183: Superior horse

Han Yi stomped his right foot, continuing his charge. After moving some distance and shaking the dark blue blood off his Xuan Tie Sword, Da Mao seemed to regain his senses.

“Mom! I’m in so much pain.......”

A bloodline appeared on his twisted, mountain-of-flesh-like body.

This bloodline split open from his forehead, tracing downwards, past his nose and mouth, all the way to his belly.......

Then, his left and right body separated, falling to the ground in two halves, blood gushing out all the way!

With one sword strike, the Yin was slain!

Han Yi adjusted his stance, very satisfied with the power of this move.

As early as when he was wearing spiked gauntlets and clashing fists with this Yin, he had already discovered that this monster had extremely strong physical defense and vigorous vitality. If he relied solely on his fists, it would likely be difficult to achieve the desired effect.

It could be said that even with the Xuan Tie Sword, if he merely chopped at ordinary parts, it would only provoke the monster’s ferocity and might even cause him to flee and call for reinforcements. Therefore, it had to be a one-hit kill!

Just like before, even after his body was split in two, this Yin could still utter a final sentence before he died.......

It was precisely for this reason that he deliberately chose not to slash horizontally, but to accumulate power and then chop vertically, fearing Da Mao’s terrifying vitality and recovery ability; he could still survive even if he was cut in half, creating further complications and trouble.

But chopping from top to bottom was different; the one struck would die instantly, with no room to struggle!

The only thing Han Yi needed to worry about was whether such a powerful cleave would shatter the xuan yin stone inside his body........

“Good!”

The commotion Han Yi caused was immense. With Da Mao’s death, the Martial Artists remaining in the courtyard were greatly invigorated.

Like Tian Ji’s horse racing strategy: our inferior horse against the enemy’s superior horse, our superior horse against the enemy’s medium horse, and our medium horse against the enemy’s inferior horse.......

And Han Yi, naturally, was that superior horse!

As long as he won and then went to assist one side, the situation would naturally resolve itself!

When Huang An and the others heard Han Yi’s plan, they initially thought he had gone mad. It wasn't that the strategy was bad, but they believed it was possible for Han Yi to defeat Da Mao, but to kill him in one move was probably a pipe dream.......

But who knew.......

Although they didn't know why Han Yi was so brave, their strength was greatly reduced at this moment. As long as they could save their lives, they couldn’t bother with too much.

“Da Mao!!!”

Just as Han Yi killed Da Mao, Tao Gu let out a mournful cry. She launched an offensive, wildly clawing, claw shadows and blood flying everywhere, trying to break through Bai Sanren and Qian Xue’s obstruction.

Rip!

Bai Sanren grunted, retreating a few steps. Under Tao Gu’s sudden burst, he naturally knew the significance of Han Yi killing Da Mao: as soon as Han Yi recovered and came to their aid, the situation would be completely reversed!

Therefore, he had to both protect Qian Xue and desperately block Tao Gu. One attacked, one defended. In the stalemate, he also took a few claws from Tao Gu.

But fortunately, Tao Gu was forcibly blocked by him. His continuous three swords also carved deep, bone-visible wounds on Tao Gu’s body, with black blood flowing profusely.

“Ah!!!!”

“Old man, move aside, I want you dead!”

Swish!

Tao Gu’s momentum was blocked, and the ferocity in her bones was instantly ignited. She adopted a desperate posture, completely abandoning defense for a mutual injury exchange. Her claws fluttered like butterflies, appearing extremely beautiful, but in reality, each strike aimed at Bai Sanren’s vital acupoints, utterly ruthless.

“Bai Family Swordplay - Life-Taking Consecutive Strikes!”

Bai Sanren’s Martial Artist blood Qi was also ignited, with no retreat. He turned his sword, slashing upwards with a reverse flick, a cold light flashing like lightning, swiftly thrusting at Tao Gu’s neck.

An inch longer, an inch stronger. The three-foot-six-inch Wu Chou Sword naturally reached Tao Gu’s neck before her. Bai Sanren gritted his teeth, twisted his wrist, and quickly exerted force to slice.

In an instant, two-thirds of Tao Gu’s neck was severed!

In a flash, Bai Sanren had a thought: this should be the end!

Unexpectedly, even though her neck was mostly severed, Tao Gu’s offensive momentum remained undiminished.......

Rip!

Her scarlet claws instantly slashed across Bai Sanren’s chest, making his chest instantly bloody and mangled.

If Qian Xue hadn’t been quick-witted, reaching out to block for Bai Sanren the moment Tao Gu’s claws landed, Bai Sanren’s heart would have immediately had a large hole!

“You’re dead!”

At this moment, Tao Gu used the aerial roots hanging from the tree canopy to gain a little leverage, then turned back with a sinister grin, revealing a cruel smile.

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“Da Mao, my good grandson!!!”

Meanwhile, Tao Wu, witnessing his eldest grandson being killed by Han Yi, instantly stopped his playful teasing. He threw away the feigned cane in his hand, and his somewhat limping left leg inflated like a balloon, transforming into a waist-thick, mottled wooden leg.

“Chasing Wind Blade Technique - Wind Sweeping Clouds!”

Chen Ping roared, his moves like the wind, specks of cold light flashing, transforming into an incredibly sharp cold gleam, slashing towards Tao Wu.

Thud, thud, thud!

A full-force chop from a dozen-pound broadsword could even leave an indentation on a mountain rock or iron ore.

But when it struck Tao Wu’s body, it only produced dull thuds, like a cleaver chopping a cutting board, with no effect whatsoever.

“Had enough fun!!!”

“Is it my turn now!!!”

After his transformation, Tao Wu’s physical defense greatly increased, almost indistinguishable from an ironwood tree. He ignored the Zhe Tie Formation formed by Huang An and the others, reaching out against their attacks and seizing the blade.

Crackling!

The broadsword, forged from excellent refined steel, was no different from porcelain in Tao Wu’s hand. He crushed it with a single grip, turning it into countless fragments.

Then, Tao Wu brushed away Huang An and the others’ attacks as if shooing flies, and with another reach, he grabbed Chen Ping’s neck, lifting his body.

“Die.......die, ah!!!”

“I, I am, the future, Mountain King.......”

A strong will to survive made Chen Ping exert the greatest strength of his life, struggling painfully, his hands scratching fiercely at Tao Wu’s arm. But even as his fingernails peeled back and bled, he couldn't budge Tao Wu in the slightest.

Rip!

At this moment, wood-like tendrils from Tao Wu’s seven orifices suddenly surged, growing rapidly. Roots pierced directly into Chen Ping’s body.

“Ah!!!”

Chen Ping let out a horrific scream. His entire body shriveled like wind-dried cured meat, rapidly shrinking and thinning, his eyes gradually losing their color.......

My future Mountain King.......

Dreams, like fragile glass crystals, shatter upon touch.......

So fragile, truly lamentable.......

Finally, like Huang Zi'ang hanging from the aerial roots, his body was extremely emaciated, much like mummies formed by prolonged exposure to the sun in the desert. All the blood, water, and mucus in his body were completely sucked dry by Tao Wu!

It was precisely because of this that the black qi on Tao Wu’s body seemed to have become much denser, and the wood-like tendrils on his body wriggled even faster, causing him to grow a size larger!

Afterwards, he seemed to have forgotten Da Mao’s death, his eyes blazing with fire, greedily staring at the remaining Martial Artists, namely Huang An and the others!