The bandit archers ran at the back. When they saw that Teng Qingshan was like a ferocious tiger coming down the mountain, killing sixteen people in a row with irresistible force and rushing towards their leader, they couldn't help but jump in fright.
"Shoot him to death!" The handsome young man anxiously shouted.
"Xiu!" "Xiu!" "Xiu!" "Xiu!" … …
The arrows were like locusts, shooting towards Teng Qingshan.
Teng Qingshan attracted the enemy's attention, greatly reducing the pressure on the other clansmen. Seeing this, Teng Qinghu and the others became anxious. Teng Qinghu roared, "They are surrounding Qingshan. Everyone, let's kill them together!"
"Kill!"
The eyes of the men of the Teng Clan also turned red.
The training they had since they were young was effective. Each of them formed a formation with ease, and their spears were like a forest, piercing towards the attacking bandits.
… …
"Hmph." Teng Qingshan simply ignored the arrows shooting towards him. The Damascus Steel Spear in his hand spun, and with a strange force, all the arrows that approached Teng Qingshan were all swept to the side.
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The ruthless bandit leader grinned, "Boy, you're courting death!" Instead of running away, he roared angrily. The machete in his hand drew an arc, and with a sharp whistling sound, fiercely chopped towards Teng Qingshan's head. The Damascus Steel Spear in Teng Qingshan's hand seemed to have a life of its own. The spearhead touched the surface of the machete.
"What a strong force." The ruthless bandit leader's complexion suddenly changed. "My machete … …" He only felt that when the machete in his hand touched the tip of the opponent's spear, it fell into a whirlpool and involuntarily tilted to the side.
"Eh?"
Teng Qingshan also felt that when he touched the machete, the movement of his spear slightly changed. The spear in Teng Qingshan's hand turned, and without slowing down, it directly pierced towards the ruthless bandit leader's throat.
The speed was as fast as lightning!
"Whoosh!" Seeing the spear coming at him, the bandit leader panicked. "How is this possible?"
The bandit leader was very confident in his strength. Even if the other party's spear could block his saber, the spear should have been knocked to the side. How could the spear turn around and stab straight at him without slowing down? He would never be able to understand the profound mysteries contained within the Damascus Steel Spear.
Actually, the true profundity of the Pursuing Shadow spear technique was this first revolution.
To be precise, this' first turn 'was a spiral force.
The Pursuing Shadow Spear Art was originally derived from the 'Bursting Fist' of the Five Element Fists. As a Xing Yi Grandmaster, Teng Qing Shan still spent several years to successfully evolve the Bursting Fist into the 'Pursuing Shadow Spear Art'.
The Bursting Fist was like an arrow. The first characteristic of the Pursuing Shadow Spear Art was its speed! As fast as an arrow, as fast as a phantom!
The second characteristic was that the spear itself contained a spiral force.
Even if the enemy's saber, sword, or spear came at him, the spear in Teng Qingshan's hand could still easily block it. Moreover, by using the spiral force, he could rotate the strength of the enemy's weapon to the side, while his own weapon was almost unaffected and directly pierced the enemy's vital points, killing the enemy.
Killing the enemy only required one move!
This move seemed simple, but it tested many aspects. For example, the 'listening skill' required one to be able to perfectly perceive the enemy's strength and use it to rotate the enemy's strength to the side, while one's own weapon took the opportunity to kill the enemy. Just this move required one to reach the realm of 'One with the Spear'.
The second was that one had to reach an extremely high realm in the aspect of spiral force. Only then could one dispel the enemy's weapon to the side.
One had to be a Bursting Fist Grandmaster who had reached the realm of 'One with the Spear' to be able to use this move perfectly.
In a real battle, killing someone only required one move. Although this move seemed simple, in reality, it required many years of research and practice.
"Ah!!!" Facing certain death, the bandit leader roared and unexpectedly grabbed the spearhead of Teng Qingshan with his left hand.
"Chi!" The Damascus steel spear pierced through the bandit leader's palm. Under the influence of the palm, the spearhead pierced through the bandit leader's muscles, tendons, and bones. Blood gushed out. "Humph!" Teng Qingshan exerted force on the spearhead and pressed the bandit leader to the ground. The wound on his shoulder became bigger.
He pulled out the spear and pointed the spearhead at the bandit leader's eyes.
"Stop!" Teng Qingshan roared.
In the open field, the bandits who were fighting to the death were shocked to see their boss's life fall into the hands of a teenager. Involuntarily, the bandits retreated and stopped.
The bandit leader's wound on his shoulder twitched in pain. Suddenly, the bandit leader's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty and madness. While lying on the ground, he suddenly waved the machete in his right hand. "Hu!" The thick machete chopped toward Teng Qingshan's thigh.
"You're courting death!"
Teng Qingshan roared. His right leg kicked the bandit leader's right wrist as fast as lightning.
"Pa!" The sound of bones breaking rang out!
The machete flew up and fell on the ground in the distance.
The bandit leader's right hand drooped, and the bones inside had been completely crushed into powder.
"If you move again, I will skin you alive!" Teng Qingshan's eyes were like lightning as he stared at the bandit leader.
The bandit leader's heart was ruthless, but at this time, he was frightened by Teng Qingshan's eyes. He clearly felt that … … if he moved, this teenager would definitely pierce through his head. In a trance, the bandit leader seemed to feel … … that the teenager holding the spear was Master Hong Si of the White Horse Gang.
Master Hong Si, along with his three brothers, roamed the world when they were young. They also earned the notoriety of the "Four Brothers of the Hong Clan" and took countless lives. Ordinary bandits would be frightened by Master Hong Si's eyes.
At this moment, Teng Qingshan's aura and eyes also caused the bandit leader to feel fear.
"Father, are you alright?" Teng Qingshan hastily asked.
Teng Qingshan's group also ran over and supported the injured clansmen. Teng Yongfan shouted from afar, "The others are alright, but … …" Teng Qingshan's eyes swept over and saw that one clansman's right leg was broken and was already tied up with a cloth. Another clansman's face was slashed with a knife, and one of his eyes was blind. The wound opened up, making him look very hideous.
Almost all of the clansmen were stained with blood.
Fortunately, everyone helped each other and formed a spear formation, so no one died. If Teng Qingshan hadn't caught the bandit leader, it would have been normal for some of the clansmen to die.
"Hmph, Qingshan, we also killed a few of them." Teng Qinghu said.
Teng Qingshan secretly let out a sigh of relief. In fact, the fight just now was very short. Fortunately, he restrained the bandit leader at the beginning and didn't let the situation escalate. Teng Qingshan looked down at the bandit leader on the ground and shouted, "Speak, why did you attack us? If you lie, I will give you a taste. "
"We are bandits, of course we rob." The bandit leader raised his head and roared.
"Puchi!"
The long spear moved like an illusion, and the bandit leader howled in pain. Teng Qingshan's long spear had already pierced through his right shoulder, causing blood to flow out. When the long spear was pulled out, blood spurted out.
"Motherf * cker, you think we are fools." The nearby Teng Qinghu roared, "I have entered the city so many times, but I have never met a bandit who came to rob us hunters. Motherf * cker! If you don't tell us, my brother won't kill you, but I will stab you to death. "Teng Qinghu held his long spear and rushed over.
The Teng clansmen were very clear that the hunters were relatively poor and intrepid, so the bandits usually wouldn't attack them.
The Teng clansmen had deliberately circled to the fields, but the bandits still attacked them. Obviously, the bandits were hiding there for them.
In the end, what made these bandits come to rob and kill a group of hunters?
The Teng clansmen naturally thought of the ten thousand taels of silver! Only ten thousand taels of silver was worth it for these bandits to attack.
"Let go of our boss." The bandits were also anxious.
"Shut up." Teng Qingshan swept his gaze over.
Previously, when Teng Qingshan killed them, it was as if he was cutting grass, completely intimidating these bandits. Even their boss couldn't last one round against Teng Qingshan. How could they dare to fight against Teng Qingshan? They were only anxious, but they didn't dare to make a sound. Many people fiercely glared at the triangular-eyed man.
The triangular-eyed man was also somewhat terrified.
He never would have thought that among the thirty-one hunters, the youth he looked down on the most was the most terrifying demon.
"I will speak." The bandit leader finally gave in. He turned his head and stared at the triangular-eyed man in the distance. "It's him, Buttface! Motherf * cker, that bastard brother of his is working for some big salt merchant. Tell me, you have ten thousand taels of silver! Both of my hands are crippled because of this Buttface! "
The bandit leader obviously hated the triangular-eyed man.
Both his hands were crippled, and both his shoulders were pierced. His life was over.
"As expected." Teng Qingshan wasn't surprised at all.
Other than their own clansmen, only the salt merchants knew that they had ten thousand taels of silver.
"That guy is called Qin San!" Teng Qingshan still clearly remembered the scene at the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce. He remembered the name of the leader of the cavalry. "It should be him."
"Buttface, who is it?" Teng Qingshan's gaze swept over the other bandits.
"Ah!" The triangular-eyed man was so scared that his face changed. He turned around and was about to escape. However, one of the bandits beside him kicked him in the butt, causing him to fall flat on his face.
"Still want to escape?" The handsome youth among the bandits grabbed the triangular-eyed man and directly dragged him to the side of Teng Qingshan and threw him beside Teng Qingshan.
The handsome youth cupped his hands and said to Teng Qingshan, "Brother, we also believed Buttface's words. There was a fat sheep, that's why we sent out our brothers. Since we have met you, we brothers of Tiger Hill admit defeat! Please let my brother go, everything can be discussed! "
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