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Chapter 36: Reverse Entry!

Qian was looking at the broad black knife, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally felt desperate.

For long-range combat, he shot arrows continuously and his body movements were not weak. For close combat, he did not use a sword, but a heavy sword with a thick back, a sharp blade, and straight blade lines. Coupled with the murderous aura that must have experienced life and death, it reminded him of the great battles in the past when he saw those archers picking up long-handled swords after shooting their arrows.

They threw away their bows, formed a formation, held their swords, and stepped into the battlefield again, strangling their opponents like unsheathed swords.

If it weren't for the country, the handle of this heavy sword might be connected to an iron rod.

Qian Zheng's internal energy flowed, stimulating several major acupuncture points, temporarily stopping the blood loss from the broken arm. His highly concentrated mind before the battle temporarily relieved the pain of the broken arm. He turned sideways, pointed the knife in his right hand at the enemy in front of him, and slowly approached with arc steps.

The opponent under the starlight has young brows but is calm and composed.

Like a swordsman who had experienced hundreds of fierce battles, he was not in a hurry to attack.

The knife was held, but not completely clenched.

It's loose, like an unstrung string, and one can imagine how terrifying it would be when it explodes in an instant.

Fucked...

Qian Zheng was secretly resentful.

If it weren't for the recent appearance of a bearded man from nowhere who kept catching wanted criminals, he would not have risked coming to this area. He would have been bullying around those villages where information flow was not well developed. He regretted it very much.

Should have been more careful today.

This way you won't be discovered.

At this moment, the young man's energy seemed to be interrupted for a moment.

There was a hint of hostility in Qian Zheng's eyes. He seized the opportunity and stepped forward suddenly.

The sword in his right hand followed the momentum of the forward rush, turning into an arc and slashing diagonally.

At the same time, his body shifted to the same side as the blade of the sword, protecting his body behind the blade of the sword. This was a sword technique before a battle. But at this moment, the young man over there suddenly drew his sword as well, and as he turned around, the blade was like a black silk thread.

The two knives collided fiercely.

One holds the knife with both hands, and the other with one hand.

One is a sideways charge, using the momentum of a lunge; the other is a spinning slash in place, using the inertia brought by the rotation of the waist.

The two swords collided, sending sparks flying in the night.

Both knives were slanted to the sides.

But after all, the realms are different.

Li Guanyi's palms felt numb.

He held the heavy sword in both hands, and was barely on par with the inbound warrior with a broken arm.

Qian Zheng roared again and rushed forward, connecting with the second knife, but Li Guanyi on the other side had also made his second knife. His speed and judgment were no less than that of this veteran soldier at the border. The blades of both sides kept colliding, and they both recognized each other's swordsmanship.

Eight swords to break the army!

It's just a modification of the popular Eight Swords of Broken Army at the border, and the swordplay is more dangerous and brutal.

One was taught by Yue Qianfeng himself, and his swordsmanship was strict and could not be inferior to the big sects in the martial arts world.

Qian Zheng became more and more frightened as he fought.

Skilled swordsmanship, sensitive combat judgment, and this murderous aura.

If he closed his eyes, he would almost think he was fighting with the old sergeant.

He is clearly just a teenager, how could he have such swordsmanship? How could he be so murderous? He is like an old soldier who has been on the verge of life and death a dozen times.

A loud whistling sound.

There was another collision, and the young man's blade suddenly changed. It was obviously a heavy sword, but it danced on Qian Zheng's blade like a butterfly. Li Guanyi changed his steps and slid sideways. The leaping blade brushed past Qian Zheng's broken arm, slicing it and cutting off a piece of flesh and blood with bones.

Qian Zheng let out an angry roar, veins popped up on his forehead and he broke out in a cold sweat.

He waved the knife in his hand wildly to protect the door, and staggered backward.

He cut off his broken arm in the hope that his uncontrolled arm would not become too exposed a weakness. Otherwise, it would affect his body movements. When he charged sideways, the arm would dangle outside and become a huge target for the enemy's attack. The arm was useless, but the pain was still there.

He suddenly missed the border.

When his arm was injured, his comrades on both sides would come to protect him.

The shield will stop all arrows.

But now, he is no longer a member of that place...

Qian Zheng suddenly became alert.

He remembered what the old sergeant had said: once you start to miss something, death is approaching, so you have to look forward.

Now the young man's sword moved lightly and nimbly, still chopping at his wound.

Although he entered the country, he was able to release his internal energy and knock down a tree, but he was still a flesh and blood body and had not reached the level of those strong men.

The severe pain in his body was enough to affect his fighting ability.

Li Guanyi let out a breath.

He seemed to understand.

Recalling the fight between himself and the third prince of Tiele, he jumped lightly, his wrist relaxed, the knife in his hand seemed to be loose, his body jumped lightly, and the blade faintly locked onto the vital point of Qian Zheng in front of him. Qian Zheng's eyes turned slightly red, and he pounced towards Li Guanyi.

The veterans at the border know what they should do.

A faint internal energy emanated from the blade.

When he attacked, Li Guanyi jumped up lightly, took a step to the side, and moved a breath faster than usual, as if he accelerated his body movement, avoiding Qian Zheng's last crazy knife, and at the same time, raised the knife in his hand.

The loosened wrist swung the knife out like a whip.

Just like an inch punch, loose and then tight, this knife has extremely strong explosive power in an instant.

From the side, Li Guanyi slashed at Qian Zheng's forward momentum. The three hundred-forged black sword, under the huge force of the impact between Li Guanyi and Qian Zheng, directly cut Qian Zheng's side open. The body of the incoming warrior was so strong that such a sharp sword could not cut it off. It would be better to cut it off.

His internal organs were spilling out, his money was lying there, and he was rolling around in pain.

He screamed in pain, threw away the knife, stuffed his organs into his mouth, pink blood with foam flowed from his mouth, his eyes were wide open but tears were flowing.

At last he paused and cried out:
"mother……"

His hand fell heavily to the ground and he stopped breathing.

Li Guanyi's tense spirit relaxed. With Qian Zheng as the center, he circled in an arc to get the Su Ni bow, picked up the arrows that could still be used, pulled the bow, and shot several arrows at Qian Zheng. When he was sure that Qian Zheng was dead, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground. His spirit relaxed, his pores opened, and sweat oozed out of his body.

The strength just now seemed to disappear in an instant, and my wrists were shaking a little.

"This is your first time fighting alone. Did you unconsciously use up too much energy?"

Li Guanyi knew about this situation.

After resting for a while, he picked up the arrow. The arrow is actually disposable. Because the center of gravity and [tendons] of the arrow will encounter a strong impact when hitting the flesh and blood, especially the tendons and bones. Basically, it will not be straight, the center of gravity will be damaged, and the tendons of the weapon will not be flat.

It's impossible to shoot accurately in this situation.

Cannot be used in actual combat.

Arrows are so expensive because this is actually very difficult to achieve and requires specialized craftsmen.

Arrows that have hit the enemy are now scrap metal and need to be recalibrated.

But scrap metal can also be sold for some money.

The young man felt distressed when he looked at the arrow that was cut off by Qian Zheng. One tael of silver was what he earned from working for a month. He wondered if the Xue family could reimburse him. Li Guanyi looked at Qian Zheng and searched the corpse according to the method taught by Yue Qianfeng. He found more than ten taels of silver and a waist badge.

A few yellowed pieces of letter paper and a booklet were all put away in a hurry.

Sitting under the tree, surrounded by blood and energy, the young man raised his head, looked at the moonlight through the gaps between the branches and leaves, silent and silent.

I feel that the surroundings are quiet and the world is vast.

The moonlight is like a spring.

A little while passed.

Hearing some rustling sounds, he turned around and saw the old man who had just run away coming back.

Picking vegetables.

When he noticed the young man's gaze, his face turned pale and he was about to kneel down and kowtow. Li Guanyi had a hard time stopping him.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then said, "My family would like to thank you for saving our lives."

"These things are not valuable, so I'll give them to you."

Li Guanyi looked at the vegetables in the mud.

It may not be valuable, but it must be important. If it is not important, why would he come out at night? After encountering life-threatening danger, he would come back to pick up the things. Is it tomorrow's food rations or the customs duties of the court? Li Guanyi advised: "Don't come out at this time in the future. It's too dangerous."

The old man said timidly, "Yes, yes."

"It's just that there will be a spring tax in a while, so I have to work harder. I'll be fine after the spring tax is over."

"Spring tax..."

The old man said carefully, "Yes, it's only been hard these past two years. Wasn't there a war five years ago? So they collected taxes for the next ten years in advance, but three years ago they collected annual taxes for the next five years. This year they don't collect annual taxes, but seasonal taxes instead, which are more than before."

"Originally, we could have sold it to the vegetable stalls in the village, but the Xue family stopped charging us venue fees and commission three years ago. They also provided us with a shed, and at noon we sold pancakes for a penny and a bowl of soup. So we all went there."

Li Guanyi remained silent.

Suddenly he said, "Leave the food behind."

"Ah? Well, good, these are all grown by me. They are good vegetables. Really, they are very good."

The old man put down the vegetables in his hand awkwardly and rubbed his rough and wrinkled hands. The young man reached out and took out a handful of money from Qian Zheng's purse next to him. With a flick of his wrist, the money fell into the old man's arms. He patted the corpse lying next to him with the knife in his hand and said:
"I bought the things."

"He'll pay for it!"

The old man was stunned.

The young man held a knife and killed people under the moon.

There is a sense of heroism in acting so spontaneously.

The old man held the money, thanked him, then put it in his arms in disbelief and slowly backed away. He suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times to Li Guanyi, turned around, staggered forward, then started running, fell down, got up and ran.

A sobbing voice came from the wind: "Old woman, we are rich now."

"No need to sell Nier, no need."

"........."

Li Guan raised his head and knocked it against the tree trunk. He killed the villain, but he didn't feel happy.

He cursed.

"Fuck the world."

"Fuck this chaotic world."

(End of this chapter)