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Chapter 167 Burning Away

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Six grandmasters charged towards Qi Shasheng in a fan shape, one after the other.

Because their commander was urging them on from behind, they did not gather together as a unit, but instead charged forward individually.

Qi Shasheng led his troops to break through three shield walls in succession, but his forces were too small. Now his troops were much shorter, and about half of his personal guards had been killed in battle.

He killed three grandmasters in succession. Although he looked fierce, his true energy must have been greatly depleted. In addition, the wounds on his body were bleeding profusely.

A master can control their own muscles with their true qi, and can even seal up wounds and blood vessels.

However, the enemy master's true energy raged in the wound, which in turn interfered with the flow of his true energy, making it impossible to stop the bleeding.

Of the six grandmasters, the first grandmaster did not wait for his colleagues and decisively led the team to attack.

The opponent broke through three formations and killed three grandmasters in succession. Although the opponent was fierce, he was covered in wounds and believed that the opponent was exhausted and had not much strength left. As long as he could block and hold them off, it would be a great achievement!

Faced with the interception, Qi Shasheng's ferocity increased greatly. With a shake of his spear, he merged with the demon, his qi and blood surged again, and the speed of his demonic horse increased by another three points.

With a flick of his spear, he thrust it straight at the master's warhorse!

The Xuanjia Grandmaster was preparing to unleash his strongest attack when Qi Shasheng unexpectedly arrived ahead of time, and the spearhead was pointed at his mount.

He hurriedly pulled his mount to the side and leaped, sweeping his broadsword horizontally to protect it.

Qi Shasheng thrust his spear at him, and he hastily exerted his strength, but how could he possibly block it?

boom!

The clash of guns and knives produced dazzling sparks!

The Xuanjia Grandmaster's greatsword was knocked away and landed somewhere on the battlefield.

His mount let out a mournful cry as it was lifted up by Qi Shasheng's spear, sending him flying as well.

The Xuanjia Grandmaster fell heavily to the ground alone on his horse, still pinned beneath him, before he could even get up.

A cold wind howled, and the sharp spearhead had already pierced the neck, turning the head into a rain of blood!

The last thing he saw was Qi Shasheng drawing a river of blood through his own personal guards, charging forward at full speed, and then sending him to his death with a single spear thrust!

The fourth grandmaster on the battlefield, died! Died from a shattered head and a blown-out skull.

However, at this moment, another grandmaster arrived!

This was a powerful master who wore heavy armor, rode a demonic rhinoceros, wielded a heavy hammer, and followed the path of overwhelming force with sheer power. Seeing his colleague die tragically, he simply accelerated and charged at Qi Shasheng with all his might.

Abandon all pretense and focus on a head-on, brutal fight to the death.

After killing four grandmasters, how much true energy does the opponent have left?

Then, he was puzzled to see that Qi Shasheng's speed not only did not decrease but increased, and the demonic aura around his body was dazzlingly red. He did not dodge or evade as he charged towards him.

Boom!

The two riders collided, their blood and qi violently colliding and being squeezed together.

The earth seemed to be trembling!

A burst of blood rained down in the air, and Qi Shasheng flew out from it on his demonic horse, his white armor evenly stained with a layer of blood!

That master of strength was actually smashed to pieces by him in a head-on collision!

The fifth grandmaster died, his body shattered to pieces.

The next master, holding a bow and arrow, drew his bow and released the arrow.

He held a bow made of black steel and dragon sinew, and plucked the string with unparalleled speed, switching hands between his left and right hands!

Long arrows flew through the air, sparks flying, forming a nearly continuous line as they hurtled towards Qi Shasheng.

He has absolute confidence in his archery skills, while you are invincible in close combat?

If anyone tries to fight you in close combat, I'll shoot them from afar; you won't even be able to touch my armor.

Even if it is blocked, it doesn't matter. Each of his arrows pierces through sharp metal with true energy, and the power is immense.

It took Qi Shasheng a lot of effort to block all the attacks, and his momentum was bound to be hindered. When the other masters arrived, they would be trapped like turtles in a jar.

He thought things through very thoroughly, considering every aspect.

However, in the white-armored team.

Suddenly, a rider sped up and blocked Qi Shasheng's path.

Puff puff.

He was instantly struck by several arrows, his body exploding into chunks of flesh scattered on the ground; then came the second rider, the third rider…

The archery master was both shocked and furious. He knew that he had used a secret technique to fire thirteen arrows in succession, each of which was equivalent to a master's full-force attack.

Wasted on these personal guards.

What did Qi Shasheng use to block his charge?

He took a deep breath, drew the bow to its fullest extent, but the arrow could not be released.

Several of his personal guards rushed forward to shield Qi Shasheng, acting as human shields for their general and using their own blood and loyalty to pave a path for his survival.

The archery master's hands were trembling and his eyes were dry; he couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

But he saw Qi Shasheng, whom he was staring at, raise his hand, breathe, his chest rise and fall, and then a black shadow flashed by, faster and more accurate than his arrow!

puff!

The archery master, along with his horse, was pinned to the ground by a large spear, a gaping hole in his chest, his internal organs crushed to pieces.

He couldn't believe that he, renowned throughout the army for his long-range shooting, had been pinned to the ground by someone throwing a gun from a distance—it was a disgrace.

Fortunately—he widened his eyes.

The assailant was now unarmed, and his colleague, the fifth Grandmaster, had arrived with twin swords. The two riders crossed paths, and the blades flashed!

then.

His wide-open eyes split open, and he died with his eyes wide open, unable to close them in peace.

Qi Shasheng was empty-handed and unarmed, but his mount leaped up and used its massive body to block the two blows for its master. Its heavy armor shattered, leaving two deep wounds on its body.

Then blood erupted.

As the two riders passed each other, Qi Shasheng reached out with both arms and grabbed the shoulders of the Double Swords Master.

Stab it!

Just like tearing a rag, it ripped the dual-sword master in two!

The sixth archery master died from being pierced by a spear, and the seventh dual-sword master died from being cut in two.

After killing the man, Qi Shasheng didn't even look back. He spurred his mount forward and, with his hands covered in blood, picked up the spear he had thrown from the corpse of the archery master. With a shake of the spear, countless blood droplets were scattered, and he charged towards the remaining two enemy masters.

The two grandmasters were also fierce and brave, each wielding a long halberd and a large axe, attacking from both sides.

Qi Shasheng laughed loudly. He had several penetrating wounds on his body, and even his mount had two deep, bone-revealing cuts on its chest, yet he still roared and attacked fiercely.

Blood flowed from the rider's body, mingling with the demonic energy, staining the white armor and white horse crimson. The rider himself resembled a crimson torch, burning fiercely and illuminating the entire battlefield.

Logically, one should have exhausted their true energy and weakened their momentum.

Instead, he fought with increasing ferocity, wielding his long spear with unparalleled skill, simultaneously suppressing both grandmasters.

His personal guards also split up to the left and right to block the other black-armored soldiers and prevent their commander from being surrounded. Due to the disparity in numbers, white-armored soldiers kept falling, and the ranks were rapidly shrinking.

Qi Shasheng also knew that the battle could not last long.

His fighting spirit burned fiercely, his spear moved like a dragon, and his aggression was as intense as fire. He launched counterattacks instead of defense, each a powerful killing move that left the two grandmasters drenched in sweat and forced to retreat step by step.

The two were of one mind. Although the fight was ugly, they had to stay there and wait until the villain was completely drained of blood. Then they would win the battle without actually losing.

Qi Shasheng watched as his personal guards dwindled in number.

He suddenly let out a long roar and urged his mount to fire another spear.

The two masters on the other side cooperated, one in front and one behind. The former used his spear to intercept, while the latter thrust his spear into Qi Shasheng's back, attacking him when he was about to defend himself.

Unexpectedly, Qi Shasheng leaped from his mount, twisted his body, and unleashed a counter-attack with his spear, which hurtled towards the latter like a dragon. He dodged the fatal blow by shifting his body.

The two masters reacted extremely quickly. The one who had been blocking them in front was now behind them. They raised their spears and thrust them towards the back of Qi Shasheng's head. The one who was stabbing Qi Shasheng in the back, facing the incoming spear, pushed his spear forward and launched a counterattack instead of defending. He had already gained the upper hand with his spear thrust and was about to seriously injure Qi Shasheng.

puff!

Blood splattered.

Qi Shasheng was shot in the shoulder first, but he seemed to feel no pain. Instead of advancing, he retreated, letting the spear shaft slide across his body. He thrust out a spear that pierced the head of the master in front of him, and then dodged the spear that came from behind his head.

thump!

The headless corpse of the eighth master fell to the ground and died.

Qi Shasheng fell from the sky onto his mount, unable to lift one arm. With only one arm, he held his spear and charged towards the last Grandmaster.

The master suddenly cried out, lost his courage, and turned to flee.

Qi Shaqi's momentum had reached its peak, his blood energy was like a rainbow, and his demonic horse leaped forward, soaring into the air. Right in front of the eyes of the army, he thrust his spear and stabbed the last grandmaster who had lost all will to fight.

The white-armored soldiers were few in number, numbering only a few hundred, yet they were full of fighting spirit, raising their long weapons and shouting loudly. In contrast, the black-armored soldiers, who outnumbered their opponents by hundreds, were all terrified, trembling with fear, and completely silent.

Qi Shasheng threw his spear one last time.

A dark shadow flew across the battlefield, striking the general surnamed Long with lightning speed. The general was also a Grandmaster and hurriedly dodged.

boom!

Blood splattered everywhere, and his mount, along with the flag bearer behind him, were smashed to pieces and fell into a deep pit, while the flag fell to the ground.

The general surnamed Long mounted his personal guard's horse and turned to flee, causing the entire army to collapse and scatter. Qi Shasheng led hundreds of white-armored soldiers in a relentless pursuit and rampage, leaving the battlefield littered with corpses.

In a battle where the odds were heavily against them, they were miraculously won because their exceptionally brave and fierce commander led a group of loyal and courageous soldiers to fight to the death!

The Killing Spear technique has no complicated moves; it's simple and straightforward.

The accompanying text describes nine moves: Thunder Thrust, Mountain Crash, Coiled Dragon Twist, Sweeping Sweep, Armor Piercing Drill, Returning Horse Thrust, Rainstorm Thrust, Shield Breaker Thrust, and Spreading Pistol.

Qi Shasheng killed nine grandmasters from the foot of the mountain and also killed countless low-level martial artists, all using the same nine moves repeatedly.

In addition, there is a core riding technique called "Dragon Soaring and Wind-Treading Technique" with hundreds of characters. It requires the practitioner to achieve a state of perfect harmony between man and horse, where the man borrows the horse's strength, the horse enhances the man's momentum, and the demonic energy and blood are integrated into one, in order to bring out the core essence of this spear technique.

"What a deadly gun!"

Yang Silang was filled with excitement and wished he could ride Daqing right now and gallop across the battlefield.

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