My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Fan Shuzhen said, his massive sword already cleaving downwards.

A sword gang transformed into a Dire Wolf of Kui, charging straight at the green-robed scholar in the wheelchair, leaving behind a huge crack along its path as if the earth itself was torn apart by this one stroke.

"Boom—"

Almost at the same moment.

Deng Feng also made his move.

The Azure Dragon Crescent Broadsword fell, effortlessly splitting the sword gang that had taken the form of the Dire Wolf of Kui in two, which then rapidly dissipated, vanishing without a trace.
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"I'll handle Deng Feng!"

"One each!"

Fan Shuzhen said, charging in to engage in battle with Deng Feng.

"Lord You!"

Ran Jingxuan drew his sword, "Ran is not exceptionally strong, I can only deal with Sha Wenlong; Tang Ruoshan is yours to handle first. After killing Sha Wenlong, I'll immediately come to assist you!"

"You look down on me too?!"

Sha Wenlong, thunderously angry, swung his broadsword as if a mountain were collapsing towards his opponent.

"Confinement Formation!"

"Form up!"

"Boom!"

As several generals were deep in combat, another row of soldiers holding Mystic Iron Shields advanced.

These men were the best of the best, risking their lives to launch sneak attacks; though the vast majority died instantly, it undeniably also accelerated the depletion of the enemy's gang qi.

In a situation with military officers of the same realm, surrounding and killing a warrior of the Xuanxiang Realm would take no more than five or six hundred lives.

You Jingzhi wasn't in a hurry to make a move.

After all, in his mind.

Tang Ruoshan was also at Great Success in the Xuanxiang Realm.

Making a move directly, he would likely be no match; the best strategy was to use his men to chip away at him, in addition to delaying, waiting until the other two had settled their fight before ganging up to kill him.

But just as he was tensely preparing to make a move to test the waters.

Wang Zhi...

ran away!

Wang Zhi, who had been pretending to be a master, deftly snatched a weapon from the hands of the Nanxu soldiers, killed two of them, and then ran over to the side of the wheelchair.

From his moves.

You Jingzhi realized.

This man was nowhere near the Xuanxiang Realm; let alone gang qi, he didn't even have vigor, was he merely a Refining Internal or Bone Training, or still hiding his strength, tempting him to attack?!

"Swoosh!"

You Jingzhi, after much thought, finally chose to swing his iron chain, the Iron Claw at its end smashed out like a meteor, intending to use some strength to test how powerful this man truly was.

"Rumble!"

Wang Zhi had already snatched a Mystical Iron Shield and even placed several Nanxu soldiers in front of him; as the soldiers were struck dead instantly, the Flying Claw carrying gang qi came crashing down, and he was flung backwards, losing his grip on the Mystical Iron Shield and coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Damn it, Bone Training?!"

You Jingzhi announced loudly, "Lord Eight, strategist! Tang Ruoshan is a cripple, he only has Bone Training!"

"What?!"

Ran Jingxuan, who was fighting with Sha Wenlong, suddenly realized: "No wonder he didn't dare to show himself openly before. Just as I suspected, the fearsome unarmed warrior from before was played by Deng Feng!"

That explained everything!

After all.

The only time the fearsome unarmed warrior emerged was under cover of the night where faces couldn't be clearly seen, which was proof enough of everything.

"What are you waiting for, Marquis?!"

Ran Jingxuan was overjoyed, "Kill Tang Ruoshan and Fang Qingyun, and we'll have decided the outcome!"

The current situation looked grim.

Apart from Deng Feng and Sha Wenlong, no one present had any real combat power.

In other words, there was only one at the Great Success level and one at the entry-level!

They were, frankly, utterly vulnerable!

"Old Four, what should we do?"

Wang Zhi, struck by several knives, was fiercely protecting the wheelchair. "You're crippled, and I'm useless. Use whatever means you have quickly! What's the point of playing the flute at a time like this..."

In the midst of the chaotic battle,

The Green Robed Scholar had a serious expression, but there was no panic to be seen. He methodically took out a flute he always carried with him and gently placed it to his lips as if he was about to play.

"Save it for the underworld!"

As You Jingzhi spoke,

His Flying Claw tore through the air anew, like a ghostly claw from the underworld, reaching straight for the Green Robed Scholar's crown.

At the same time,

The jade flute sounded!

"Woo woo~"

The mournful and melodious sound of the flute unexpectedly rose amidst the cacophony of clashing metal on the battlefield. It was incredibly distinct, as if coming from another realm, separate from the world of men. Then, everyone's minds were racked with pain as if being sliced by countless blades.

"Ahh—"

"Pugh!"

Some Array Soldiers even had their heads burst on the spot.

Many military soldiers of lower realms also vomited blood or died from bleeding from all orifices.

"Buzz!"

Including You Jingzhi, who was engulfed in darkness until he fully released his Protective Gang Qi, barely managed to resist. He could feel an invisible force attacking his Gang Qi along with the sound of the flute, as if countless invisible Martial Artists were hacking and slashing at him.

Even Fan Shuzhen and Ran Jingxuan were more or less affected, causing flaws to appear in their battle against their foes, nearly leading to fatal blows.

"What is this thing?!"

"How can a single flute have such tremendous power?"

"Immortal Artifact!"

"That's the Immortal Artifact in Fang Qingyun's hands!"

"He really did have something!"

"..."

"Old Four, where did you get this thing?!"

Wang Zhi stared in stunned disbelief.

There was no reply.

Fang Qingyun just signaled him with a gesture.

Go!

Wang Zhi noticed.

Just a brief moment had passed, and Fang Qingyun's complexion had turned deathly pale.

Clearly, using such a method came at a cost.

"I understand."

Wang Zhi pushed the wheelchair and started running out.

Where they passed, the encircling enemies automatically parted a way in the wake of the deadly flute sound.

"Don't let them escape!"

"Kill!"

Ran Jingxuan's lower realm meant he was the most affected, his face even twisting: "Kill Fang Qingyun!"