The assembly hall of the Black Wind stronghold was brightly lit. The important figures of the stronghold gathered together, currently discussing the matter regarding Li Qingshan.
"First boss, what do we do now? The kid is currently hiding in Qingyang city, and he's under Huang Binghu's protection."
"Hmph, Yang Anzhi has spread the news of the spiritual ginseng. Who can protect him? He'll die sooner or later. "
"If he dies to someone else, our Black Wind stronghold won't be able to regain our prestige, and the spiritual ginseng will end up in someone else's hands too," said the scholarly second boss.
Sure enough, Xiong Xiangwu's eyelids twitched. His desire for the spiritual ginseng was no less than anyone else's.
"Didn't he say he'd come himself? By then, I'll smash him to a pulp. "The seventh boss was a bald fatty. His face was vicious as he swung the huge hammer in his hand.
The bosses all looked at one another and sneered, "Seventh brother, only you believe he'll come." As long as they had some brains, they would never believe someone would actually be bold enough to barge into their Black Wind stronghold alone.
"If he doesn't want to come, we'll force him to come. Although the snow has sealed off the mountains, making it inconvenient for us to mobilize on a large scale, we just need to send a group of people, and it'll be enough to slaughter the Crouching Ox village and regain the prestige of the Black Wind stronghold. By then, we'll find a few relatives and friends who are close to him and slice them off. We'll send them over piece by piece. I refuse to believe he'll still be able to sit still." The second boss revealed his vicious plan.
The bosses all cheered, praising him greatly. The second boss smiled proudly as well.
Thump! With a great sound, the entire stronghold seemed to shake. A bandit rushed in and said, "Oh no, boss. T- someone's smashing at the stronghold gate!"
In front of the stronghold, over a dozen bandits guarding the gate stared at it in fear. The gate, made from a few thick logs, was unable to give them any sense of security at all.
Thump! Another great sound rang out. The logs trembled and splinters flew into the air as if a huge beast wanted to barge in. Under the constant, violent collisions, the gate caved in and cracked.
Boom! The huge logs scattered, and a piece of wood struck a bandit in the chest. He immediately vomited blood and collapsed.
However, the mountain bandits did not have the time to pay attention to their companions. Instead, they stared blankly at the entrance. A tall figure stepped into the Black Wind stronghold amidst the wind, snow, and dust.
"Stop … stop right there, this is Black …" A bandit who seemed to be the leader of the group endured the fear in his heart and spoke, but before he could finish speaking, an arrow shot out from the smoke and dust, ending his words and life.
Li Qingshan raised his Stone Splitter bow and said calmly, "I know!"
When the dust settled, the bandits discovered that there was no army or huge beasts standing in front of the stronghold gate. Instead, there was only a young man wearing iron armor and holding a large bow. The fear in their hearts immediately faded a lot. Someone brandished his saber and shouted, "He's only one person. Everyone, let's attack together and kill him. The stronghold master will reward us handsomely!"
More than a dozen bandits wielding all sorts of weapons howled as they charged forward.
Li Qingshan calmly took out three arrows from his quiver and nocked them on the bowstring. In an instant, he pulled the bowstring to its fullest. The bowstring hummed, and the sharp arrows pierced through the three bandits at the front with the force of splitting rocks and piercing clouds. They fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut.
Li Qingshan drew his bow like a spring and shot out arrows, killing twelve bandits in a row.
"I'll kill you!" There were still four bandits who charged forward, roaring as they slashed at Li Qingshan's head. Li Qingshan put away his bow and continued forward as if he did not see them.
A whirlwind spun around him, carrying with it the sharp edge of a blade. The four bandits simultaneously spat out blood from their throats and fell to the ground. One of the bandits was skilled, and when he saw the small blade, he wanted to block it with his saber. However, the small blade cut through his saber like it was tofu.
Li Qingshan stepped over the corpses of more than a dozen bandits and continued forward. Finally, he stopped at the empty space in the middle of the stronghold. He saw bandits rushing out from the barracks of every stronghold when they heard the news. They all held torches in their hands, and they were extremely eye-catching in the darkness.
He drew his bow and shot out arrows in rapid succession, each one faster than the one before.
The effects of the spiritual wine gradually took effect in his body, and he became slightly tipsy. However, it was as if the gods were helping him, and not a single arrow missed its mark.
The Hall of Honor landed at the highest point of the Black Wind Stronghold. The leaders of the Black Wind Stronghold rushed out of the Hall of Honor and looked down from the platform. All of them exclaimed in surprise, "He actually dared to come?" And he came so quickly.
Li Qingshan suddenly saw that the bandits were no longer charging forward, but were retreating in an orderly manner. He raised his head and saw Xiong Xiangwu. He laughed loudly, "Stronghold Master Xiong, a guest has come, and you, as the host, are so slow! I couldn't wait any longer, so I killed a few dozen of your minions to relieve my boredom. You won't blame me, right? "
A gust of true qi gushed out, and the laughter traveled ten miles, echoing through the mountains and drowning out the sound of the wind and snow. It sounded like thunder in the ears of the bandits, and those who were weaker immediately fell to the ground with cries of pain, blood flowing from their ears.
"I accidentally killed a few more." Li Qingshan covered his mouth and burped.
The bandits were shocked, and Xiong Xiangwu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The strength of Li Qingshan's inner force was far beyond his imagination, and it seemed to be even more exquisite than normal inner force. It was definitely not like the rumors said, that he was just an external martial arts master. This must be the effect of the spiritual ginseng.
"This day next year will be the day you die. No, I will capture you alive and torture you for seven days and seven nights!"
Li Qingshan laughed loudly, "I don't have the leisure to deal with you. Quickly come down and accept your death!" He raised his hand to draw his bow, and the smile on his face disappeared. His right hand turned into a blur, and he mechanically executed the action of drawing an arrow.
Seven arrows formed a line. It was the Rapid Arrow Technique that he had learned from Drawn Reins Village, and he shot it towards the platform.
"Dodge!" Xiong Xiangwu's warning was too slow. One of the bandits was hit, and he fell from the platform. There were three arrows stuck in his body, and he only managed to dodge the first four.
"Sixth Boss!" The bandits cried out in alarm.
Li Qingshan touched his bow again, and found that all three quivers had been used up. He tossed the large bow and quiver to the side.
"He has no more arrows!" "Everyone, don't be afraid, kill him!" The bandits bellowed out to boost their morale. They swarmed over like a black mass, forming an impenetrable encirclement. Layers upon layers of figures and weapons surged over, drowning Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan hooked the Overlord Spear at his feet, and with a clang, he placed it on his shoulder. He spun around like a whirlwind, and the 140 jin Overlord Spear danced like a black dragon, carrying with it a low hum as it tore through the air.
Five bandits were sent flying at the same time, either their heads exploded, or their chests were crushed. They could not be more dead. With Li Qingshan's lethal weapon in hand, he was basically a walking death trap. He would never leave a single person alive.
The bandits behind him were smashed into the ground, and there was also a series of groans and cries. Li Qingshan looked towards the platform, "Don't let your minions die for nothing. Quickly come and fight me." Xiong Xiangwu looked at the casualties of his subordinates, but he did not have the slightest intention of making a move. Instead, he laughed coldly, "Fight you?"
Looking down from above, he could clearly see a dozen or so bandits dressed in special clothing, mixed in with the crowd, approaching Li Qingshan. They did not raise their weapons like their comrades, but instead lowered them.
Li Qingshan's heart trembled. A terrifying killing intent was like a venomous snake baring its fangs. And the experts that he would take seriously were clearly only on the platform.
Before he could think carefully, the dozen or so bandits raised their hands and shouted, "Get out of the way!"
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