nyslfriends Chapter 66 Unstoppable Force!
Chapter 66 Unstoppable Force!
The convoy drove away, leaving Zhao An alone, with only two knives on his body.
He was confronted by Hu Dingtian and the thirteen riders of the Hu family.
These thirteen individuals were all martial arts masters trained by their families, and each of them possessed considerable strength. They could all open martial arts academies in the outer city, passing on their skills and taking on disciples.
"Young Master, should we go and bring that scholar back?" a martial arts instructor asked as he stepped forward.
"It's alright, let's take care of this guy first." Hu Dingtian wasn't worried about Li Tianhuai escaping since he was powerless to resist. Before that, he only needed to deal with Zhao An.
"Young Master, there's no need for you to take action. I'll bring him here myself," another martial arts master volunteered, eager to prove himself.
Hu Dingtian nodded.
The martial artist then drew his long sword and kicked the horse's belly, charging towards Zhao An.
"Boy, die!" The warrior roared as the horse galloped forward, raising his long sword to strike Zhao An.
Zhao An remained calm, and suddenly swung out the hundred-forged sword in his right hand, severing the horse's legs in a clean and decisive strike!
The martial artist, on horseback, nearly lost his balance and forced himself to gather his strength to try and land firmly.
However, the cold glint of the blade had already arrived.
When he landed, the martial artist's body was broken in two, with his intestines and internal organs spilling out onto the ground.
Zhao An wiped the blood off his longsword, and without waiting any longer, he took the initiative to walk towards the group of Hu family members.
With Hu Dingtian's approval, the other martial arts masters immediately spurred their horses and rushed over.
The sight of Zhao An slaying his enemy with a single strike completely dispelled the martial artists' desire to compete in one-on-one duels.
After all, we only have one life; only by attacking together can we be sure of success!
Despite being surrounded by wolves, Zhao An showed no fear. Instead, he moved swiftly towards the group of Hu family martial artists.
His entire body had been tempered by the hard training, and he was now displaying extremely fast speed, as if his feet were equipped with springs, launching him forward.
He leaped two or three zhang in one bound!
One stroke slays a horse! One stroke slays a man!
His sword strikes were fierce, but more importantly, his strength was unparalleled!
The martial artist swung his sword to parry, but Zhao An slashed him off his horse and sent him flying more than ten meters away!
He was shocked to realize that the knife in his hand was broken in half when he landed, and what was even more horrifying was that his neck was also cut in half!
Zhao An nimbly shifted his feet, turned around and grabbed a passing horse by the tail, leaped up and stabbed the martial artist through the back with his knife.
With a tap of his toes on the horse's back, he channeled his power and kicked the horse so hard that it tumbled over.
He then boarded another horse.
The martial artist was even stronger and reacted quickly, turning around and throwing a punch at Zhao An.
His hands were protected with spiked sheaths, so when he punched someone, it would most likely tear the skin and leave bloody holes.
Zhao An actually let the other party punch him in the stomach, which shocked the other party as well.
His fist struck as if it had hit an extremely thick steel plate. Not only was Zhao An's body unharmed, but the spikes on his protective gear were broken.
"Inner armor?" The martial artist subconsciously assumed that Zhao An was wearing inner armor, or even a steel plate.
But through Zhao An's tattered clothes, it was clear that where his fist had landed was just a few solid pieces of flesh, not armor or steel plates.
But how could a body of flesh and blood be so hard?
"You!" Before he could say anything more, a large hand had already pressed down on his head.
With only a slight display of its unparalleled and terrifying strength, it snapped the martial artist's neck.
Zhao An has now mastered the fourth level of hard skills. Even though the martial artist in front of him is quite strong and has two or three hundred strands of internal energy circulating around his body, he is no different from a clay chicken or a clay dog in Zhao An's eyes.
A long sword thrust in from one side, carrying a sharp gust of wind.
Zhao An channeled his internal energy and continued to use the Wandering Body Step, his footwork light and graceful, treading on shadows in mid-air.
As he shifted positions, he struck the swordsman on the forehead with another palm strike. The seemingly light palm strike actually carried a force of over two thousand pounds!
The man's eyes immediately turned blood red, blood gushed from all seven orifices, and his entire head seemed to have been slammed into his neck by Zhao An!
In the blink of an eye, the three horses scattered, and three more corpses lay on the ground!
The remaining martial artists dared not ride in front of Zhao An any longer, and dismounted to attempt to encircle and annihilate him on foot.
However, Zhao An was even more unstoppable in this foot combat.
He held a knife in his right hand and his fists and palms flew around in his left. Any martial arts master who came into contact with him was either killed or seriously injured!
Zhao An moved with the speed of the wind, his footwork shifting between real and feint. Not only were these martial arts masters unable to touch him, but even if they were attacked with swords, he would be difficult to injure.
The Swimming Step and the Hard Bone Skill are the results of mastering two eighth-rank martial arts techniques to a high level.
In no time, most of the Hu family's martial arts masters had been killed or wounded!
Unfortunately, not all of these martial arts masters have red names.
Some are just gray-named, and even if they are killed, they cannot become soul slaves.
On the other side, Hu Dingtian finally couldn't sit still any longer. He leaped off his horse, drew his spear, and charged straight at Zhao An.
He moved with lightning speed, his spear flashing with cold light, aiming straight for Zhao An's vitals.
The gun moved with lightning speed, even Zhao An felt a chill run down his spine and dared not be careless, so he blocked it with his knife.
Ding!
The ear-piercing clang of metal against metal, the spearhead and blade rubbing together to create sparks.
Both sides felt the immense force exerted by each other!
"I wonder why you dared to stop me. You've mastered hard martial arts, achieved eighth-grade body techniques, and your fist and footwork, even your swordsmanship, are all flawless. Your internal energy has also entered your dantian!"
"With this kind of strength, they can certainly do whatever they want in this county!"
Hu Dingtian lowered his spear and spoke coldly as he stood close to Zhao An.
"However, these are nothing in the capital city!"
Zhao An looked at the other person, his expression still calm, and said lightly.
"Is the Hu family always so secretive and secretive?"
"Hmph!" Hu Dingtian didn't care about his identity being exposed. Today, he would not allow Zhao An to return to the county town and accuse him to the magistrate.
With another flick of his spear, he unleashed the military tactics he had learned.
The gun's momentum was unstoppable, as if a thousand troops were following him!
If Zhao Anruo only uses his Fierce Tiger Saber Technique to fight him, he will soon be unable to defend himself.
But now, the Fierce Tiger Blade Technique is the least noteworthy of all his skills!
With another slash, a barely perceptible, eerie blue light flickered in Zhao An's eyes.
With a thought, the Weight Technique is activated!
In an instant, the blade he swung down was wreathed in dark light, and suddenly gained an extra 500 pounds of weight!
Infuse your inner energy, and unleash your full power!
At this moment, Hu Dingtian had already vaguely sensed that something was amiss with the sound of Zhao An's sword striking the air.
But at this moment he had no time to think, and could only continue to raise his spear to meet the attack.
when!
Hu Dingtian felt a buzzing sound in his head, as if a heavy truck was crushing him with terrifying force.
His hands, gripping the gun, were torn apart, and the spear, along with the blade, slammed into his chest.
He was wearing an inner armor underneath his clothes.
But at this moment, the inner armor shattered, and the tip of the blade pierced straight into the flesh, offering no resistance whatsoever!