"Gui Yi Kun …"
The next morning, when they set off, Ito Keisuke looked at Wu Ming with a different gaze.
Before this, he was still able to sense a faint spiritual power from the First Ghost Law Eye. But now, he couldn't sense it at all. It was as if the person in front of him was just an ordinary Warrior. But how was this possible?
"Hidden as deep as the sea …"
Ito Keisuke bowed his head deeply to show his respect.
This was a great power that he had never felt from his own master!
After riding for half a day, the Tsukiyama Mountain was already in sight.
After the Akiyama Kanbuwei went out, they also brought with them the support of the local rich Kojima family. They were two hunters, one called Shota and the other called Kenichi. They carried wooden bows on their backs, and their eyes were filled with fear.
"You are the local hunters, do you know where the earth spiders are?"
Wu Ming asked casually.
"Samurai sama … we know the nest of the earth spiders, and we will definitely complete the task of leading the way!"
Both of the hunters gave their word.
"Very good! When we succeed, I will reward you well … "
Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled.
…
"Gui Yi Kun, do you really trust them?"
As the group entered the Tsukiyama Mountain, Ito Keisuke slowed down and covered his mouth with his fan. "I suspect that they have been roped in by the mountain bandits, and their bodies exude an unsettling and deceitful smell …"
"I have never trusted them!"
Wu Ming also lowered his voice, and looked at the two hunters in front of him, but smiled. "But the Tsukiyama Mountain is so big … as long as they can lead us to the earth spiders, whether it is a trap or something else, it will be very convenient, and that will be enough!"
"I am looking forward to it!"
Ito Keisuke's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Sir … after passing through this forest, we will reach the village of the earth spiders!"
At this time, the group had already gone deep into the Tsukiyama Mountain. Shota pointed to the small forest in front of them that was covered in thick fog, and said with a trace of excitement on his face.
"Hmm … very good!"
Wu Ming walked forward, but he saw that in the forest opposite him, there was a dense, pitch-black military aura emerging, forming a semi-encirclement. It seemed to have a close connection with the two hunters. He sneered in his heart, strolled past, and suddenly drew his saber!
Buzz!
A snow-white saber light flashed, and Xiang Tai's head flew high into the air, blood gushing out like a fountain!
"Sir?!"
Akiyama Kanbei and Toda Mitsumasa gripped their katanas with vigilance.
"There's an ambush ahead, kill him!"
Wu Ming said in a commanding tone.
Samurai killing commoners wasn't a big deal to begin with, but now that there was an order, even if there was the possibility of killing the wrong person, Toda Mitsumasa still subconsciously unsheathed his sword and slashed!
Jianyi's scream before his death caused a commotion in the dense forest. Faint curses and the reflection of blades could be heard.
"He really is a spy!"
Seeing this scene, Qiushan Kanbing Wei was immediately filled with righteous indignation: "These two damned lowly commoners, I want to kill their entire families!"
At this time, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Obviously, seeing that the ambush had failed, they were preparing to attack.
"Sir, please step back!"
Seeing this, the two samurai's faces showed that they were determined to die, and they drew their swords and stepped forward.
"Haha … there are a hundred people on the other side! You guys step back and pay attention to protecting Ito-kun! "
Wu Ming's eyes flashed red, and he drew his Tachi from his waist and directly met the attack.
Swoosh swoosh!
In the dense forest, several long arrows were shot out and landed on Wu Ming's body, causing sparks, but to no avail. They slid down softly.
With the defense of the five-colored robe, these wooden arrows were nothing at all.
"Ah … the arrows can't penetrate!"
"Are they the samurai? Or are they demons? "
"Monsters!"
Faint voices could be heard, as well as scolding. Wu Ming smiled coldly, but he launched an attack.
After rushing into the forest, they immediately saw several warriors surrounding them. They were all wearing armor. Although most of their armor was incomplete, it was quite rare for bandits to have this kind of armor.
"Kill!"
The samurai looked at each other, waved their katanas, and attacked.
"Die!"
Wu Ming squinted his eyes, and the blade of his sword flashed, drawing a beautiful arc.
Ding! The sword and saber clashed, and the samurai swords were all broken. The Wind Magic Cut even cut through the bamboo armor on the chest of the enemy, and blood splattered.
Bam! Bam!
The heavy corpse fell to the ground, but Wu Ming did not stop. He continued to kill, and in the flash of the saber, there was no one who could withstand a single blow!
With the insight of a Perfected Person, coupled with martial arts, what he displayed was control at the level of a Grandmaster!
Although his martial arts were still at the level of Physical Invulnerability, in reality, his lethality was close to that of a Grandmaster! Just with martial arts, he could kill a hundred people!
Of course, even a Grandmaster would get tired and give the enemy a chance. However, Wu Ming mainly practiced Taoism, and was proficient in the art of internal cultivation. Through Qi cultivation, he could continuously replenish his energy, and he was not afraid of exhaustion in battle.
"For a Grandmaster, even a hundred pigs would be exhausted after killing them, let alone a hundred people. But I'm different. Even if I kill a thousand people, as long as I have enough Spiritual Qi, my body will be able to endure it!"
Wu Ming sneered, and rushed to the bow formation.
"He's not human! He's a ghost! "
Seeing Wu Ming, who was almost invulnerable and had killed people like flies, a bandit holding a longbow cried and broke down.
"Shoot!"
Of course, with the long period of training and the spirit of Samurai, most of the archers calmed down and shot the arrows in their hands.
Unfortunately, other than slightly blocking the arrows aimed at his head or using his katana to deflect them, Wu Ming did not care about anything else. He rushed to the bow formation, and with a slash of his katana, the longbow and the bandit's body broke at the same time, almost cutting him in half.
After a few rounds of killing, the bow formation was full of broken limbs and bones.
"Asura!"
Seeing this scene, almost all the Native Spiders present had the same thought.
"Everyone, don't be afraid! He's only one person! Charge with me! "
At this time, in the main formation, a young samurai wearing bright red shoes shouted and rushed up.
"You have some experience and courage, but unfortunately … you overestimate yourself!"
Wu Ming smiled coldly, and rushed over to meet force with force. Blood splattered …
…
"Sir … Sir!"
Akiyama Kanbing Guard and Toda Mitsumasa pulled out their katanas and surrounded Ito Keisuke. Hearing the roars, screams, and the sound of swords colliding in the dense forest, their expressions changed.
Half an hour later, a figure slowly walked out. His body was inevitably stained with blood, and he looked like a blood-soaked Asura.
"You guys go clean up the battlefield … I still have a few captives. Capture them and interrogate them for information!"
Wu Ming said casually, grabbed a water bottle, and cleaned the blood on his Wind Magic Cut and hands.
"Ha … Hai!"
Akiyama Kanbing Guard and Toda Mitsumasa left absentmindedly, but Ito Keisuke looked at this scene and said in surprise, "Swordmaster?!"
In his impression, only a strong swordsman would be able to fight against so many people alone and complete the great feat of killing a hundred people. Moreover, his strength would not be affected and he would be able to do it with ease!
"Isn't it …"
Wu Ming smiled, wiped the Wind Magic Cut with a white silk cloth, and slowly put it back into the scabbard.
The expression on his face was calm and indifferent, without the slightest excitement and joy after killing a great enemy.
'Really worthy of being … a strong person with the title of God and Demon! Such an attitude … Is he a deity of the world? Or … Sky Demon?! '
Ito Keisuke covered his mouth, his eyes were full of horror.
…
"Sir … Sir! Please forgive us, sir! There were too many things on the battlefield, we could only collect these money bags and these captives! "
Not long after, Akiyama Kanbing Guard and Toda Mitsumasa came back with a few captives tied up with straw ropes.
But when they looked at Wu Ming, their gazes were full of awe.
The scene of Shuraba would always linger in their minds, and even become a lingering nightmare. For them, it was even more so for the remaining bandits.
"Well, bring the captives here, I want to interrogate them personally!"
To be honest, it was quite troublesome to chase after the defeated soldiers, but Wu Ming took the opportunity to knock out a few, otherwise, there would be no survivors.
"Ha!"
Akiyama Kanbing Guard and Toda Mitsumasa lowered their heads, only one thought echoing in their minds, "There were at least dozens of corpses left at the scene, which means … there really were more than a hundred people lying in ambush! Hundred Killer!!! "
After doing this, Wu Ming already knew that among his nicknames, there was probably going to be an additional name, 'Hundred-Man Slayer'.
At this time, looking at the few captives kneeling on the ground, he said casually,
"Bring me to your village and save that Ki-kun, and I will forgive you! Rejoice! My benevolence is something that I rarely show! "
The captives immediately fell silent.
Wu Ming's previous massacre had indeed scared them out of their wits, but now that they had calmed down, the fear of their leader surfaced in their hearts again.
"Oh? It seems that you don't want to accept my kindness? "
Wu Ming came in front of a young man who had been stabbed in the chest and was still bleeding. This person seemed to be the one who had shouted before, a captain of the Ashigaru, who had some power and some intelligence.
"Do you agree or not?"
The young man pursed his lips, obviously still having a fierce internal struggle, but it was useless. The next moment, Wu Ming chopped down with his sword!
Puff!
His head fell to the ground, with a surprised look on his face.
"Pfft! A dead talent is nothing. Do you really think I will let you go because of your talent? "
Wu Ming sneered in his heart, and the bloody katana fell on the shoulder of the second bandit.
"I said, it's just that …"
The bandit was panic-stricken. He struggled a little, and immediately said.
Puff!
Another slash fell.
"Too slow … and I will not accept any conditions!"
Wu Ming sneered and looked at the last two.
These two were relatively young and did not have any weapons. They were the lowest level of bandits. At this time, they broke down and cried, "Sir! We will tell you everything … sob sob … "
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