Immortality Martial Arts: I Started with the Five Animals Health Fist

Iron Cutting Blade Technique. Upward Slash!

Under his helmet, Su Changkong’s eyes were filled with icy coldness and indifference. He still chose to confront head-on, unleashing an upward slash from below. The Blade Gang concentrated on the blade, with the Blade Force propelling it, making the slash seem as if it had torn through the void, leaving a fine crack in the air.

“Crack!”

Blade and club collided once more, the ear-splitting roar accompanied by the sound of shattering metal and exploding bones. The colossal Wolf Fang Club in Ke Rong’s hands clashed with the Monster Wailing Blade, shattering like an egg upon impact with a rock, metal fragments flying!

Ke Rong’s arms twisted and broke like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Staggering back explosively, Ke Rong’s heart was filled with utter panic, “I… I’ve lost? How is this possible?”

Ke Rong found it hard to accept. He knew full well that Hong Zhenxiang was very strong, but he was confident in his strength, believing that unless he faced an Innate Martial Artist, he had nothing to fear from any opponent in the Qi-Blood Realm. Even if there were a gap between him and Hong Zhenxiang, it shouldn’t be too large; at worst, he could just retreat if he couldn’t win.

However, this ‘Hong Zhenxiang’ was far beyond his expectations. That slash had come down like an overwhelming force of nature, impossible for a body of flesh and blood to resist. His weapon was pulverized, and the bones in his arms had shattered, piercing through the muscles—he was utterly defeated!

“Retreat… Retreat!”

“Thud!”

But Su Changkong gave him no chance to live. Stepping forward, the Monster Wailing Blade swept through the air, bringing forth a chilling slash of light. With both arms broken, Ke Rong didn’t even have a chance to resist. His head flew high into the air before crashing to the ground, as the Monster Wailing Blade eagerly drank the blood of a peak Qi-Blood Realm warrior, letting out an excited screech!

“Ke Rong, the brave warrior… is dead?”

“Killed with just three slashes?”

The surrounding soldiers of the Black Wolf Army watched this scene unfold; their cheers of encouragement came to an abrupt stop, some unable to believe what they had just witnessed.

Ke Rong, a top-brave warrior, had been slain in merely three slashes. Before anyone could react, he had lost his life to ‘Hong Zhenxiang’s’ blade, which made them all doubt whether this brave warrior Ke Rong was an imposter!

In fact, it wasn’t that Ke Rong was weak, but rather that Su Changkong was too strong!

If it had been Hong Zhenxiang himself fighting Ke Rong, even if he could win, it would certainly have been a tough battle, and he might not have been able to kill his opponent.

But Su Changkong was different. The Blade Technique he practiced was designed to overpower the weak. By refining the Blade Gang and Blade Force, any opponent weaker than him would find themselves in a one-sided fight. A few slashes were all it took to determine victory or defeat. If one couldn’t block, death was certain! There was no chance for a warrior weaker than him to resist!

“Kill!”

Having slain the brave warrior Ke Rong in a few slashes, Su Changkong’s momentum was unstoppable. Without any hesitation, he continued to charge towards the direction of the war flag.

Even if Su Changkong was strong, he couldn’t possibly kill over a hundred thousand soldiers of the Black Wolf Army. Thus, his objective was to pull flags and slay generals, undermining the enemy’s morale, which in turn would bolster his own side’s spirit, creating an unstoppable force! This was the greatest role for a Martial Arts expert on the battlefield!

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

The Monster Wailing Blade screamed, Blade Qi cutting across all directions. As Su Changkong charged along his path, at least hundreds of Black Wolf Army soldiers died by his blade, and ahead he saw the flying Ferocious Wolf War Flag!

“Stop him! Stop him!”

The war flag was a symbol that inspired morale and represented the glory of an army. If the flag fell, it would be a considerable blow to their own troops’ spirits. The flagbearers near the war flag were all strong warriors of the Black Wolf Army. Seeing Su Changkong’s unstoppable approach, they issued a series of angry shouts.

“Thud!”

Despite the Black Wolf Army’s experts fighting desperately and fearlessly, the disparity in strength was clear. With the Monster Wailing Blade executing horizontal chops and splitting cuts, simple moves became unmatched under the drive of the Blade Force. With each slash, a Black Wolf Army expert was fated to die by his blade!

No one could stop him!

“Crack!”

As Su Changkong swung his blade, the towering Ferocious Wolf War Flag that fluttered in the breeze split and broke, its fabric crashing down to the ground, stained with copious amounts of blood and dirt.

“What’s going on? Why has the Ferocious Wolf War Flag fallen?”

From a distance, the Black Wolf Army noticed the situation here and were taken aback. The Ferocious Wolf War Flag represented their honor and morale—it must not fall even if men die!

“Eh? One of the Ferocious Wolf War Flags has fallen! It’s Commander Hong’s doing!”

On the Dafeng Iron Cavalry side, people also noticed that a war flag had been taken down, and they became excited, understanding that ‘Hong Zhenxiang’ had charged into the fray and cut down the enemy’s flag!

“Goodness… So powerful… Even the real Commander Hong couldn’t have taken down the enemy’s flag so quickly!”

In the midst of the battlefield, Di Hen couldn’t help but feel astonished.

Su Changkong’s efficiency was in no way inferior to the former Hong Zhenxiang; he killed enemies like cutting down hemp, freely navigating the elite ranks of a tens-of-thousands-strong army.

“Kill! Kill!”

The Dafeng Iron Cavalry surged forward in the charge, battling to the death with the Black Wolf Army.

The plains were dyed red with blood.

“Swoosh!”

All Su Changkong could do was to fight fiercely, pull flags, and slay generals. Everywhere he went, no one could stand against him; he was like a sharp blade slicing through stalks of straw.

These Black Wolf Army soldiers were all valiant and well-trained. Facing Su Changkong, there were those who dared to strike back fiercely, but it was of no avail.

In Su Changkong’s mind, he had charged back and forth through the ranks of the Black Wolf Army for more than half an hour, killing no less than three thousand enemy soldiers!

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