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Chapter 126 - 125 The Great Village Chief Appears (Please Subscribe and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 126: Chapter 125 The Great Village Chief Appears (Please Subscribe and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

"Ah..."

"Watch out..."

A cacophony of chaotic screams rang out incessantly, occasionally accompanied by the sound of arrows piercing flesh.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people at the forefront were hit by arrows.

However, the martial artists’ prowess was revealed at this moment. Even though arrows rained down like a storm, the speed of the few Inner Power Realm experts at the very front did not slow down in the slightest.

Guarding Yang Zhengling wielded a long spear, the spear thrust like a dragon, incredibly swift. With just a sweep of the spear shaft, the arrows rushing toward him were all swept aside.

Li Yue, with the Clothes-staining Hand, darted around. His hands flickered like lightning, and any arrow touched by his hands lost its power. Some were even slightly twisted and snapped, then reversed to pierce the neck of a bandit within the Ghost Head Stronghold.

Liu Dong, Zhao Jing, along with the young general named Su Hee, also charged at the forefront, using their skills to block all the arrows.

It could be said that it was precisely these experts at the front who blocked the arrows that prevented them from achieving more success and gave those behind them a moment to catch their breath.

*Looking at the barrage of arrows, Qin Shaoping and Tong Zhan’s faces turned slightly pale.*

*Had it not been for Bai Ziyue and Xu Ming pulling them back, they would have faced that countless arrow storm head-on.*

"Keep firing!"

A sharp cry was heard, and the arrow rain showed no sign of stopping, once again showering down.

As the distance closed, the power of the arrows became even stronger. When they were within a few dozen meters, even the experts charging ahead found it not as easy to deflect them as at the onset.

"Kill!"

Li Yue, with the Clothes-staining Hand, erupted with power, his speed reaching the extreme, and in an instant arrived at the mountain gate of the Ghost Head Stronghold, striking the gate forcefully with his hand.

Boom!

His Inner Strength surged, combined with his formidable power, struck out.

The half-meter thick gate trembled violently. Although it didn’t break open immediately, it produced a cracking sound.

"Throw it!"

Suddenly, a torrent of burning fish oil was poured down.

Following that were blocks of rolling stones.

Each of these rolling stones weighed over a hundred pounds, falling from the more than ten-meter-high stronghold, with a terrifying impact.

"Again!"

For the fish oil pouring from above, Li Yue seemed unfazed. His body shuddered, and a unique force shot out directly from him.

Inner Strength Defense!

A hallmark of a third-class expert!

Under the protection of Inner Strength, ordinary attacks couldn’t harm them in the slightest.

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, he hammered it again, striking the gate forcefully.

In an instant, the gate burst open with a huge gap.

Liu Dong reached out to a rolling stone, and with quick movements of his hands, the stone spun like a small ball.

Then, he suddenly released his grip.

Boom!

The rolling stone shot out like a cannonball, smashing into the Ghost Head Stronghold mountain gate.

The enormous impact directly shattered the gate, revealing an opening large enough for a person to pass through.

Immediately, Yang Zhengling, Su Hee, Zhao Jing, and other Inner Power Realm experts also took action.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Their respective attacks all landed on the fort gate.

Under the powerful force impacts, the heavy fort gate finally shattered completely.

Even the numerous stone piers and gravel blocking behind the gate flew out.

"Charge!"

Yang Zhengling shouted fiercely, rushing in first. His body climbed swiftly, reaching the top of the fort gate. His long spear thrust like a dragon, starting to slash through the people of Ghost Head Stronghold.

"Charge!"

At this moment, the multitude previously halted by the arrow rain finally rushed forward.

Using their methods, they blocked the sporadic arrows while quickly charging into the stronghold.

As more and more government forces, Sunburst Gang disciples, and people from various factions rushed into the stronghold, the number of arrows shot dwindled rapidly.

Originally, Ghost Head Stronghold didn’t have many War Bow Crossbow Arrows, and after being destroyed by Bai Ziyue’s spirit fire technique, they became even scarcer.

Initially, they could still play a part, but with the gate broken and countless martial artists rushing in close, they naturally lost their effectiveness.

Bai Ziyue’s long saber flashed, slicing through an incoming arrow. Under Xu Ming’s lead, along with Qin Shaoping, Tong Zhan, and others, they quickly charged out.

They quickly charged into the mountain stronghold’s interior, almost immediately getting bogged down in a confrontation with some of the Ghost Head Stronghold members.

*At this moment, Bai Ziyue naturally didn’t hold back. His war saber slashed continuously, as powerful energy surged within him,* splitting one of the Ghost Head Stronghold’s bandits in two. Then, with a horizontal sweep of his saber, another bandit was cut directly in half.

Beside him, Xu Ming, Tong Zhan, and Qin Shaoping moved with equal speed, their swords flashing as they engaged with the bandits.

These bandits varied in stature; some were the elite of Ghost Head Stronghold, and their abilities were not weak, with at least an External Forging level.

But there were also many who were merely subordinates assimilated by Ghost Head Stronghold after clearing out other bandits. Some relied merely on brute strength, their skills not particularly strong.

In just an instant, they were suppressed.

Especially those dozens from the military, under the leadership of Young General Su Hee, they stabbed directly, repeatedly, forming a three-step method. Those bandits charging ahead of them hardly put up a fight before they were completely defeated.

Of course, Ghost Head Stronghold also had its share of experts.

Third Village Chief Wu Yong, with his Vajra Body, wielded twin clubs, swinging them mightily. None could withstand his forceful movements.

Second Village Chief Liu Zhiping, with his Divine Sword technique, displayed exceptional swordsmanship. Almost every strike of his sword laid someone down.

The Great Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold also appeared at this moment.

This was a middle-aged man dressed in a red cloak, whose face was slightly pale, yet his gaze was extremely sinister. He held a long staff, which appeared lightweight but was extremely heavy, capable of easily smashing a person’s skull upon impact.

Simultaneously, there was another martial artist who appeared lean but wielded a large saber with formidable strength. With a single slash, sword aura flashed, cutting an External Forging of Tendons and Bones martial artist directly into two.

"Qingfeng Stronghold’s Village Chief, One Saber Two Halves Menghe River Water."

Someone exclaimed, recognizing the man’s identity.

But what puzzled people was that he was initially just a Peak Inner Cultivation Martial Artist. Yet from his aura and demonstrated strength, it was evident he had broken through the limits and reached the Inner Power Realm.

"It seems that the legend of the Ghost Head Stronghold’s Village Chief possessing a spirit pill to help Peak Inner Cultivation Martial Artists break barriers is true."

Below, Tan Chaofan, Guo Liang, and others who had long been trapped at the peak of Inner Cultivation, all had a glint of brilliance in their eyes.

This One Saber Two Halves Menghe River Water was older than them and had reached the peak of Inner Cultivation seven or eight years ago, with his Qi and blood already beginning to decline. Yet he was able to break through the limits and cultivate real inner power—did he not rely on external aid? What else could it be?

With rumors of experts breaking through the ranks from Ghost Head Stronghold, coupled with some usual manifestations from the leader, speculation had long arisen that the Ghost Head Stronghold Village Chief possessed a spirit pill that could aid Inner Cultivation martial artists in advancing their cultivation.

At this moment, it appeared as indisputable evidence. *Stirred within their hearts, they quickly abandoned their opponents and surrounded Menghe River Water.*

*Even if their opponent had broken through to the Inner Power Realm, he had only just done so. How much stronger could he be compared to Peak Inner Cultivation martial artists? Not to mention, they were joining forces and had nothing to fear.*

"You are not seeking revenge against me, are you? Let’s see how capable you are."

Yang Zhengling’s spear flashed directly, striking beneath Wu Yong’s heavy hammer powered by Vajra Body. The burst of power caused the opponent’s silhouette to pause slightly, retreating several steps.

At that moment, Young General Su Hee and Clothes-staining Hand Li Yue, in smooth coordination, directly blocked Ghost Head Stronghold’s Second Village Chief, Liu Zhiping, the Divine Sword.

Sect Leader Liu Dong of Sunburst Gang teamed up with Left Guardian Zhao Jing and Daoist Wutong to confront the Great Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold.

*The combat aura emanating from the Inner Power Realm warriors, once released, had a powerful oppressive force,* repelling any martial artist below Inner Cultivation level who dared step within their ten-meter range.

"Soul Energy +37." "Soul Energy +96." "Soul Energy +268."

...

*Bai Ziyue felt a trace of exhilaration in his heart as he realized his soul energy was rapidly increasing within a short period.*

*In such a chaotic battlefield, even if he stood still,* as long as those within a certain range around him perished, his soul energy would naturally increase.

*Ease, excitement—various emotions surged forth.*

"With a total of three to four hundred bandits, it probably won’t take long for my soul energy to surpass thirty thousand again."

*Bai Ziyue thought to himself,* casually slaying another Ghost Head Stronghold bandit.

*He still had time to survey the surrounding battlefield.*

Suddenly, his gaze tensed.

He noticed that in the distant part of the battlefield, Daoist Wutong was casting a spell.

An astonishing coldness coalesced as an elongated shard of ice, resembling a giant arrow, suddenly appeared before him.

Magic, ice arrow technique!

*Always wary of Daoist Wutong, Bai Ziyue’s heart tightened immediately.*

Suddenly, the arrow burst forth, like lightning, charging directly at the Great Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold.

The opponent’s expression remained unchanged as his long staff swept across, the immense power surging in to strike the ice arrow.

Pfft!

The ice arrow shattered, but his silhouette involuntarily paused slightly as well.

"Great opportunity!"

Liu Dong’s eyes shone brightly, his hands moved like lotus flowers over his weapon Cone Spike, which immediately emitted a brilliant glow. He forced it forward with great effort, launching a powerful attack.

Pfft!

The sharp spike penetrated the shoulder of the Great Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold.

Yet the opponent’s body seemed incredibly tough; even after Liu Dong’s intense strike, nearly half of the spike remained exposed outside.

Most importantly, despite being pierced by such powerful force, the Great Village Chief’s body showed no trace of blood flowing.