I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

With a whoosh, Qing Deng exhaled another breath of stale air, and his sleeves billowed high once more—he charged forward! He charged toward the wall of people in front of him!

Just as he was about to collide with the human wall, Qingdeng suddenly lowered his waist, and in an instant, after gathering power in his waist, he stepped forward forcefully and then leaped into the air.

After leaping into the air and landing directly above the human wall, Qingdeng used the shoulder of an enemy in the human wall as a stepping stone to jump directly behind the human wall.

After leaping over the human wall and landing on his feet, Qingdeng didn't stop for a moment. He pounced on the person who had just given the order, the one with the thick eyebrows, like a tiger descending from the mountain!

Unexpectedly, Qing Deng leaped over the wall of people. The man with thick eyebrows hurriedly raised the knife in his hand and stabbed it towards Qing Deng's chest.

The moment the knife was thrust out, Thick Eyebrows felt a blur before his eyes—Qing Deng had vanished from his sight.

Qingdeng flashed to the side of the man with thick eyebrows, then brushed past him without even looking at him.

However, just as he was about to pass the man with the thick eyebrows, Qing Deng casually aimed the blade of his Ghost-Slaying Blade at the man's side and then swung it horizontally—

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Qingdeng left behind the piercing screams.

After several perilous moves and dodges, Qingdeng finally reached the archer closest to him.

When Qingdeng was only about seven steps away from him, the archer belatedly realized that he had been targeted by Qingdeng.

This man was quite courageous... Instead of running away from Qingdeng, he quickly raised his bow, nocked an arrow, and aimed it at Qingdeng's chest, who was now very close to him.

The man nocked and aimed the arrow very quickly... but he was a half-step slower in releasing it.

"Drink—ah!"

Qing Deng doesn't like to make a sound or emit energy when fighting, but he surprisingly shouted out loud at this moment.

He leaned to the side, extending his left shoulder diagonally, adopting a lower right stance.

The instant after he shouted, a flash of silver light appeared.

The blade that had been used to subdue ghosts traced the trajectory of the reversed robe, severing the left arm of the archer who was trying to shoot him at point-blank range from the lower right to the upper left.

Immediately afterwards, Qingdeng slammed his sword and his body into the archer's arms, slashing a large hole in the man's stomach.

Before he could even catch his breath, the approaching presence of someone came from both sides of Qingdeng once again.

"Traitor! Die! May you be punished by Heaven!"

"Heaven will punish you!"

There was an enemy on each side, one in an upper stance and the other in a middle stance, raising their swords to slash at Qing Deng.

Both men were very strong and muscular, so their slashes were quite powerful. If someone were to be struck on the head by one of their blades... their head would definitely be smashed like a watermelon that had fallen to the ground.

However, while their strikes were powerful, they were a bit slow.

Qingdeng nimbly jumped back half a step, dodging out of the two men's attack range. He intended to launch a fierce counterattack, but at that moment, a loud and piercing horn sounded from his right rear, startling him slightly.

"Wa ...

— Manifestation Flow!

Just by listening to that distinctive breathing sound, one can tell what school of martial arts the person behind them is using.

Using his "Wind Perception" ability, Qing Deng listened to the sound and took two steps to the left, dodging the sharp slash from the "Shingen-ryu Swordsman" behind him.

But at that moment... Qing Deng suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his chest.

He had a sword in his chest.

A rather short and inconspicuous dwarf, taking advantage of Qing Deng's busy dodging the attacks of the "Shigenryu Swordsman", sneaked up from Qing Deng's left front and, taking advantage of Qing Deng's unpreparedness, swung his sword horizontally and struck Qing Deng's left chest.

Fortunately, the dwarf's skills were not very good, and he couldn't get close enough to hit Qingdeng; he only managed to strike a small section of the sword tip.

However, although the wound wasn't very deep, it bled quite a bit.

Blood gushed from the wound, staining Qingdeng's clothes red.

The short, ugly man who had successfully launched a sneak attack wore a smug smile—then his smile froze in the next instant.

Because he saw that Qing Deng, who had been slashed in the chest, did not change his expression at all... as if he felt no pain.

Just as the short, stocky man was momentarily stunned by the shock, a silvery-white blade filled his entire field of vision.

Despite being stabbed in the chest, Qing Deng remained calm and retaliated with a backhand strike, his blade cleaving the skull of the short, stocky man who had ambushed him from above.

In the current situation, it is clearly impossible to stop and bandage one's wound.

Qingdeng, who could only leave his wound bleeding, quickly retreated from his spot—he had already seen seven or eight enemies surrounding him from different directions.

"He's injured! Hurry up and get him!"

Someone suddenly shouted that.

The shorty's successful sneak attack just now greatly boosted the morale of the members of the Extermination Group.

……

This traitor has finally been injured!

His body isn't made of steel! He must be exhausted by now!

No matter how skilled this traitor is, he's still just one person! How could he possibly be a match for so many of us!

……

The members of the Expeditionary Barbarians Group were all secretly thinking this with excitement.

However... what happened next made the expressions of the people who had just become optimistic and excited "extremely interesting".

"Waaaaaah!"

"Heaven will punish you!"

……

Qing Deng quickly retreated to a corner on the edge of the enemy group. Four samurai shouted "Waaah!" as they swung their swords rapidly, their four swords slashing towards Qing Deng from different directions.

Qing Deng glanced around at his surroundings, where there were no other enemies nearby, then focused his gaze on the four rapidly approaching slashes, and took a deep breath—

clang!

clang!

clang!

clang!

Qing Deng swiftly swung his sword, the wind pressure generated by the blade forming an impenetrable "wind wall"! With a series of clanging sounds, the attacks of the four enemies were all deflected.

Then, in the next instant, the "wind wall" expanded outwards!

call!

A "hurricane" like a winter cold wave swept towards the four warriors.

Ordinary winds only take away a person's heat, but this "hurricane" directly took the life of one of the four samurai. His entire face was slashed diagonally, and his features became completely blurred.

Just as Qing Deng was about to swing his sword again, sending the "hurricane" generated by the swinging blade towards the other three people, he suddenly heard several sharp whooshing sounds coming from his left and right sides.

Qingdeng didn't even look in the direction from which the sound of wind breaking came. He simply leaned back forcefully as if by reflex and took a step back.

As soon as Qingdeng left, several steel blades struck the air where he had just stood.

The attack missed... Undeterred, the group gritted their teeth, turned their blades, and the steel blade followed closely behind the retreating Qing Deng.

Although they used a force capable of splitting Qingdeng's body in two and a sword speed capable of drawing silver-white lines from the blade, Qingdeng jumped away even faster than their swords.

Qing Deng leaped to the right rear, raising Ding Guishen high above his head in an upper right stance. Using the acceleration of gravity upon landing, he struck a bald enemy. Because it was a casual slash, it did not hit the bald man's vitals, leaving only a horrifying knife wound on the bald man's left shoulder.

"Waaaaaaah! Heaven's punishment!"

As soon as Qingdeng's feet touched the ground, a burly man wielding a short spear attacked him.

clang!

Qing Deng slightly turned his body and accurately struck the tip of the short spear with a diagonal slash, forcibly changing the direction of the spear's thrust.

Just as the gunman was astonished by Qingdeng's precise defense, Qingdeng's knife slid down the gun handle to meet him. Sparks flew as the blade scraped against the metal gun barrel. The sharp slash that swung down the handle struck the gunman's face, instantly turning his entire face into a bloody mess, making it impossible to distinguish his eyes, nose, or mouth.

After swiftly dispatching the gunman, Qing Deng casually pulled out the wakizashi from the gunman's waist and entered the "dual-wielding" state again... before quickly withdrawing.

Qing Deng swung his left arm in a wide arc, the wakizashi he had just taken from the gunman's waist leaving his arm and cutting across everyone's vision, flying towards a hideous bastard not far away, a man whose appearance made one sigh, "Human eyes shouldn't be in that position."

Although the ugly man's appearance was so ugly that it was hard to look at him directly, he was quite skilled. When faced with the wakizashi that suddenly flew towards him, although he looked panicked, he did not panic at all. He nimbly and timely jumped to the side and dodged the wakizashi that shot towards him from the air.

However... this ugly guy's jump caused trouble for the person standing behind him.

"Aaaaaaah! My...my hand!"

The wakizashi stabbed the upper left arm of someone standing behind the ugly guy. The wound was not deep or fatal, but it was extremely painful.

Qing Deng didn't expect the wakizashi he casually threw to cause much damage; if it could just distract the surrounding enemies, he would consider the battle a success.

In the blink of an eye, two more warriors attacked Qing Deng from the east and west, one from the left and one from the right.

The enhanced strength of "Lone Wolf," the dynamic vision of "Eagle Eye," the reaction speed and brain thinking speed of "Concentration," the explosive power of the lower limbs of "Leading the Way," the spatial awareness of "Insight"... the effects of these talents overlap and interact with each other, making it impossible for the sword speed of the other members of the Extermination Group to keep up with Qing Deng's dodging speed.

In the blink of an eye, Qing Deng's figure disappeared from the sight of the two warriors—with astonishing explosive power, Qing Deng strode forward and flashed two steps away from the two warriors.

Then, a new enemy appeared.

The new opponent seemed to be like Aoto, someone who didn't like to talk during battle. His weapons were two wakizashi held upside down.

The man remained silent, simultaneously wielding his two swords at incredible speed, attempting to disrupt Qing Deng's attack rhythm and suppress him with a dense barrage of sword strikes.

hiss……

A thin, misty white mist wafted from Qing Deng's slightly parted lips as he calmly raised his sword, assuming his most proficient stance, the "Misty Clouds" technique.

"Wind" and "light" come together in this dual-wielding swordsman!

Clang! Clang!

Those sword shadows were deflected by Qing Deng's powerful strike, which gathered all his strength! He swung the "Stabilizing God" twice to parry the man's twin swords! Following the momentum of this fierce attack, Qing Deng took half a step forward and struck the man's body. The man collapsed to the ground before he could even utter a sound.

"Damn it! You... cough cough! Whoa!"

Just as the two men rushed over, preparing to attack Qingdeng again, one of them suddenly coughed violently a few times, and then vomited a large amount of blood with a "whoosh" sound—in the instant he was still cursing, a blade of light that drew an arc and flew horizontally severed his stomach.

"He still has the strength... Pfft! Cough cough!"

Just as the remaining man was marveling at Qing Deng's incredible prowess, Qing Deng delivered a fatal blow, thrusting the Ding Gui Shen sword into his chest and piercing his left lung.