Chapter 76: The Gallant Knight's Journey

  In the minds of the fierce cow and seventy or eighty Green Camp bandits, they probably thought that with their superior numbers, they could kill Zhao Ji.

  But when the two sides really clashed, they found that it was not like that at all. Zhao Ji not only did not suffer from the restriction of being outnumbered, but instead became more courageous as the battle went on.

  The divine footwork of lightness was performed by Zhao Ji to the extreme, his body transformed into a series of illusory shadows, fighting fiercely with a group of bandits.

  Although the number of bandits is large, it can be said that there are many people, but except for the fierce cow, none of these people are Zhao Ji's match, they simply came to die.

  So, the barbaric cow's abacus was miscalculated. When people gathered together, not only did it not help his battle, but also made the situation more chaotic, and he sent a group of small soldiers under his hand to their deaths in vain.

  His figure changed unpredictably, making it impossible to lock onto him. Zhao Yi's attacks were ruthless, and his Soft Sword Technique seemed even more refined than before. Like Ding Dian, every sword strike or slash took a life with it.

  Zhao Ji was even more ruthless than Ding Tian, not only were his opponents much weaker than Ding Tian's, but most of them were just ordinary people who were a bit stronger, and a few were barely qualified martial artists. Moreover, Zhao Ji was even more ruthless than Ding Tian, as the ace of special forces, he had never shown mercy when taking lives before.

  Of course, Zhao Ji's ability to kill people so smoothly, one sword can kill one person, almost without exception, in addition to the more profound cultivation of Rao Zhi Ruo Jian Fa, Qiu Shui Jian can also exert the power of Rao Zhi Ruo Jian Fa very well, which is also an indispensable reason.

  Luo Qiushui gave Zhao Ji the Autumn Water Sword, a truly precious sword. The sword was both strong and flexible, extremely sharp, and when it killed people, there was no blood left on its blade.

  For half a year, Zhao Jiuxiao has been diligently cultivating his martial arts. In addition to his internal energy increasing rapidly and reaching the fifth layer of acquired skill, making him a second-rate warrior, his practice of Finger-Weaving Soft Sword Technique and Divine Movement Hundred Variations has also reached an extremely profound level.

  One man fought against dozens, Zhao Ji was not only fearless, but became more courageous as the battle raged on, his attacks becoming increasingly ruthless. Under the dance of the autumn water sword, the sword light shone brightly, shaking heaven and earth.

  "Zhaoke's kerchief is stained with mulberry juice, Wu's hook shines brightly in the frost and snow."

  A silver saddle shines on a white horse, swift as a shooting star.

  Kill one person with ten steps, and travel a thousand miles without leaving a trail.

  With the matter settled, I'll wipe my sleeves and leave, hiding both myself and my name deeply.

  Idle after sending Ling wine, take off sword and put it horizontally in front of knee.

  Roasting a suckling pig, holding a wine vessel to urge Hou Yi to drink.

  Three cups of wine and the promise is made; five mountains turn into a light weight.

  After dizziness and tinnitus, the vital energy is born.

  Lin Xiangru brandished his golden mace at Zhao, and Handan was shocked first.

  Two heroes of great renown, illuminating the grand city of Luoyang.

  The heroic spirit of martyrdom is fragrant and will not shame the world's heroes.

  "Who can interpret the Book of Changes, the Tai Xuan Jing with a white head?"

  Killing with great enthusiasm, Zhao Ji's heroic spirit burst forth in his chest. As he danced with the Autumn Water Sword, continuously killing people, he sang loudly and proudly, reciting a poem of "The Knight Errant".

  Li Bai's "Knight Errant's Song" was bold and majestic, full of the spirit of a knight-errant. Zhao was extremely fond of it. At this moment, his passion was stirred up, and with his whole body hot-blooded and boiling over, he involuntarily burst into song.

  The Knight-Errant's Twenty-Four Lines, one line at a time, were chanted and came forth. Zhao Ji's enthusiasm grew more and more, the autumn water sword in his hand rose more and more fiercely, every time he finished chanting a line of poetry, under the sword, someone would be killed.

  When one finishes reciting "The Hero's Journey", under Zhao Yi's sword, twenty-four people have already fallen, all killed with a single stroke, not using a second move.

  "Ah, run!"

  "He is a devil."

  "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

  ……

  Under Zhao Ji's ruthless slaughter, especially as he became more and more excited to kill, the remaining Green Camp Mountain bandits were almost all frightened out of their wits, crying out in loud despair, calling out for their fathers and mothers, and scattering in all directions.

  It's not just those ordinary bandits, they were scared to death like a fierce cow, facing Zhao Ji's bloody killing methods, their hearts were filled with fear, and they couldn't muster up any will to fight, turning around and fleeing directly.

  Seventy or eighty people were killed by Zhao Yi in a short period of time, nearly half of them were left, and the remaining people fled frantically, each showing their magical powers.

  Two legs will definitely not outrun four legs. Under the intense fear that grips the brain, some people can still manage to remain calm and choose a strategic escape route - by relying on horses.

  When Zhao Yue was defeated and killed dozens of people, they dispersed in all directions. At that time, Ding Dian's work was almost done, and more than 30 skilled fighters were killed by him, with about half of them dying at his hands. The remaining ones also retreated with Zhao Yue when he was defeated.

  Those who were riding horses didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and they immediately galloped away. Those without horses rushed to grab the remaining ones, wanting to escape from Zengjia Village as quickly as possible, as if this place was hell.

  "Hmph, if you want to run, leave your horse behind for me."

  With one cold snort, Zhao Ji's sword flashed out of his hand.

  After the biggest battle, more than 30 horses were left with only three. These horses had long been regarded as his own property by Zhao Ji, and he would not let those escaped soldiers take them away.

  His figure flashed, his divine movement's lightness skill was fully displayed, Zhao Ji's speed reached its peak, in that instant, as if he transformed into thousands of people, at the same time sending out over a dozen swords.

  A dozen or so remaining rational, wanting to rush horse escape green camp collapse of the bandits, one was rewarded by Zhao Ji a sword, and then, it is a dozen or so stocks of blood soaring, a dozen people died.

  Almost at the same time, more than a dozen swords were struck out, most of which hit their targets, with only one sword being blocked, which was the one aimed at the barbaric cow.

  Although he was completely disheveled and flustered, after all, he was a second-rate martial artist, an existence on the same level as Zhao Ji, and blocking his weakened sword shouldn't be a problem.

  With the mixed yuan hammer in his hand, he blocked a sword that would have taken his life. The barbaric cow was terrified to the extreme, the muscles on his face twitching uncontrollably, his eyes filled with helpless panic. Using his hands and feet, he climbed onto a horse and fled in disarray.

  Up to now, the battle has come to an end. The second master of the Zeng family and his followers, who came to Zengjiacun with great fanfare, were either injured or killed, and even the fierce cow barely escaped with its life.

  For the fleeing Green Camp bandits, Zhao Ji did not intend to wipe them out and let them disperse and escape without pursuit.

  "Ugh!"

  "So many people have died!"

  "It's really a scene of utter carnage and bloodshed."

  "Mr. Zhao and Mr. Ding are really not ordinary people, killing people like slaughtering chickens, without any mercy."

  "Dozens of people were killed just like that, what a sin."

  "The bandits of the Green Camp are all evil, not a single good person among them, they should all be killed. It's their own fault if they die. Mr. Zhao and Mr. Ding are ridding the people of a scourge."

  ……

  The massacre triggered by Zhao Ji and Ding Dian caused a great shock among the villagers of Zengjia Village. Everyone was talking about it, some couldn't bear the stimulation, some were amazed, some thought that the two had gone too far, and some shouted with excitement.

  It was the members of Luo's merchant group who initially showed a few moments of shock, but quickly calmed down, their expressions no longer showing any abnormalities.

  It was just Luo Qiushui, as a woman, who had never practiced martial arts, yet she didn't show any fear in the face of such a bloody scene. It seemed that having traveled extensively with the Luo family's merchant caravan, she had witnessed many grand scenes and perhaps wasn't unfamiliar with such carnage.