are ruthless, and they don't care about their lives. They can't be ordinary bandits robbing for money."

As he thought this, the horses pulling the carriage, startled by the flames, bolted down the road.

Su Wenxiu gasped, covering her mouth, her eyes filled with tears.

"What is inside the carriage?"

With this thought, Qin Xianyu used the Cicada Wing Step, moving like smoke and wind, faster than the frightened horses. He quickly caught up and swung his sword.

The blade cut through, separating the carriage from the horses.

The frightened horses galloped away, and the burning carriage flipped over, revealing a figure engulfed in flames. The figure let out two screams and then fell silent.

But in the figure's arms was a wooden box.

The wooden box, though scorched, seemed to be of excellent quality and had not been damaged inside.

Seeing this, the nearby woman sighed in relief.

"It seems this is the item." Qin Xianyu lifted the wooden box with his sword, intending to open it, but then thought better of it and tossed it to the woman.

Su Wenxiu quickly picked up the wooden box, ignoring the heat, and held it tightly.

Most of the enemies had been killed, and the two men who could move qi and blood, clearly the leaders, were likely the second-in-command after Ye Qing. They exchanged glances and led a few men toward the forest to the west.

There was another crossbow in the west.

Qin Xianyu thought, "This battle is finally decided."

He looked at his sword, noticing that the handle was trembling slightly, not very stable. This sword, not a treasure, had become loose after he used it to deflect two Divine Mechanism Crossbow bolts.

Qin Xianyu threw the sword away, thinking, "This sword is too shoddy, probably a cheap knockoff made by a lazy craftsman."

But he only knew one secret sword technique, and without a sword, he felt uneasy. He looked around, took a few steps, picked up a long sword, found a scabbard, and slung it over his shoulder.

Su Wenxiu looked up and saw the young Taoist with a sword on his back, exuding a sharp and righteous aura, like a swordsman ready to slay demons.

Footsteps echoed from the forest. Ye Qing, his long knife stained with blood, his face full of anger, saw the destroyed carriage and was shocked. But when he saw the wooden box still intact, he sighed in relief and approached Qin Xianyu, bowing and saying, "Your Excellency, your life-saving grace, I will never forget. Thanks to your righteous assistance, otherwise, our entire group would have been wiped out on this road."

Qin Xianyu said, "It's only because they attacked us first without reason. Well, don't say such formalities. Check on your men."

Reminded, Ye Qing looked at the scene, seeing the ground covered in blood and severed limbs, and sighed in sorrow.

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