Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 967 -

Wang Chen lifted his head, and in his pitch-black pupils, the arrows that streaked through the air were reflected.

He bellowed in a deep voice, "Come!"

As the true word was spoken, the sound spread in all directions, and an invisible oppressive aura instantly unfolded, slamming towards the front like the raging waves of the ocean.

The arrow rain that looked poised to envelop Wang Chen suddenly turned silently into dust!

Dan Taixiong’s eyes widened in shock at the scene, and he immediately roared out, "Charge!"

Fifty Armored Warriors immediately broke formation and, with long spears in hand, charged toward Wang Chen. Each one’s muscles bulged, and the battle intent they exuded pierced the Firmament.

They had actually triggered the battle formation’s killing power!

It was known that only elite troops battle-hardened from countless wars could gather such power. This martial technique of the army could use the few to defeat the many, the weak to overcome the strong, and even counter the enemy’s masters and warriors.

To think that a group of bandits from the mountain forests possessed such elite warriors was truly inconceivable!

If Great Liang became aware that the Qingfeng Bandits entrenched in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains held such power, they would definitely dispatch top warriors to exterminate them without any possibility of compromise.

In fact, if it were not absolutely necessary, Dan Taixiong would not have revealed his trump card to clash with Wang Chen so directly.

The death of his second-in-command pierced his heart with pain, and combined with pressure from the Hidden Dragon Hall, the bandit leader resolved to spare no cost, prepared to deplete his vital essence to kill his opponent.

Wang Chen’s oppressive aura and the Armored Warriors’ battle formation’s killing power collided fiercely; the latter were struck as if by lightning, each emitting a muffled grunt as crimson blood spilled from their mouths, noses, and eyes.

This occurred because their individual strength was far too inferior to Wang Chen’s. Although the formation helped distribute the pressure, they could not fully withstand the oppressive force from Wang Chen.

Despite that, these brave warriors were truly remarkable!

The thick scent of blood and the visceral pain emanating from within did not cause them to shrink back in fear; on the contrary, it completely unleashed their violent nature.

The eyes of these Armored Warriors turned blood red, and they let out low roars from their throats, accelerating their charge.

Unstoppable, invincible!

Bring it on!

Through the first exchange, Wang Chen’s fighting intent, too, had been ignited by these fierce bandits.

With a thought, he suddenly raised the long spear in his hand; the Yellow Fatty Horse beneath him burst into a gallop, meeting the onrush of bandits.

In the span of a breath, Wang Chen and his mount seemed to merge into one, like a Fiendish Beast provoked to wrath, carrying the howling wind with the force to crush all in its path to collide with the spear-wielding enemies.

Before man and horse arrived, his Soul Severing Spear emitted a bright glow. A pale golden spear light drew a long semicircle, striking first against the chests of the bandits straight ahead.

Ptui!

Five Armored Warriors were simultaneously bisected, their armor proving as effective as paper mache, offering no defense at all.

What also shattered was the battle formation’s killing power that these elite bandits had gathered!

Boom!

In the next moment, Wang Chen, together with the horse, crashed into the enemy ranks. Several Armored Warriors unable to dodge were torn apart, limbs and flesh scattered in a gruesome scene beyond bearing to look at.

A few long spears did pierce toward Wang Chen, only to be blocked by the invisible malevolent force outside his body, snapping and crumbling on the spot.

The combined form of rider and steed, Wang Chen’s charge did not slow in the slightest, the spear in his hand always pointing straight forward.

The point of the spear was aimed at Dan Taixiong!

From the beginning, Wang Chen had locked onto this bandit leader of the Qingfeng Bandits as his target.

The rest of the pawns in his eyes were mere ants, at best, slightly stronger ants!

Twenty steps away, Dan Taixiong, too mounted on a horse, bore a look ashen as death.

Although his Essence, Qi, and Spirit were at their peak, surrounded by hundreds of loyal elite guards, and he held a high ground position,

this bandit leader of the Qingfeng Bandits had never felt such helplessness, such a sense of being weak and even pitiful.

He stood there as if bare to the elements, alone on a windy plateau, desperately facing the attack of a prehistoric beast.

This monstrous creature was clad in thick armor, massive in stature with its fangs fully bared, each step shaking the earth with thunderous ferocity, charging with the weight of ten thousand jun.

A Sixth Tier Martial Venerable!

In his final moments, Dan Taixiong realized that his opponent was no mere prodigious teenager of the Martial Ancestor rank.

But a Sixth Tier Martial Venerable ascending towards the ultimate height!

The intelligence from Hidden Dragon Hall was erroneous; such a mission was never within his capabilities.

It also plunged the Qingfeng Bandits into an abyss!

What drove the leader of the Qingfeng Bandits to despair was that it was too late even to flee.

"Kill!"

In an instant of life and death, the pride and dignity of a Fifth Tier Martial Ancestor compelled Dan Taixiong to cast aside his fear, igniting an unprecedented fighting spirit and will to battle.

Roaring, he lifted the Fangtian Halberd, channeling all his strength into the high-tier Mysterious Weapon, and thrust it fiercely towards Wang Chen!

A life for a life, perishing together!

In a flash of lightning, Wang Chen and Dan Taixiong passed each other by.

The Yellow Fatty Horse, protected by Wang Chen’s power, ruthlessly barged through the thieves blocking the way, breaking through the Qingfeng Bandits’ formation.

Behind Wang Chen, Dan Taixiong, holding the Fangtian Halberd, stood motionless, an expressionless gaze fixed ahead.

Like a statue frozen in time.

Yet his left chest had shockingly vanished from sight, his upper body as if bitten by a colossal beast, a gaping absence of flesh, blood, and bone revealing the broken innards.

"Heh."

The leader of the Qingfeng Bandits exhaled a murky breath, with a perplexingly complex look in his originally vacant eyes.

Then he toppled from his horse!

"The leader is dead!"

Seeing Dan Taixiong fall in combat, the remaining bandits were plunged into madness.

Some frantically fled, others wildly attacked Wang Chen, the scene devolving into utter chaos.

Having stormed up the hill, Wang Chen turned back, once again initiating the slaughter.

To be precise, a massacre!

The bandits in formation stood no chance against Wang Chen, let alone the now leaderless Qingfeng Bandits whose stubborn resistance was but a futile struggle; their corpses were quickly trampled under the horses’ hooves.

Screams of agony, roars of rage, cries of shock, sounds of collision...

Everywhere Wang Chen went, he brought forth torrents of blood and the stench of gore; not a single soul could withstand his spear.

In a mere moment, the remnants of the bandits completely collapsed, some laid flat on the ground feigning death, others knelt and wept begging for mercy.

Those trying to escape were shot one by one by Wang Chen with his flintlock gun.

In less than the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, the slope was littered with bodies strewn about, the count exceeding two hundred!

Wang Chen was like an unfeeling killing machine, harvesting the lives of the Qingfeng Bandits with terrifying efficiency.

His onslaught never ceased!

Crimson blood saturated the grassland and flowed along the Heavenly Road, winding into rivers.

The mountain wind swept through, carrying with it the mournful wails of countless aggrieved spirits!

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