The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 58: Secret Guards
Wang Yi was surrounded, but he was like a dragon playing in the water, dealing with the enemies around him calmly. Wherever the tip of his gun pointed, the enemies covered their throats and fell down one after another. Blood splattered, dyeing the night red and the earth red.

He glanced at the four people at the entrance of the post station, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. With his current eyesight, he could tell at a glance that the four people were all extraordinary masters of dark energy.

He secretly raised his guard and consciously slowed down his movements to reduce the loss of physical strength and prepare for the tough battle that was to come.

Essence, energy, spirit, heart, energy and intention, the inside and outside are in harmony and become one.

After breaking through the barrier of his heart, his mental strength flourished, his strength followed his heart, and his strength turned from light to dark. His marksmanship was much more refined than before.

The figure moved quickly in a small area on the spot, like the god of death coming, reaping lives one after another.

Every shot was accurate and deadly, and every time a gun flower bloomed, an enemy would fall down, even if the target was a Ming Jin warrior.

The guards of the trading company formed a tight formation. Under the leadership of Yan Zhendong, the master of dark energy, they cut a bloody passage through the enemy's encirclement like a hot knife cutting butter. They came to Wang Yi's side and dealt with the enemies pouring in from all directions together with him.

Wang Yi pushed away the enemies in front of him and glanced at the surrounding battlefield. Seeing that enemies were still pouring in in the darkness, he frowned and said in a deep voice: "Everyone be prepared. When Li Hu sends a signal, immediately cover me and charge towards the entrance of the post station." After that, he calmed down and responded to the charge from the enemies all around.

Yan Zhendong and others nodded cautiously, waving their long swords calmly and continuously strangling the enemies around them.

Faced with a battle formation consisting of two Dark Force masters and forty Bright Force warriors, the enemy's numerical advantage could not play a significant role, and the battlefield fell into a stalemate.

In the forest on the right side of the post station.

Eleven black shadows shuttled flexibly among the trees, moving slowly towards the enemy who was half-crouching on the ground with a musket in hand.

Li Hu hid behind a big tree, staring coldly at the two hundred or so enemies in front of him who were unaware of anything. He raised his hand and made a series of quick gestures to evenly distribute the enemies in front of him.

After receiving nods in response from the other secret guards, he exerted force on his feet, rushed forward quickly around the big tree, and pounced behind the two enemies like a tiger. He quickly stretched out his strong arms and grabbed the back of their necks. With a cracking sound, blood splattered, and two bloody heads were pulled off by him roughly.

He rolled forward to relieve himself of the forward force, stood up, swung his arms with exposed veins forward, and hit the enemy in front of him on the temple. With a dull thud, the enemy's head exploded directly, and blood, mud and brain matter sprayed all over him.

He took a step forward, swung his body left and right, and kicked out twice at high speed, his toes accurately hitting the temples of the two enemies, leaving two bloody holes.

He steadied his body, exerted force on his feet, and turned into a mad tiger, rushing into the crowd in front of him, punching and kicking, starting a bloody massacre.

The ten secret guards, without any particular order, rushed into the crowd in front at the same time. The sounds of swords being unsheathed rang out in unison, and instantly the sound of swords entering flesh and the sounds of wailing and screaming merged into one.

The two hundred or so enemies armed with muskets had no chance to fight back against the secret guards who were skilled in killing. Even with the protection of Ming Jin warriors, they could not hold out for long in the face of the coordinated siege.

After a cup of tea.

Li Hu wiped the blood off his face and glanced around indifferently. After making sure that there was no survivor among the corpses scattered on the ground, he withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

He looked at the battlefield in the distance through the gaps between the trees, pondered for a moment, took out his short-handed musket and fired a shot into the air, then loaded the musket with ammunition and ordered, "Follow us, sneak into the post station and see what's going on inside."

After saying that, he walked slowly towards the back of the post station.

The ten secret guards nodded in unison, sheathed their swords, and followed with light steps.

The group of people, covered in blood, blended into the night silently and disappeared. …

"Kill..."

clang clang...

The battle outside the post station is still going on. Although there are no enemies coming in secret, there are still about 500 enemies alive, and they are all elite warriors with martial arts, including many Ming Jin warriors.

Up to now, seven or eight of Wang Yi's group had suffered casualties, and most of their physical strength had been depleted. Only Wang Yi and Yan Zhendong, the two masters of dark energy, still seemed to be at ease. The remaining guards of the trading company inevitably showed signs of fatigue on their faces.

Wang Yi's ears trembled as he took in the sound of gunfire in the distant mountains and forests. When he heard the signal from Li Hu, he immediately realized that the enemy's musketeers had been eliminated, and his tense heartstrings relaxed.

He turned the gun tip in his hand, and the tendons all over his body made a popping sound. With a buzzing sound, countless silver gun phantoms emerged, and silver lotuses bloomed in the void. In an instant, dozens of enemies died, holding their throats.

"Cover me!" He shouted loudly, with the gun in his hand constantly flickering. He stepped directly on the enemy's corpses and rushed towards the entrance of the post station with a calm face.

Hearing this, the people behind him all worked together to force back the enemies around them, then pulled out short-handed muskets from their waists and pulled the triggers without hesitation.

bang bang bang...

Flames appeared and gunshots rang out. The enemies around who had no time to react fell down instantly. The remaining enemies were also frightened by the sudden gunshots and subconsciously slowed down their pace.

Seeing this, Yan Zhendong no longer held back and led the remaining guards of the trading company, following Wang Yi and charging forward with all his might.

The enemies around reacted and launched a more frantic attack, but facing Wang Yi who was bursting with all his strength, they did not pose much of a hindrance.

Seeing Wang Yi and his group approaching, the thin middle-aged man on the far right of the entrance to the post station shouted solemnly, "You all retreat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining 300 or so enemies in front of the post station stopped charging forward, slowly retreated, and formed a tight encirclement around them.

Wang Yi saw this and waved his hand behind him, put away his gun and stood still. He glanced at the four people in front of him and said calmly, "Four of you, tell me your family background. You are eligible to have your name published in the National Martial Arts Weekly."

"What a young man... A seventeen-year-old Dark Force master, I am indeed qualified to say this. My name is Qi Yuan, nicknamed Water Ape."

Qi Yuan was wearing a brocade robe and carrying a dragon-patterned iron rod on his back. Looking at Wang Yi, who was covered in blood, a sigh appeared on his upright and resolute face, and he smiled bitterly:
"A thousand men, more than a hundred Ming Jin elites, plus two hundred musketeers, such a lineup still can't defeat you... Those musketeers under my command are probably already killed by the dark guards Xue Tu... The name of Taiji Wang Yi is really well-deserved... The praise of being the best person under Hua Jin is now well-deserved."

If he had not been afraid of his strength and the secret guard Xue Tu who had not appeared, he would have brought the three people beside him to surround and kill this guy. Unfortunately, he still underestimated the opponent's strength.

As soon as the voice fell, the three people beside Qi Yuan stepped forward one by one, bowed and announced their names:

"My name is Qi Hu, nicknamed River-Stepping Tiger."

"My name is Qi Dongyan, nicknamed Water Dragon."

"My name is Qi Yuan, nicknamed Water Scorpion."

(End of this chapter)