Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 127 - 102 The Roar of the Tiger - Tiger Descends the Mountain_2

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Looking at the fierce battle ahead, Chen Qing was about to lead his three hundred men forward when he saw the opposing forces shifting, seemingly making some preparations.

Chen Qing cursed under his breath about the despicable scouts, realizing they had discovered their whereabouts.

Yuan Tianfang, beside him, said, "Lord Qingxu, they are prepared and are mobilizing to encircle us."

Chen Qing replied, "No worries, the battle in front is fierce; they can’t spare many men."

"Block us? They have to manage that first!"

Turning back, he saw Jiang Yuhu and eight others beside him. Chen Qing said, "Miao Xian, go tell the Witch to let the warriors of the Black Feather Clan rest for a moment."

He then told Jiang Yuhu and the eight others, "Stay close behind me."

With a hearty laugh, he said, "Yuan, care to charge with me?"

Yuan Tianfang laughed, "Chen Qing, don’t underestimate our Xuanping Clan."

Only then did Chen Qing raise his hand, releasing spiritual energy to form a black thundercloud overhead. In his hand, he condensed a five-foot Geng Metal Giant Sword and shouted, "Charge with me!"

The Mutant Blood Horse galloped down the slope, careening downwards; rocks and trees were like nothing before such a beast.

In just an instant, they were reduced to splinters and rubble.

Yuan Ye turned his horse around, "I foresaw this move of yours!"

"Yuan Qiu, Yuan Feng, take people and hold them off for me!"

"Each of you lead a unit from the flanks to intercept!"

Yuan Qiu and Yuan Feng turned their horses, "Follow me, stop him!"

Chen Qing led his men charging down from the hillside like a tiger descending the mountain, galloping wildly. Enjoy exclusive content from novelbuddy

On the opposing side, Yuan Qiu and Yuan Feng, each with two hundred men, came to encircle him from both sides.

Chen Qing thought, Last time, you had numbers; this time, I’m not charging alone.

A faint golden light enveloped him as he activated the Golden Skin and Jade Bone Skills.

With a swing, he used the sword’s back to hit the horse, sending the Mutant Blood Horse beneath him into another powerful burst.

"Kill!"

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In just a moment, the two forces met as one. The blade of Chen Qing’s Geng Metal Sword blazed, with lightning striking continuously from the sky, turning the sword golden.

With a sweep of the sword, he directly cut Yuan Qiu’s spear in half, causing his hands to crack, leaving a bloody mark across his chest from Chen Qing’s cutting blade.

Fear filled Yuan Qiu’s heart. Hadn’t seen him in three months; how did he grow so strong?

Ah, back then he had traveled thousands of miles.

Now, this Qingxu had recovered; his energy was boundlessly vigorous!

Luckily, with the two armies now engaged, I only need to take one of his blows and can evade.

How could one strategize to capture such a fierce tiger?

Should I call upon Foundation Establishment cultivators for assistance?

No, our Foundation Establishment cultivators are already entangled with Xuan Mang and Shi Xintie, having no time to spare.

A whirl of thoughts flashed through his mind, yet faced with Chen Qing’s Great Kui Sword’s full might, Yuan Qiu remained remarkably composed.

Then, his pupils dilated, revealing an expression as if witnessing a ghost, his entire face freezing instantly.

The eight behind Chen Qing all raised their swords in unison, the four closest to Yuan Qiu slashing at him with Great Kui Swords in succession.

Yuan Qiu wielded his broken gun to parry the first sword. His arms cracked, spilling blood copiously, yet at this moment, he did not wish to defend anymore.

He couldn’t withstand it.

Chen Qing alone had already rendered him helpless; now with the Eight Tigers backing Chen Qing, he couldn’t even take a single sword strike. How could he fight?

Watching the giant sword wrapped in lightning about to descend on him, Yuan Qiu summoned his last bit of courage, shouting, "Yuan Feng, retreat quickly..."

Before he could voice the word "retreat," his chest was split open by a sword, knocked off the horse, and trampled into a pulp by its hooves.

Yuan Feng heard Yuan Qiu shout, and just trying to look through the gaps between Chen Qing and those in the forefront to see what happened to Yuan Qiu, he realized he couldn’t spot Yuan Qiu at all.

Was Yuan Qiu cut down right as they met?

Chen Qing leaped forward on his horse, the Geng Metal Sword in his hand brought lightning’s fury down as if to split Yuan Feng along with his horse in two.

Surmising Yuan Qiu’s fate, Yuan Feng faced the impending sword with his own blade, felt the terrifying sword pressure conveyed through it, immediately abandoning his horse, getting blasted five lengths away by Chen Qing’s sword, rolling on the ground several times before getting up and coughing out blood.

Seeing Chen Qing slice down one of the Eight Tigers in but a breath and heavily injure another, the soldiers behind him were instantly boosted.

Yuan Tianfang shouted loudly, "Lord Qingxu has cut down two Hulking Tigers!"

"Follow Lord Qingxu, charge!"

The soldiers following in the charge didn’t know what happened at first, only aware the front was in chaos, with two enemy units enclosing them.

Initially wary, upon hearing two Hulking Tigers felled in an instant by Chen Qing, they shouted and spurred their horses, following Chen Qing into the fray.

"Kill!"

"Charge forward!"

Chen Qing rode at the forefront, feeling the enemy forces around him like two rivers rushing toward him. He swung his sword, frantically hacking at the soldiers on both sides.

With one sweep, he cut down one or two soldiers, blood splattering, flesh flying.

He swung wildly at the front, even feeling one sword wasn’t enough; he infused spiritual energy into a Sword Butterfly, forming another five-foot-long Geng Metal Sword in his left hand.

Dual swords danced wildly, like a rampant dragon’s claws and teeth.

After slicing down an enemy soldier, the sword force lingered, with its energy fanning out, causing bodies around him to bend back.

They hadn’t even reacted, barely steadied themselves from Chen Qing’s fierce assault, only to witness the same horrifying scene Yuan Qiu had seen earlier.

The Eight Tigers behind Chen Qing swung the thundering giant swords continuously as well, sweeping across the battlefield, beheading foes.

Jiang Yuhu found it incredibly smooth to swing the sword, killing rapidly. Once swept by Chen Qing’s sword, the enemies who survived were only just recovering from his formidable presence, ambushed again.

All he needed was to keep swinging to cut down enemies one by one.

Chen Qing felt differently; in a cavalry charge, bravery was paramount.

Whoever was braver could cut through the enemy ranks.

And Chen Qing, in this battlefield—even across all of Nanli—was one of the strongest in the Qi Refining Realm.

Chen Qing felt his Mutant Blood Horse galloping beneath him, trampling shattered corpses, while enemy soldiers were thrust toward him by the charging war horses, prime for him to hack.

After taking three enemy pikes head-on, he glanced, noticing even his Protective Golden Light remained unbroken; thanks to the meat Gu, not even his internal organs felt the slightest hint of shock.

Squeezing his mount’s sides, Chen Qing continued to charge, wielding the Geng Metal Giant Sword in both hands, continuously intercepting and swinging with the lightning from the dark clouds.

Chen Qing cleaved through as if a dragon crossing the river, smashing everything obstructing his path.

Enemy—cut down!

Enemy horse—cut down!

Enemy weapon—cut down!

The great sword swept across, scattering a thousand soldiers!

Charging past these four hundred enemies, Chen Qing easily slaughtered his way to the enemy’s rear; by now, it was even easier, as enemies, facing away, couldn’t react in time and were beheaded or dismembered by his sword swings.

Only occasionally did an enemy react, yet could inflict no harm on Chen Qing before being struck down again.

Chen Qing paved a bloody path through, leaving entrails scattered with each charge.

The Eight Tigers behind him kept swinging down swords mercilessly, cutting down one enemy after another.

With warhorses galloping and swords slashing furiously, Chen Qing charged directly into the center of the enemy formation, determined to force his way through them all!

Standing high on horseback on a ridge, Xuan Mang saw Chen Qing routing the force encircling him in an instant, charging straight into the enemy’s center, and immediately understood Chen Qing’s intent.

"Tell the warriors of the Black Feather Clan to prepare to receive Lord Qingxu!"

His aim was to pierce through the entire enemy line!

And what was even scarier, he truly had the strength to achieve it!

Golden Skin and Jade Bone, along with the Great Kui Sword, rendered Chen Qing invincible on this battlefield!

As he slaughtered his way through, Chen Qing lost count of the enemy soldiers he felled, only knowing that such unrestrained carnage was truly exhilarating, with enemies continually delivering themselves for his slaughter!

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