Chapter 143: Blood Battle
ack to the Demon Slayer Division, and there's no direction for my martial arts training. If I rely solely on killing points to improve, the consumption will be enormous.Now Shen Changqing only hoped..."Kill!"
Shen Changqing was completely immersed in the killing at this time.
The blade, once gleaming silver, was now stained crimson and irredeemably marred.
The more they fight.
The deeper his understanding of the Hundred Battles Sword Technique became, the more profound it was.
At the same time.
A killing force gradually coalesced, imbuing Shen Changqing's attacks with a terrifying ferocity.
Whoosh—
A volley of spear attacks came crashing down, the immense force shaking the protective qi and causing it to ripple.
That power was completely different from that of ordinary barbarians.
Shen Changqing didn't even look back, he whirled around and slashed out with his sword. The fierce wind from the blade made the barbarian chieftain's face pale with fright.
I want to retreat.
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...There were barbarians all around, with no room to retreat.
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Therefore.
He raised his spear to block the seemingly fearsome blow.
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The long sword fell, and the gun trembled violently.
The barbarian chieftain, with a fractured hand, saw his spear fly from his grip. It crashed down upon him with such force that he nearly suffered broken bones and torn ligaments.
Just as Shen Changqing was about to strike another blow, the other barbarians' offensive had already arrived.
Although....
The protective qi is powerful, fearless of attacks from ordinary barbarians. It can withstand excessive attacks and its consumption is not as high as usual.
That's it.
He could only deal with other barbarians.
The battle raged on, wave after wave of barbarians fell, becoming just another body among the countless corpses at their feet.
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However.
From the overall number of barbarians, even though a lot have died, their numbers haven't decreased much.
Within Shen Changqing's line of sight, all he could see were barbarians.
With a single slash, cold light flashed. Several spears shattered. Then, he struck out with a palm, hitting a barbarian. True energy erupted, sending the barbarian flying backward, smashing into several others behind him. They all ended up with broken bones.
At the same time, more attacks fell, causing the protective qi to dim considerably.
"As expected, ordinary warriors are utterly insignificant against a massive army. Once trapped in a siege, they'll inevitably exhaust their true qi and meet a tragic end."
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Shen Changqing remained calm. Although the barbarian army before him hadn't decreased in size, he felt no despair in his heart.
Now.
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The majestic true qi in the dantian has already been consumed by seven or eight out of ten.
I did some mental calculations.
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To date, the number of barbarians who have died at my hands is well over two thousand.
Just looking at the corpses on the ground, and the blood that made the ground muddy, it can be seen.
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However.
Two or three thousand barbarians, compared to an army of 80,000 barbarians, are nothing at all.
Once again, dozens of barbarians were slain. The originally dim protective qi burst forth with a roar.
Body protective qi shattered.
Suddenly, all the barbarians were shaken.
"The protective energy shield is broken, kill!"
Kill this Qin man!
“Kill—”
The barbarian morale was high, and their attacks became even more ferocious.
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They also understand.
Many martial artists' strongest technique is their protective qi.
Once the protective qi is broken, a warrior's demise is not far off.
Just then.
Shen Changqing took out a jade bottle from his bosom, then crushed it with his hand. He grabbed the eight True Qi Pills inside and swallowed them in one gulp.
The elixir fell into the stomach.
It will be very soon.
He then had a powerful burst of true energy, replenishing his parched dantian considerably.
The next moment.
The shattered protective qi had surged back to life, leaving the barbarians' smiles frozen on their faces.
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Just as they were stunned, Shen Changqing struck again. A blade aura several feet long swept out, and every barbarian it touched exploded into pieces. The wasteland was like a bloody rain shower.
"Kill!!"
Shen Changqing roared with fury, his blood boiling, like the sound of a tiger and leopard, thunderous and echoing through heaven and earth.
The Cold Moon Blade was imbued with powerful true energy, trembling violently and unleashing a sharpness never before seen.
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With a step forward, my heart resonated as I drew a blade with the swiftness of intuition.
At ease!
Only to see Shen Changqing's footsteps moving under his feet, his body like a fish swimming through the crowd of barbarians. While dodging attacks one after another, the Cold Moon Knife silently swept across, reaping the lives of the barbarians one by one.
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Thus far.
The fourth layer of the Hundred Battles Sword Technique, which has never been comprehended, can be considered as a complete fusion.
Even if tens of thousands of barbarians surrounded him, he could still move through the gaps and slaughter them.
In this process.
Shen Changqing crushed another bottle of True Qi Pill and swallowed the medicine inside.
According to Tang Hong's statement.
A genuine Qi Pill can replenish the full Qi of a martial artist at the middle stage of meridian opening.
Eight True Qi Pills, even a congenital warrior's true qi could be fully replenished.
But.
Shen Changqing's dantian capacity was far beyond what a congenital martial artist could compare to. Therefore, even after swallowing all eight true qi pills, he could only barely recover 30% of his true qi.
Although three parts of true energy are many.
> In the upcoming battles, it's also not very exciting.
Now, after swallowing two bottles of Zhen Qi Dan in a row, coupled with the original Zhen Qi reserves, it finally stabilized the Zhen Qi back to about 80%.
Damn it!
Mylesbar, who had been keeping a close eye on the battlefield, couldn't help but shout in anger.
Even though Mingming Shen Changqing's protective qi had already been broken, the other party swallowed a pill to replenish their consumed energy.
Up to now.
The number of casualties from the sacrificed tribe is already quite significant.
Although this number is insignificant compared to the overall barbarian army, the loss of several thousand soldiers in order to kill one person is a huge one.
Originally.
Shen Changqing's true qi was depleted, which meant the opponent was at their wit's end. However, he never expected that the other party would carry medicinal pills on them.
"Lord Myerbach, there's no need to worry. Even if he carries elixir, how much can he possibly store With our forces, we could grind him down until nothing is left."
The priest said calmly.
Now, he also cares very much about Shen Changqing's life and death.
After all, to a certain extent, the Temple of Priests had already reserved this corpse. Even if Myrbath was reluctant to hand it over, with the Temple of Priests' power, taking the corpse wouldn't be a major issue.
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In the midst of barbarians.
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The Temple of the Priests already possesses a transcendent status.
In any tribe of barbarians, a priest's status is also quite high.
No need to say more.
Although Mairba commanded the 120,000 strong army this time, the priest accompanying him was not much lower in status.
"I hope so!"
As they spoke, Myla turned her head to look at the priest beside her.
"Gulna, you came from the Temple of Priests. It is said that the Temple possesses the power of curses. Can you be certain to curse this person to death"
"No."
The priest, or in Gurna's blunt phrase, a head shake.
"A killing curse requires some belongings of the person to be killed. Moreover, the stronger the martial artist, the harder it is to curse kill them. With my power, if conditions are sufficient, I can at most curse kill a martial artist at the early stage of the innate energy."
This person has reached the level of a tiger, leopard, thunder, and sound. It's impossible for them to curse someone to death.
Unless—a high priest intervenes.”
Curse techniques are very restrictive and aren't as easy to use as they seem.
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Gulna had no confidence whatsoever in simply slaying Shen Changqing before him.
He didn't dare say the curse was successful, for he suspected that the power of the curse would backfire and kill him.
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Gurna sighed helplessly and said, "This time the temple sent me along with the army to assist Lord Myrlba. If even Lord Myrlba can't handle a powerful enemy, there's nothing I can do either."
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Meyrba replied coldly, then fell silent.
He sort of figured it out.
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The guy sent by the temple is totally useless.
All those efforts to besiege the city earlier were for nothing. Now, even cursing a single person is ineffective. Throughout the entire conflict, their only contribution was a single divination.
> However.
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Meyerba also knew this.
Gulna said it was to assist him, but in reality, it was a priest from the Temple who came to supervise him.
In the barbarian tribe, the power of emperors and gods wasn't clearly separated. The clan to which one belonged was considered imperial power, while the ancient Gulna clan represented divine power.
Two different systems, completely integrated together, are what allowed the barbarians to survive to this day.
"Bring me my bow!"
Meyer suddenly spoke.
Upon hearing this.
At once someone brought up a great bow, and with it a golden arrow.
That was after the capture of Jin City, it was collected back by other barbarian tribes.
One hand holds the bow.
One hand holds an arrow.
Meyerba took two deep breaths, silently circulating his true energy, restoring his body to the peak state he could currently reach. Then, he drew back his bowstring, slowly and steadily.
The bowstring is drawn.
His arms were covered in veins that stood out like dragon scales.
When his true energy erupted, the meridians that were scorched and injured on his body throbbed with pain, causing his face to twitch constantly.
Enduring the discomfort.
Maila aimed an arrow at Shen Changqing who was fighting amidst the throng of soldiers. After a long pause, she released her finger, and the golden arrow flew out like a streak of light.
Surrounded by a massive army, Shen Changqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding washing over him.
Before he could react, his protective qi was violently ripped apart by a powerful force and slammed into him with tremendous force.
Poof!
The arrow has entered the flesh.
But he hadn't gone far before his limbs were trapped by the muscles with immense force.
Shen Changqing's face darkened. He grasped the arrow shaft with his left hand and pulled it out forcefully, tearing it from his shoulder. Immediately, blood flowed out.
That's all.
There was not much bleeding, and the wound scabbed over forcefully.
This is the moment.
Other barbarian attacks have arrived.
Shen Changqing flung his arm with force, the arrow in his hand shot out like a streak of light, instantly piercing dozens of barbarians. Then, his long sword swept out, and all the spears that came stabbing were shattered.
The next moment.
Powerful aura erupts.
The long blade slashed down, tearing several barbarians apart.
When blood splattered everywhere, Shen Changqing again took out two bottles of True Qi Pills from his bosom and swallowed them.
Immediately.
The true qi consumed in the dantian was replenished to a great extent.
"There are not many Zhenqi Pills left!"
He only had ten bottles of Zhenqi Dan, and now six have been consumed. There are only four bottles of Zhenqi Dan left in his arms.
Take another look now.
The number of barbarians was still endless, as if they could never be killed.d like me to translate!Yes.Undying!Based on what he had seen in the Demon Suppressing Prison, Shen Changqing suspected that those incomplete demons and flesh were completely alive. Otherwise, the Demo...