Chapter 288: Chapter 0235: They Are All Spies Chapter 288: Chapter 0235: They Are All Spies Chapter 0235 They Are All Spies
Decisively Qi Tian unsheathed his Red Hoop Stick and pointed it towards the approaching border soldiers, his tone ice cold: “I am, the Acting County Teacher of the Imperial Master Mansion. How dare you presu to intercept and kill . You are all rebels that deserve to die.”
The cultivator at the third level of the Foundation Establishnt Stage shouted: “Don’t listen to his nonsense, release your arrows.”
Imdiately, archers stepped forward, aiming their arrows at Qi Tian. Qi Tian slightly shifted his concentration, initiating the Strider Cricket Skills. His speed jumped to thirty ters per second as he charged towards the cultivator at the third level of the Foundation Establishnt Stage.
The cultivator had been on guard against any sudden attacks from Qi Tian, but he could not have expected Qi Tian’s speed to be so incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, Qi Tian was in front of him. Before he could react, Qi Tian had already raised his stick high. Using the amplification effect from the Heavenly Dao Engine, Qi Tian swept the Eighteen Demonic Strokes horizontally towards the cultivator.
If it had been a direct confrontation, Qi Tian, even if he could defeat the cultivator, certainly would have to fight several rounds. However, Qi Tian utilized his extraordinary speed coupled with the effect of the Heavenly Dao Engine, creating an instantaneous crushing blow.
Boom! The Eighteen Demonic Strokes landed heavily on the cultivator, collapsing half of his body and sending him flying. He fell to the ground, motionless.
Qi Tian showed no signs of stopping. He continued to use the Strider Cricket Skills, maintaining a speed of thirty ters per second. Like a ghost, he moved through the border soldiers, swinging the Eighteen Demonic Strokes incessantly. Each blow either cleared an area or killed a cultivator.
The border soldiers hadn’t expected Qi Tian to be so ferocious. By the ti so responded and attempted to flee, it was already too late. Qi Tian had brought down many, and he was too fast to allow the rest any opportunity to escape. Even if they scattered in different directions, Qi Tian would catch up to them in an extrely short ti, killing them one by one.
There were probably over a hundred of these border soldiers, and in just a minute or so, they all fell under Qi Tian’s strikes. Blood flowed like a river in front of the Commander Mansion, leaving no survivors.
Qi Tian snorted coldly. He waved his hand towards the body of the cultivator, and the Transporting Whirlwind flew out from his palm, bringing the body towards him. He casually pulled off the Storage Bag from the corpse, fumbled around the body for a bit, then tossed the corpse into the Heavenly Dao Engine as fuel.
Next, Qi Tian walked towards the Commander Mansion carrying the Eighteen Demonic Strokes. He was curious if Huang Zhiwei had the gall to let people attempt to kill him at the doorstep.
However, as soon as he set foot in the gate of Commander Mansion, he felt sothing was wrong. He noticed that the mansion door was wide open, and there was complete silence inside. Upon close sniffing, he could also detect a hint of the sll of blood. He was standing upwind, so it should have been hardly possible for him to sll the blood outside the gate. The fact that he could only ant that the blood sll was coming from inside the mansion.
Qi Tian’s expression changed instantly. He hurriedly ran into the mansion. Having been here once before, he was familiar with the layout. Soon, he saw from a distance that the hall where Huang Zhiwei used to receive visitors during the day was now brightly lit. Huang Zhiwei, the commander of Tonggun Left Guard Station, was kneeling on the ground, a blade against his throat. And right in front of him, soone was sitting loosely, a smug expression that he could not hide on his face.
One look, and Qi Tian knew that Huang Zhiwei was in absolute danger. This also explained why he was intercepted at the gate of Commander Mansion. It turned out that Huang Zhiwei himself was in danger, and the people at the gate were no longer under his control.
A cold light flashed in Qi Tian’s eyes. He didn’t care who these people holding Huang Zhiwei hostage were, nor their motives. In a few more hours, the Chi Di people would march south to attack, and if anything happened to the highest commander, the border guards would have no leader. This could result in disastrous consequences. Regardless of whether Qi Tian was responsible or not, he couldn’t just stand by and watch the Chi Di people invade the Great Zhao and slaughter the citizens like cattle and sheep.
The people holding Huang Zhiwei hostage were mostly ordinary people, along with one cultivator at the Foundation Establishnt stage. Qi Tian was sure he could control the situation if he stord in, but the problem was he couldn’t ensure Huang Zhiwei’s safety. Huang Zhiwei was just a mortal; even if a Qi Cultivation Period cultivator was involved, there were countless ways to kill Huang Zhiwei before Qi Tian could take control.
If rushing in to rescue wasn’t possible, it was ti for another thod. Qi Tian stretched out his hand, pulled out the bottle containing the Three Days Drunk, and tossed it into the hall. The cultivator reacted quickly. Before the bottle hit the ground, he emitted a gust of air, shattering the bottle. Imdiately, the Three Days Drunk turned into thick smoke, filling up the hall. The effect of Three Days Drunk was extrely overpowering – anyone who got even a bit of it would imdiately fall unconscious. There was no other possibility.
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