Legend of Sword King

The battle had seemed long, but the process had actually been extremely short. In just a short period of time, Asuna had died horribly under Li Muqi's blade.    

    

They were both at the ninth level of the Xumi Stage, and he was also a powerful and rare Deities Templar priest among the Wolf Travellers. Under Li Muhao's all-out attack, he didn't even have the ability to retaliate. He missed the opportunity in one move, and he couldn't even escape.    

    

After taking care of Ashnadu, Li Muhao didn't stop at all, because a sword of a wolfwalker had already arrived nearby. He leaned back in his original position and twisted his waist at the same time. The sword pierced through the air in front of his chest. Without waiting for his opponent to retract his sword, Li Mucheng raised his long saber sideways. With a flash of his blade, the wolfwalker's arm flew up into the air.    

    

In the midst of his screams, Li Muhao stepped forward, raised his elbow and smashed it into his opponent's chest. With a muffled sound, the wolfwalker's chest immediately caved in. It was unknown how many bones were broken as its body flew out uncontrollably and crashed into its companions behind it.    

    

He swept a glance at the shocked, flustered, and furious wolfwalker, his gaze burning as if flames were burning in the depths of his eyes. He let out a loud roar like a tiger and leopard, full of the will to fight and the power to break out.    

    

Falling Goose Pass was fifty steps long, and the cultivators around Li Mucheng similarly killed the enemy without holding back.    

    

They were only at the ninth level of the Xumi Stage and the eighth level of the Xumi Stage. Each strike contained boundless strength. The mountain pass that was originally silent was now as bright as day because of the light from the Essence Qi. Brick flew everywhere amidst the sound of air exploding, as if there were countless spirits dancing around.    

    

Other than Wang Qi and the others, the majority of the cultivators in this group were from Song Zhuo, and they were Song Qianshu's direct descendants. Their combat power was not to be underestimated.    

    

In just a moment, the situation had turned chaotic.    

    

A large number of wolfwalkers swarmed out of the inner city, successively attacking Li Muhao and the others at this critical moment. After all, there were more than three hundred men here, and they had no reason to be afraid of Li Muhao and his mere teammates.    

    

"This group of despicable sheep, they actually attacked us at night! Warriors of the Great Wolf God, charge forward and surround them. A ninth level Xumi Stage wolfwalker led his team and leapt onto the critical moment to join the exploding battlefield.    

    

However, before Li Muhao, Wang Qi, and their group could be completely surrounded and annihilated, a large group of black shadows rushed over to the front of the barrier. These cultivators were all well-built. When they attacked, their Essence was like a tide, completely tearing apart all defenses in this critical moment. They charged into the formation of the wolf.    

    

They were Cheng Qing and Song Qianshu, the two leaders of the main force.    

    

Li Muhao was besieged by several high level Xumi stage wolves, but he was unafraid. He charged left and right, injuring his enemies, and even his own body was covered in blood. His movements didn't slow at all, and he didn't even retreat half a step!    

    

A streak of green light shot through the air and landed amidst the pack of wolves. A large cloud of blood was formed as several of them fell to the ground. This beam of sword aura directly separated the wolfsmen that had besieged Li Muhao from their subsequent forces.    

    

As the sword energy descended, Cheng Qing had already arrived beside Li Muhao, and he shouted, "Lotus made out of sword energy!"    

    

One of them had spotted Li Muhao in the crowd and was preparing to ambush him at a weak spot. The Sumeru Stage Eighth Wolf King was still in midair when a gush of blood suddenly spurted out from his throat! He did his best to widen his eyes, but his vision was blurry. The path of the longsword in his hand shifted uncontrollably, no longer able to advance steadily in order to harm Li Muhao.    

    

He fell on the cold city wall and struggled, but he could not get up.    

    

After helping Li Muhao resolve the crisis, Cheng Qing rushed to the next battlefield to rescue Wang Qi, who was in a dangerous situation.