As soon as he appeared, the whole Qingfeng Citadel became silent as if it was suddenly pressed the mute button by an invisible hand.
Countless minions of the citadel looked at the man who supported the Qingfeng Citadel with awe, worship and enthusiasm.
"Summon the Bloody Cavalry and set off immediately. I'm going to slaughter Taibai County."
Wu Biao's voice was low and hoarse, just like his mood at this moment. It was like the bloody clouds condensed in the sky, brewing a terrible thunder and lightning storm.
"Master, if we travel at night, it will waste the horses …" A leader of the Bloody Cavalry was stunned and subconsciously suggested, "Why don't we wait until tomorrow morning? It will only take four hours to get to Taibai County …"
Swoosh!
A bloody knife light flashed.
The head of the leader of the Bloody Cavalry, who was valued by Wu Biao, flew to the sky.
Wu Biao slowly took back the horse fighting huge knife in his hand.
Everyone kept quiet out of fear.
The second master on the side was a middle-aged man with a thin face, like a counselor. It was said that he was once a frustrated scholar. When he saw this situation, he quickly shouted, "Haven't you heard the order of the master? Go to prepare, the master doesn't want to say it again … After the Bloody Cavalry set off, Sixth Brother, you prepare the infantry team. All the people who can fight in the Qingfeng Citadel should set off and rush to Taibai County as fast as possible. At that time, the master should have conquered the county, and you can loot and kill as much as you want in the county … "
Hearing his words, all the minions became excited.
Although Qingfeng Citadel was good, it was a bitter and cold place after all. How could it compare with the richness of Taibai County? As long as they thought of the beautiful women in Taibai County, the endless gold and silver jewelry, and the endless food, wine and meat, every minion felt that their blood was boiling.
Soon, the Bloody Cavalry gathered.
Wu Biao turned over and mounted on his "Chrysanthemum Leopard". He looked cold and said, "Remember, break into Taibai County and kill all the chickens and dogs, no matter the old or the children. I want them to cultivate my son. If any of you dare to be softhearted and spare one person, no, even a dog, I will let him understand how painful it is to live in this world."
All the bandits loudly acknowledged the order.
Birds of a feather flock together. All of them were fugitives that committed all sorts of crimes such as murder and arson, so they wouldn't be soft-hearted at all.
"Big Brother, what should we do with Duan Shuiliu?" The Third Head Master asked.
"Duan Shuiliu, and Li Mu …" Wu Biao snorted.
The corners of his mouth curled into an incomparably cruel smile. He didn't say anything else, but everyone could hear the eeriness in his voice. It was like a terrifying tide of demons that came from the depths of hell.
The horses' hooves thundered.
The four hundred Blood Cavalry were like a surge of evil blood in the dark night as they charged into the moonlit mountain.
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Hancha Junction.
The moonlight shone on the deep mountains like water.
Time passed quietly as the two moons crossed the sky.
Li Mu was like a rock, his limbs and body motionless.
He was practicing the Xiantian Skill.
In the past days, Li Mu had been diligently practicing this Cultivation Method taught by the old faker.
The moonlight was like silver, sprinkling on Li Mu's body.
If observed carefully, Li Mu's body was almost breathless like a thousand-year old rock with withered branches of an old tree. Only his chest rose and fell slightly. When he breathed, his mouth and nose absorbed the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth, and the airflow formed an invisible vortex around him. When he inhaled, the leaves and grass around him slightly tilted to him, and when he exhaled, they fell in the opposite direction.
Even the moonlight seemed to prefer to sprinkle on Li Mu.
On the surface of his body, there was a layer of faint moonlight, and his body seemed to glow automatically.
And every time he breathed, Li Mu could clearly feel that the fresh air he inhaled was like a warm current, swimming in his eight extra-meridians and limbs, like a gurgling stream flowing through the sand and washing away the silt blockage in the soil layer. After about one round, the warmth of the fresh air gradually dissipated and became cold. Like the ebbing tide, it retreated with impurities, turned into turbid air, and exhaled through the mouth and nose.
Inhaling and exhaling, the cycle repeated.
The fresh air entered, cleaned the body, carried impurities, turned into turbid air, and exhaled.
His Acquired Physique was constantly improving and developing as he breathed in and out like this.
This feeling was exactly the same as the feeling of the internal qi running around described in various martial arts manuals on this planet. But the problem was that it only appeared when Li Mu practiced the Xiantian Skill, unlike the warriors on this planet who could leave the internal qi in the body after each practice and turn it into their own strength. But after Li Mu practiced the Xiantian Skill, such a hot current would completely dissipate, and would not stay in the body at all.
That was the crux of the problem.
According to the old faker, the Xiantian Skill was divided into 12 levels, and each level had different magical effects, which had a similar meaning with the Zhenwu Boxing. But compared with the Zhenwu Boxing, the cultivation speed of the Xiantian Skill was a little slower, so Li Mu had not completed the first level.
The difference between the Xiantian Skill and the Zhenwu Boxing was more like the difference between internal strength and external strength.
Li Mu was not sure whether the situation of not being able to store internal qi would change after he completed the first level.
But even so, the transformation of Li Mu's body by the Xiantian Skill and the benefits it brought to Li Mu in other aspects were already extremely horrible, and it was not inferior to the Zhenwu Boxing. He could clearly feel that he was getting stronger every minute and every second.
In the twinkling of an eye, another hour passed.
Li Mu's spirit and physical state had reached a peak.
He suddenly seemed to sense something and opened his eyes.
In the depths of the mountain ridge in the southwest direction of the Hancha Junction, a large flock of birds were suddenly startled, and they flapped their wings as they fled in panic in all directions. In the silent night, it seemed to be extremely ear-piercing and conspicuous.
Here they came.
Li Mu's hearing was amazing, and he had vaguely heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from the deep mountain road like thunder.
"It's one hour earlier than the time calculated by the little attendant Qing Feng."
He slowly untied the bag on his back and took out the silver bow that was painted black.
Under the moonlight, the ink absorbed the brilliance, and the silver bow did not reflect light, so it would not be found for this reason.
The shaft of the Wolf Teeth Arrow, which was made of fine steel, was also painted with black paint. The real feathers had been removed and replaced by triangular steel wings. Li Mu had specially asked the craftsmen to make the arrow based on the shape of some hot weapons on Earth. Ordinary bows and ordinary archers could not use this kind of heavy arrow at all.
But Li Mu was not an ordinary person, and the silver bow was not an ordinary bow.
He put the 20 wolf teeth arrows neatly in front of him, took out one and put it on the bowstring. He did not rush to draw the bow, but continued to watch the mountain road below.
The moonlight was hazy, and the sound of horses' hooves became clearer in the distance.
The position where Li Mu was at was about 100 meters away from the Hancha Junction. Even if he was at a high position, it was difficult for ordinary warriors in the Joint-thoughts level to see clearly under the moonlight, even if they operated the Qi in the meridians of their eyes.
But Li Mu's eyes were just like a high-power telescope because the Xiantian Skill had transformed the perception of the five senses. As the pupils expanded and contracted, it seemed to adjust the focal length automatically. After a short period of adaptation, everything on the mountain road hundreds of meters away was clearly seen by his eyes.
On the mountain road, 400 bloody cavalries were surging like the evil blood.
Wherever they passed, the dust was flying and countless tired birds were startled.
"No wonder …" Li Mu saw this scene and nodded thoughtfully.
The people of Qingfeng Citadel arrived at the Hancha Junction earlier than the little attendant Qing Feng expected. It turned out that they were rushing at full speed. In such a moonlight mountain road, the galloping horses were easy to lose their footing. Once they were not controlled well, it would be a traffic accident, which would hurt the horses and the riders. It seemed that Wu Biao, the One Cut that Sends Man to Death, was crazier than the little attendant thought.
The bloody cavalries were surging.
"That should be Wu Biao, the One Cut that Sends Man to Death." Li Mu's eyes fell on the tower-like giant man with a bloody knife in the front. Even though he was hundreds of meters away, he still felt a kind of pressure when he saw the man's face.
Using the words of the martial arts novels on Earth to describe it, it was like feeling a terrifying Qi activity pull, like a magnetic field.
What surprised Li Mu even more was that the mount under Wu Biao was not a war-horse, but an exotic leopard which was bigger and fiercer than a war-horse.
This leopard was extremely weird. There were orange spots on its black fur like blooming chrysanthemum. It was two meters high and three or four meters long. It was extremely strong. Wearing a simple animal armor, it carried a strong man like Wu Biao on its back with a two-meter-long bloody giant blade. It was faster and more agile than the elite horses of the Bloody Cavalry.
"Cool, if I can ride such a prehistoric giant leopard back to the earth, I can show off."
Li Mu's eyes were bright.
He had never thought that in this world, there were people who used this kind of leopard as a mount. It was as if a door of a new world had been opened in Li Mu's mind. Since a leopard could be ridden, did it mean that any mutant lion, lizard, flood dragon, and so on could be tamed as a mount?
He was excited.
Once he was excited, he forgot to be afraid.
Li Mu calculated the distance, raised his arm, pulled the bow, took a deep breath, and aimed the first wolf teeth arrow at the man riding the chrysanthemum leopard at the front of the bloody cavalries.
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