LRAB Chapter 105 Sweeping Through the Army!
Chapter 105 Sweeping Through the Army!
Chapter 105 Sweeping Through the Army! (Just kidding!)
Just then, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the cabin of the merchant ship on the left opposite.
This group was clearly different. As soon as they appeared, their eyes were immediately locked on Shuying and the other eight sword-wielding maids. They split into two teams and rushed straight towards them.
The eight maids were immediately entangled, and the flashes of swords and the shadows of blades intertwined, with the sound of metal clashing as dense as rain.
The other guards and boatmen on the official ship were no match for the enemy's overwhelming attacks.
Blood flowed freely on the deck, and more and more corpses appeared. Mutilated bodies floated on the river, rising and falling with the turbid water.
In just a quarter of an hour, Anita Mui had several wounds on her body, and her clothes were soaked with blood.
She gritted her teeth and brandished her sword, protecting the seven or eight remaining guards and boatmen behind her as they retreated step by step.
Assassins had already reached the vicinity of the ship's deck, but Chunmei, along with several maids, blocked the entrance and prevented anyone from breaking in.
However, the opponent's ninth-rank still did not appear.
Wu Feng knew he couldn't wait any longer.
He drew his embroidered spring knife and swayed in the wind.
Mei Gu only felt a blur before her eyes, and a figure was already blocking her way.
A flash of light, and the assassin opposite her coughed up blood and fell straight down.
"Mei Gu, leave this to me." Wu Feng's voice was deep. "You take the rest of the men to protect His Highness."
After saying that, without waiting for Anita Mui's reaction, he rushed into the crowd.
Just as Mei Gu was about to shout "Be careful!", she saw Wu Feng's figure darting through the crowd. Every time he swung his embroidered spring knife, it sprayed a spray of blood, yet he seemed to be handling it with ease.
Without further hesitation, she immediately called to the few people who could still move, "Come with me! To the ship's deck!"
The group stumbled and rushed toward the entrance of the ship's deck to support Chunmei.
The sudden bloody battle on the river stunned other ships in the distance and onlookers on both banks.
That official ship was flying the flag of the Eldest Princess!
Moreover, the Jiangnan Navy's Chizhou camp is not far from here; it only takes half an hour to get there.
Who is so bold as to attempt to assassinate the Princess in Chizhou?
Most of the assassins who rushed up first were only of the third or fourth rank, but there were simply too many of them.
Wu Feng did not want to reveal his "Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies" technique for the time being; that was a killing move reserved for the opponent, who was at the ninth rank.
He swung his sword and cut down several more men. He then lightly touched the side of the ship with his foot, and his figure floated up like smoke, landing back on the top of the ship's deck.
He sheathed his embroidered spring knife beside him and swiftly drew a hidden weapon from his bosom, aiming it at the enemies gathered on the deck below.
Press the trigger with your thumb.
"Whoosh!"
The faint sound of something cutting through the air was almost drowned out by the shouts of battle.
The next moment, the more than twenty assassins who were launching a fierce attack suddenly froze, their eyes widened, and they fell straight backward.
The deck erupted with cries of agony and terror.
Wu Feng sheathed his hidden weapon, drew his Embroidered Spring Blade again, and leaped down, charging towards the fifty-odd survivors.
The blade flashed like snow, and wherever it passed, severed limbs flew up.
The group of people that Shuying and the other eight sword-wielding maids faced were extremely strong, with the lowest rank being seventh grade.
At this moment, Zhu Feng and Wan Xing, two of the eight maids, had already been injured and were moving noticeably slower.
Four of the dozen or so enemy soldiers fell, but the remaining ones launched an even fiercer attack.
Another fifteen minutes passed.
With a circular slash, Wu Feng's embroidered spring knife flashed with a sharp, semi-circular light, and the assassins surrounding him screamed and fell to the ground.
With his full power of the Flying Floss and Light Smoke Technique, all the low-ranking assassins who had rushed onto the official ship were cleared out.
The remaining twenty-odd people were forced to the side of the ship by his blade and could not rush forward at all.
He glanced quickly at the deck of the merchant ship on his left.
Of the eight sword-wielding maids, only four remain in the fight: Shuying, Lingshuang, Zhufeng, and Qiyue.
All four men were wounded, their clothes stained with blood.
There were seven more high-level assassins facing them.
On the second floor of the ship's deck, Li Yunrui stood quietly by the window.
She watched the carnage outside, listening to the clash of swords and the screams of the dying, her face expressionless, only her alluring eyes gleaming with an uncontrollable, burning light.
On the right side of the official boat, Wu Feng's heart sank.
Having fought this far with a seventh-grade True Qi cultivation level, the exertion has been too great.
He swung his sword again, slashing down another assassin who was trying to sneak up on him, and caught his breath.
In that very instant!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Two figures emerged from the cabins of the two merchant ships on the left and right respectively, rushing straight towards the official ship!
On the merchant ship to the left, Shuying and her three companions immediately tried to break away and stop them.
Ling Shuang was the fastest, her sword tip aimed straight for the throat of the gray-clad man who lunged at her.
The man in gray dodged the attack and then unleashed a powerful punch with his right hand.
"Bang!"
Ling Shuang was struck as if by a heavy blow, and flew backward, crashing heavily onto the deck. She coughed up a mouthful of blood, and her sword fell from her hand.
Zhu Feng and Qi Yue tried to save them, but were held back by the remaining seven high-ranking assassins.
Only Shuying swiftly turned and, gritting her teeth, caught up with the gray-robed ninth-rank official, thrusting her sword towards his back.
Wu Feng's eyes sharpened as he looked at the merchant ship on the right.
It finally appeared!
Two of them are actually ninth-rank officials!
He stomped his feet and used the Flying Smoke Technique, his figure transforming into a wisp of smoke as he rushed straight towards the black-clad ninth-rank official who was pouncing on his right.
When the black-clad ninth-rank official saw Wu Feng charging towards him and sensed his aura of around eighth-rank, a look of disdain appeared on his face.
He struck out with his palm in mid-air, the wind howling, intending to smash this ignorant brat into a pulp with one blow.
Wu Feng neither dodged nor evaded, and met the attack with his own palm.
"Bang!"
The two palms clashed, and true energy exploded.
Using the opponent's powerful palm strike, Wu Feng's body floated backward. Although he seemed to have been knocked away, he landed lightly back on the top of the ship's deck and stood firmly on his feet.
The ninth-rank official in black frowned.
Although he didn't use his full strength in that palm strike, it was enough to severely injure or even kill an ordinary eighth-rank cultivator.
This kid actually managed to use the momentum to retreat and still stand so steadily?
He lightly touched the deck with his feet, leaped up again, and slammed his palm towards Wu Feng on the top of the ship's deck.
Wu Feng gripped the hilt of the Embroidered Spring Blade with both hands and raised the blade high above his head.
His true energy circulated wildly at an unprecedented speed, pouring into the blade.
The Embroidered Spring Blade emitted a deep hum, and its blade gleamed with a faint blue light.
He stared at the black-clad ninth-rank official who was lunging at him from mid-air, and roared like thunder: "Sweep Across the Army!!!"
A ninth-rank official in black robes is suspended in mid-air?
Sweep through the enemy ranks?
But the next second, the doubt on his face froze and turned into horror!
A terrifying, bluish-green blade of energy, nearly forty meters long and solidified, carried a terrifying power capable of tearing everything apart.
Sever it from the head!
Before the blade even arrived, its sharp edge already made his skin sting, and it felt as if all the air around him had been sucked away!
"What?!" The black-clad ninth-rank official's pupils shrank drastically, his soul nearly leaving his body.
He was in mid-air, with nowhere to grab leverage, and had no way to dodge!
"No!!!"
The desperate scream had just escaped his lips.
The cyan blade light had already struck!
"boom!!!!!"
A deafening roar!
The terrifying blade energy directly engulfed and tore apart the body of the black-clad ninth-rank official!
Its momentum remained undiminished, and it slammed down hard on the merchant ship beneath him!
The wooden hull was cleaved cleanly in the middle, as if made of paper! It exploded with a deafening roar!
Wood chips, broken boards, severed limbs, and blood—mixed with violent shockwaves—swirled wildly in all directions!
The remaining low-level martial artists on the merchant ship didn't even have time to scream before they were blown away by the shockwave and fell into the river with a splash, their fate unknown.
On the merchant ship to the left, the ninth-rank soldier who had just sent Shuying flying with a single palm strike suddenly turned around and saw this scene, his face instantly filled with horror.
The second floor of the ship's deck.
The official boat rocked violently.
Li Yunrui struggled to steady himself and clung to the window, watching the earth-shattering blue blade energy and the merchant ship that had been cleaved in two and exploded.
The sickly blush on her beautiful cheeks could no longer be suppressed and quickly spread.
Her full lips parted slightly, her breathing became rapid, and the light in her eyes was frighteningly bright.
"Little Wu Zi would never lie to me—" Her voice trembled, her fingertips gripping the window frame tightly, "The broadsword—"
"What a huge sword!"
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