The bolts tore through the air. They were no weaker than the Stone Splitter bow. With a clang, they pierced the armour and stabbed into Li Qingshan's body. Li Qingshan immediately froze up.
Xiong Xiangwu sneered. "Do you really think you're worthy of fighting me? Dying like this would be letting you off easy!" He had gone to great lengths to obtain these crossbows. He had spent a great deal of time training these crossbowmen as well. They were the true trump cards of his Black Wind stronghold.
He had gone too far. The other organisations of Qingyang city treated him as a thorn in their side. If they were not prepared, they would not be able to sleep at night. Even first-rate masters would struggle to escape death from the sneak attack of over a dozen crossbows.
"And then?" Li Qingshan, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly raised his head and asked. The bolts struck the armour, but they failed to pierce his tendons. He had also become covered in cold sweat. If it were not for the armour, which nullified the force of impact, he definitely would not have been able to block the crossbows with his Ox Demon Forges its Hide. Even with that being the case, it took him quite a while to recover. Crossbows were truly a divine weapon for killing masters.
"Protect the crossbowmen! Fire again!" The second boss ordered loudly. The bandits surged forward, and the crossbowmen changed their bolts in a hurry. Crossbows were easy to use, but they were nowhere near as fast as bows, so they were extremely easy to damage. However, with this kind of command, they could unleash their greatest power. They could command the bandits like an army.
"Total Annihilation!" How could Li Qingshan be willing to become a target? He identified the place with the most bandits and used the Tyrant's spear style, charging over like a chariot. The might of the spear surged, sucking in over a dozen bandits. He was like a black dragon that had swallowed its prey in a single gulp. When it spat out again, it was over a dozen corpses.
With just these people, how could they stop him?
Before a crossbowman could even draw the bowstring, his chest was pierced by the spear. His fifty-kilogram body was thrown into the air, slamming into another crossbowman in the distance and killing him.
Li Qingshan became one with his spear and rushed left and right in the crowd. He only attacked and did not defend. When the swords, spears, swords, and halberds landed on his body, they were immediately repelled by his armor and could not harm him at all. When he swung his great spear, it pierced through the chest and head.
In a short moment, he had killed dozens of bandits, and more than half of the crossbowmen had been killed. He stood among the bandits, his iron armor pierced by more than ten crossbow bolts and soaked in blood. A fierce and murderous aura arose spontaneously, scaring the bandits to death.
One of the bandits tried to launch a sneak attack from behind. He turned around and glared at him, a red light flashing in his eyes. Before he could make a move, the bandit's face suddenly turned ashen, and he was scared to death.
Xiong Xiangwu's heart ached and he flew into a rage. Even if he won this time, his vitality would be greatly damaged. The faces of the other leaders were also unsightly. This Li Qingshan's martial arts were so high that it could be said that it was beyond their imagination.
The second leader said, "Leader, don't be anxious. This Li Qingshan has a great spear and armor. Although he looks invulnerable and powerful, he has to carry several hundred kilograms of weight. Even if his martial arts are high, he cannot last for long. Why don't we wait until he is tired and then make a move? We can just recruit more subordinates."
In a battle between experts, it was rare for a battle to last for three days and three nights. In fact, it was rare for a battle to last for more than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. This was because a battle was fierce and dangerous. One careless move could determine life and death. Martial artists had to burst out their physical strength and willpower in an instant, suppressing their opponent with a spurt of energy.
Xiong Xiangwu calmed his heart. He thought that even if it was him, after shooting the Stone Splitter Bow dozens of times and charging with this kind of equipment, he would not be able to last long. Even if a person had great abilities, once their physical strength was exhausted, they would be at the mercy of others. This was the fearsomeness of a battle formation. It was not just a saying that ants could bite an elephant to death.
However, who would have thought that not only was Li Qingshan not tired, he became more and more courageous as he fought. The gourd of spiritual wine he had drunk had a shocking medicinal effect. As it burned in his body, energy continuously surged out. The Overlord Spear in his hand turned into a blur. The spear moved with him as he killed to his heart's content. His entire body was bathed in blood. Furthermore, the Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength that he cultivated was not something that a mortal martial art could compare to. The thing that bulls were most praised for was not their strength, but their endurance.
Seeing more and more bandits die and corpses litter the ground, the second leader's forehead was covered in sweat. "What's going on?"
The snow was getting heavier and heavier. It was as big as a goose's feather as it fell to the ground, covering thousands of mountains.
The bandits that fell towards Li Qingshan were immediately swept away by the fierce spear wind. A bandit was sent flying and landed on the ground, dyeing the snow red. The remaining bandits no longer had the slightest bit of ferocity and retreated in panic. Li Qingshan paused the spear in his hand. "What a heavy snow!"
Xiong Xiangwu decisively ordered. "Attack!" Together with the other leaders, they flew down together. The bandits' morale was immediately boosted.
The seventh leader smashed down with his hammer. The air whistled, and before it even smashed down, it brought along a violent gust of wind. Its power was astonishing and terrifying. He was born with great strength that could kill tigers and bears.
The second leader said, "Don't fight him head on!"
"Come at me!"
Li Qingshan used the move "Overlord Carries the Cauldron", and the Overlord Spear swept upwards.
"Clang!" A loud sound rang out as the hammer and spear collided. The hammer flew back and smashed into the seventh leader's head, causing his brain to burst out.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the fourth leader whipped at Li Qingshan's waist. The fifth leader used a demon-headed blade to hack at Li Qingshan's back. The second leader, however, used an iron fan to hide in the momentum and viciously pointed at the back of Li Qingshan's unguarded head.
However, the most dangerous thing was still Xiong Xiangwu's palm that was reaching for his face.
Even if Li Qingshan could block these attacks with his Ox Demon Forges its Hide and iron armor, the impact would still be unbearable. His body would slow down, and he would fall into a trap if he was not careful.
He finally understood why even a veteran like Liu Hong's expression changed when he said he was going to flatten the Black Wind Stronghold. He refused to believe it. The danger was unimaginably great.
"Ox Demon Stomps the Ground!" An idea occurred to him. True Qi surged into his right foot, and he stomped heavily on the ground. Within a radius of three meters, a small earthquake occurred. The ground cracked and sunk, and shockwaves rolled in all directions.
Martial arts focused on strength from the ground and rooting under one's feet. As long as one had not become an immortal that could ride the wind and soar the clouds, they would not be able to leave the ground under their feet. The attacks of the leaders were like the wind, but their feet were firmly planted on the ground.
As soon as Li Qingshan's foot landed, they immediately became unsteady. They felt a shockwave attack their feet, and they felt dizzy and wanted to vomit blood. Their attacks were also scattered and powerless, and when they landed on Li Qingshan, they were no longer effective. Only Xiong Xiangwu's martial arts were the highest, and his palm and claws still maintained their power.
Li Qingshan laughed and quickly retreated, avoiding Xiong Xiangwu's claws. He crashed into the fourth leader behind him, and at the same time, he stabbed his spear at Xiong Xiangwu's chest.
The fourth leader screamed in pain. All the bones in his body were shattered, and he was sent flying. Xiong Xiangwu pulled back his palm and twisted his body, temporarily avoiding Li Qingshan's dragon-like spear.
The fifth leader's martial arts were the weakest, and he had not recovered yet. Li Qingshan let go of the spear and grabbed his head, swinging it to the ground. With a bang, it was like a watermelon being split open, and red and white blood flowed out. He then pulled the Overlord Spear back, and held it horizontally in front of him, assuming the stance of the "Overlord's Cross".
In the blink of an eye, he had broken through the attacks of the Black Wind Stronghold, and even killed the four leaders. Third-rate experts were as weak as children in front of him, unable to withstand a single blow.
The remaining bandits were stunned as if they had been immobilized. They did not expect their own stronghold to be so weak, as weak as the village they had wreaked havoc in.
The snow was getting heavier, and the ground was dyed red with blood. Then, it was covered in snow and frozen, forming a tragic scene of red and white.
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