Martial Arts Longevity Begins with the Equipment Slot

Chapter 103 Continuous Slaying, Dominating the Battlefield

Chen Yu's gaze swept from top to bottom.

Mei San Niang's twin swords were already drawn.

Purple smoke kept seeping out of the bamboo tube in Miao Huahua's sleeve.

Xin Wuying drew a snake-tooth dagger from the shadows.

Finally, their gaze fell on Li Tianlong.

Li Tianlong was also looking at him, with a hint of scrutiny.

The mountain wind howled upwards from the depths of the canyon.

The black flags of the Sword Guard Hall and the Black Wind Stronghold fluttered in front of their respective formations.

After a long silence, Li Tianlong spoke.

"Commander Chen, I've heard so much about you."

"You took care of my third brother in the village, and you also gave my second brother a knife."

"I brought my brothers here today to return the favor."

Chen Yu drew his deer-slaying knife.

"Contending for supremacy!"

The words fell.

A pale blue afterimage of a blade flashed across most of the battlefield.

"Whoosh!"

Xiong Kuo heard a sharp whooshing sound coming from behind him.

Then, the pale blue blade of light pierced through his body.

"I was stabbed through?"

Xiong Kuo looked down at the half-sharp tip of the knife protruding from his chest.

"Where did this knife come from? And why is it so fast?"

Blood gushed from his heart and dripped onto the ground from the tip of the knife.

"Hold----"

He opened his mouth, wanting to utter one last swear word, but only a metallic taste rose in his throat.

Then my vision went black very quickly.

A breath later.

Xiong Kuo's burly body collapsed to his knees.

This seventh leader of Black Wind Stronghold, a master who had achieved minor success in Bone Refinement, didn't even have time to utter his last cry before he died.

Chen Yu pulled out the deer-slaying knife from behind him.

The blood jade on the blade was slowly losing its last red light.

With a flick of his wrist, blood droplets from the knife splattered all over Sun Feipeng's face.

"Brother Chen Yu, you arrived just in time! Any later and I wouldn't have been able to hold on!"

Sun Feipeng leaned against the stone wall, panting heavily.

He held out for a full 45 minutes before finally escaping with his life from Xiong Kuo's axe.

Without saying anything more, Chen Yu lightly touched the ground with his toes and dashed toward his next target.

Below the western cliff, Bai Qiulian was dragging her bleeding leg as she retreated towards the northern slope.

A trail of bloodstains stretched across the ground.

As he retreated, he kept looking back, cursing Xue Linglong on the cliff.

"Dare to set traps to ambush me? I swear, once the stronghold takes Niutou Mountain, I will capture her alive!"

"I'll tie her to the foot of the bed and let her see firsthand how I dismantle all her mechanisms, one by one!"

He hadn't finished cursing yet.

A burly figure darted straight in from the direction of the stream on the east side.

"Who is it?"

Bai Qiulian quickly drew her sword.

His swordsmanship is characterized by its lightness and unpredictability.

His signature move is called "Flying Floss Three Strikes," which allows him to create three alternating real and illusory sword shadows in mid-air.

Even if the opponent manages to block the first two sword strikes, the third sword will strike their vital points from an unexpected angle.

This move is very powerful, but it also has a fatal flaw, which is that it relies heavily on agile footwork.

At this moment, his calf was injured by the rolling stone, his footwork and center of gravity were disrupted, and his movement speed was greatly reduced.

"Playing tricks like a ghost, you're asking for it!"

Bai Qiulian shouted and desperately thrust out three swords.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The tip of the sword gleamed with three silver lights in the twilight.

The sword strikes were fierce, but unfortunately, each strike was a beat slower than expected.

The afterimage created by the swaying sword also revealed gaps due to the instability of the footing.

Seeing his appearance, Chen Yu didn't bother to block and launched a direct attack.

"Who will emerge victorious?"

Before the three sword shadows could converge, the Deer-Slaying Blade had already pierced Bai Qiulian's throat.

"Well,""

Bai Qiulian's third sword strike hadn't even finished yet.

The sword tip froze in mid-air, and a very thin red line appeared on its throat.

"laugh!"

Blood mist quickly splattered out.

Chen Yu sheathed his sword, and the blood jade on the blade lit up once more.

The "Who Will Win?" marker was automatically triggered when Bai Qiulian's health dropped below one-quarter.

"thump!"

Bai Qiulian's body quickly collapsed.

Just then, a chill suddenly ran down my spine.

Chen Yu didn't even look, and swung his knife backhand.

"Ding ding ding!"

All three poison needles were struck down simultaneously.

Miao Huahua stood in the middle of the stone ridge and saw the whole process.

Xiong Kuo died, and in the blink of an eye, Bai Qiulian also died.

Her usually demure face turned somewhat frightened.

"Something's not right!"

"The sixth and seventh leaders were both experts who had achieved minor mastery of bone refinement, yet they both died by the same blade in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea!"

Chen Yu spotted her and pounced on her.

"not good!"

In the midst of the chaos, Miao Huahua prepared to unleash her trump card, the "Deadly Sand."

This is a type of poisonous acridity ground into a fine powder.

It is deadly upon contact with blood, and causes immediate rot upon contact with skin.

It was a life-saving contraption that she had spent three years developing.

"Snap!"

He crushed the bamboo tube in his hand, and the poisonous sand enveloped Chen Yu like a purplish-black fan-shaped cloud of smoke.

After scattering the poisonous sand, Miao Huahua breathed a sigh of relief.

She never used this tube of deadly sand on anyone.

Because no one before had ever had the strength to charge in her direction after killing Xiong Kuo and Bai Qiulian.

"Once the Deadly Sand appears, this person is doomed!"

Miao Huahua is very confident in her proud work.

But what she didn't know was that the deer-slaying domain opened up at that moment.

Chen Yu pointed his sword at the sky.

A blood-red blade aura burst forth from the blade, forming a blood-red circular domain with a radius of five meters around it.

The moment the poisonous sand entered the edge of the domain, it felt as if it had crashed into an invisible wall.

The purplish-black sand particles kept piling up at the edge of the area but could not advance an inch.

"No! Impossible! How could this be!"

Until the deadly sand was completely stopped by the blood-red barrier.

For the first time, genuine fear appeared in Miao Huahua's eyes.

"Why? Why did it stop?"

Her fingers trembled as she reached for the last spare poison needles in her sleeve.

"What kind of sorcery is this? What are you? Are you a human or a ghost?!"

Chen Yu did not answer.

The deer-cutting area lasted for ten seconds.

In the final moments before the domain dissipated, his figure vanished from the spot.

The next instant, he reappeared behind Miao Huahua.

"Whoosh!"

A flash of blade, a decapitation strike.

Miao Huahua's head traced a parabola in the twilight.

"Eighth Brother!"

Mei San Niang's voice was filled with unbearable grief.

"Aaaaah! I'll fight you to the death!"

She activated the Bloodthirsty Blade Technique, crossing her twin blades as she lunged at Chen Yu.

The game "Conquer the World" has not yet recovered from its rapid cooling down.

Chen Yu didn't want to fight her head-on, so he simply used the Grass Snake Body Technique to move around the battlefield.

The chaotic battle on the Ghost's Sorrow Rock Ridge has reached its boiling point.

"clang!"

Chen Yu forced Mei San Niang back with a single strike, then charged back and forth at the entrance to the mine tunnel, tearing three gaps in the elite sword and shield formation of Black Wind Stronghold.

The situation became chaotic again for a while.

Xin Wuying had been waiting for this moment from beginning to end.

He had been hiding in the shadows at the edge of the stone ridge since the start of the war.

The deaths of Xiong Kuo, Bai Qiulian, and Miao Huahua did not alter his assassination rhythm in the slightest.

As the chief assassin of Black Wind Stronghold, Xin Wuying never engages in direct combat with anyone.

At this moment, Chen Yu had killed three people in succession, and his energy and movement techniques were exhausted.

This was the perfect opportunity for assassination that he had been waiting for all afternoon.

"Now!"

The short knife flashed silently from the shadows, swiftly stabbing towards Chen Yu's nape.

Chen Yu didn't even turn his head.

The area where the deer was killed was marked with tracking markers, and Xin Wuying was completely exposed the moment he stepped within five meters.

His stealth technique, which he relied on for survival, was completely useless in this field.

"Sizzle!"

Chen Yu swung his knife backhand and plunged it into Xin Wuying's heart.

"How...how did you see me?"

Xin Wuying coughed up blood, his voice filled with extreme resentment.

Chen Yu didn't speak, but silently cut off his head.

Xin Wuying fell backward, blood gushing from his neck.

Chen Yu continued to charge into battle, fighting on both sides.

We fought our way from the mouth of the stream all the way to the middle of the rocky ridge.

They successively killed the fifth leader Xin Wuying, the sixth leader Xiong Kuo, the seventh leader Bai Qiulian, and the eighth leader Miao Huahua.

With the addition of Wang Kui, the third leader, who was killed in battle earlier, five of the nine bandits of Black Wind Stronghold are now gone.

The remaining sword and shield bearers of the Sword Guard Hall peeked out from the mine entrance.

Fang Dachuan pounded the stone wall with the barrel of his rifle and shouted loudly behind him, "The commander is still killing! We absolutely cannot retreat!"

Sun Feipeng, covered in blood and panting heavily, roared, "Brother Chen Yu, we've run out of boulders on the west cliff! That guy surnamed Xue is about to give up!"

Chen Yu looked around.

Fewer than fifty sword guards were still standing.

Meanwhile, the elite troops of Black Wind Stronghold continued to pour up from the north slope.

Li Tianlong sat on his short gray horse, calmly maneuvering his troops as if playing chess.

With each wave of the hand, new bandits filled the void left by the fallen.

Chen Yu's expression grew increasingly grave.

If they continue to resist, none of these sword guards will survive.

The most dangerous individuals must be removed from the center of the battlefield.

"Commander Sun, take all the wounded and retreat towards the valley entrance to meet up with Xue Linglong. We'll then retreat when the opportunity arises!"

Sun Feipeng was stunned for a second, then grabbed his wrist.

"And what about you?"

Chen Yu had already turned around.

"As the commander, of course I have to lure them away."

After saying that, he leaped out of the mine entrance and slashed at Mei San Niang with his sword.

"clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

Mei San Niang was jolted back half a step by the blow, but her eyes gleamed with excitement.

"You've finally stopped hiding! Come on! Let's have a proper fight!"

Chen Yu did not engage in a prolonged fight with her.

The moment he landed, he used the roll of the [Ape Stance] to cancel the aftercast animation, passed through the gap in Mei San Niang's path, and rushed straight towards Li Tianlong on the north slope.

His real plan was to capture the leader first.

At the other end of the stone ridge, Li Tianlong was still sitting on that short gray horse.

Although the battle was extremely fierce, Black Wind Stronghold suffered heavy losses.

But in order not to shake the morale of the troops, his expression remained calm.

According to intelligence reports, Chen Yu is just an ordinary martial artist who has achieved minor success in bone refining.

It wasn't until Xin Wuying collapsed that Li Tianlong finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Is this a martial artist who has achieved minor success in Bone Refinement?

What kind of minor mastery of bone refining can kill four leaders of the same realm in half a cup of tea?

Ahead, Chen Yu, carrying a still-dripping blood knife, walked towards him step by step.

Li Tianlong dismounted and walked towards Chen Yu.

"If even the four leaders can't take you down, it seems I'll have to come myself."

Without wasting any words, Chen Yu slashed down with his sword.

Li Tianlong also raised his right palm, the edge of which gleamed faintly in the twilight.

"Cloud-Covering Palm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Tianlong pushed out with his right palm.

"call!"

The palm strike was like two layers of clouds rolling in reverse, sandwiching Chen Yu between them.

Chen Yu sidestepped through the gap between the two palm strikes, and his blade slashed towards Li Tianlong's right wrist.

"Easy to dodge! But it's no use!"

Li Tianlong flicked his right wrist and snapped his finger across the blade.

"clang!"

The force of his finger penetrated the blade, causing Chen Yu's tiger's mouth to go numb.

With just this one move, the two completed their exchange of secrets.

Li Tianlong mentally reassessed Chen Yu's combat strength.

This kid's strength is no less than that of someone who has mastered Bone Refinement; we absolutely cannot keep him here for long!

"Haa! Cloud-Covering Chain Palm!"

His palm strikes suddenly quickened, the wind from his palms flowing continuously like layers of clouds and waves.

Chen Yu was forced to retreat continuously.

Just then, two figures rushed in from the mine entrance behind Li Tianlong.

Mei San Niang crossed her twin swords and clashed them together, roaring fiercely, "You surnamed Chen, you've killed so many of my brothers, and you still dare to lay a hand on my eldest brother! Today, if I don't chop you into mincemeat, I'm not a Mei!"

Fourth Master Zhang Siyu followed beside her, holding a piece of iron pen, and pointed in Chen Yu's direction.

"The eldest brother blocks his retreat, while the second sister confronts him head-on."

"I'll strike his pressure points from the side, and with the three of us at the peak of Bone Refinement working together, I don't believe we can't take him down!"

As they spoke, Li Tianlong's palm strike forced Chen Yu back three steps.

The two fought their way from the mine entrance all the way to the vicinity of the underground river.

"Use the trapping formation! Don't rush, slowly wear him down!"

At Li Tianlong's command, the three-person formation was deployed in the next instant.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Mei San Niang slashed wildly with her twin swords on the right, while Zhang Siyu used a pen to apply pressure points on the left.

Li Tianlong directly attacked with a palm strike to suppress the attack.

"Whoosh!"

The palm wind of the Cloud Covering Palm was like a moving cage, firmly sealing Chen Yu inside.

Under the combined attack of the three, Chen Yu felt he was about to collapse.

"This can't go on. We need to create distance and take them down one by one!"

Thinking of this, Chen Yu parried Mei San Niang's twin swords and dodged Zhang Siyu's iron pen thrusting from the left.

Using the force of his dodge, he twisted his body and slid past the edge of Li Tianlong's palm strike.

They fled deeper and deeper into the underground river cave.

"Quick, after him! He's dying!"

Mei San Niang roared and was the first to chase after Chen Yu. The three figures followed Chen Yu and disappeared into the darkness.

Inside the cave, Chen Yu arrived at a fork in the road.

The left side leads to the valley entrance, but he cannot get through it.

Sun Feipeng and Xue Linglong are still struggling to hold on; leading the pursuers there will only lead to their deaths.

You can't go right either, because the right side is a dead end.

After a moment's thought, Chen Yu rushed straight into the depths of the cave.

As you walk further in, strange reliefs begin to appear on the stone walls along the way.

The dark red stone in the niche still glowed faintly.

"Chen Yu! Where do you think you're going!"

Mei San Niang's voice came from behind.

"Why are you running?! You think you're so tough? You stop right there! I'm going to rip your heart out and eat it with my wine!"

The stone ground was slippery, so Mei San Niang had to slow down.

The twin swords trailed behind him, leaving two intermittent streaks of sparks.

Zhang Siyu followed closely behind, his voice much calmer.

"Commander Chen, you lured us into the mine shafts simply to defeat us one by one."

"But in your current state, who can you defeat? Why don't we stop and discuss the terms?"

He said he wanted to talk, but he kept pressing forward.

He kept glancing at the stone walls on both sides out of the corner of his eye, wary of any possible ambush or trap.

Unlike Mei San Niang, who was a madwoman blinded by hatred.

Zhang Siyu knew very well that Chen Yu's breakthrough of five lines of defense along the stone ridge was definitely not just for the purpose of escaping.

Since he chose to run into the cave, he must have a trump card up his sleeve.

Li Tianlong walked at the back, calling out to those inside as he went.

"Commander Chen, you're a real man! Bring us in, and your brothers can retreat through the valley entrance."

"But you seem to have overlooked one thing: this cave only has one exit. If you dare to lure us all in, then you won't be able to escape yourself!"