115: Bloodstained Black Reef

"We've been spotted! Brothers, kill! Leave none of these Wokou, not a single one!" Qin Feng shouted sternly. The qingming sword was already unsheathed, glinting with a cold green light under the faint morning light and flickering torches.

"Kill—!"

Behind him, the allied forces of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion and the Green Fish Bandits erupted with earth-shattering battle cries. Over a hundred Martial Artists charged like a bursting flood, fearlessly rushing toward the Wokou emerging from all parts of the camp.

Although those Wokou were caught off guard and disheveled, there wasn't much panic on their faces. Instead, they bore a beast-like ferocity and madness. They let out strange howls and swung their gleaming Katanas, clashing head-on with the allied forces.

Upon the first contact, the allied forces felt immense pressure!

"Clang! Crack!"

The sounds of clashing metal and shattering echoed incessantly. The quality of the Katanas in the Wokou's hands was indeed excellent, just as Mace had said; they were at least Low Grade Profound Rank, sharp and resilient. Often, an allied Martial Artist would block with all their might, only for their weapon to be severed by a single strike, sparks flying! Immediately after, another Wokou would follow up with a coordinated strike, easily tearing through the Protective Aura or leather armor the allied warrior had hastily gathered, bringing forth a spray of blood!

Although the allied forces held a massive numerical advantage—more than four times the enemy's—the Wokou managed to withstand the first wave of impact thanks to their superior weapons, ferocious fighting style, and skilled coordination. Instead, they inflicted significant casualties on the allies! Amidst the screams, more than ten allied Martial Artists had already fallen in pools of blood.

"Their weapons are too powerful! Be careful!"

"Three against one! Tie them down! Don't fight them head-on!" Steward Liu shouted hoarsely as he deflected a Wokou's slash, his palm numbed by the impact.

Qin Feng's eyes were cold as the qingming sword transformed into a green traveling Dragon. As he performed the Hundred Flowers Sword Technique, the sword light was sometimes as dazzling as blooming flowers to confuse the eyes, and sometimes as cunning as a venomous snake emerging from its hole, striking directly at vital points.

"Qiang! Qiang! Crack!"

He specifically targeted the Wokou wielding Low Grade Profound Rank Katanas. As a Peak Profound Rank weapon, the quality of the qingming sword far surpassed theirs. Wherever the blade passed, it severed several Katanas in quick succession! Without losing momentum, he slit their throats or pierced their hearts, instantly finishing off several ferocious Wokou.

Meanwhile, a ghost-like black shadow darted through the chaotic battlefield. Ji Ruxue was like a dancer in the dark night; her Movement Techniques had returned to their Peak on land. With every flash, the dagger in her hand took a Wokou's life. She specialized in vital points and attacking from blind spots. Many Wokou fell, clutching their spurting throats before they could even react, greatly disrupting the Wokou's formation.

In the relatively safe rear of the battlefield, Xiaochun's busy figure moved about. She dragged the heavily wounded allied Martial Artists behind cover. Her hands glowed with a soft, vibrant green light. The Healing Techniques driven by her Body of a Hundred Medicines were extraordinary; wounds stopped bleeding and healed at a visible rate, pulling many Martial Artists back from the brink of death.

"Quick! Carry them over here!" Xiaochun's voice was anxious yet exceptionally firm.

On the other side, the battle in the core circle was even more intense.

Sasaki Taro was fuming with rage; he hadn't expected his home base to be raided! Seeing his subordinates fall one after another, his eyes turned bloodshot. He unleashed his aura of the Peak Early Stage Martial King without reservation. The Katana in his hand, which was clearly of higher quality, whistled through the air as he frantically slashed at Zhao Mang.

"You damned people of the Qian Kingdom! You shall all die!"

Zhao Mang's expression was grave. Although he was an Early Stage Martial King, his opponent was at the Peak, and his saber techniques were ruthless and cunning, carrying a desperate madness. He pushed his Cultivation Technique to the limit, his fists and palms interlacing. His powerful Hundred Flowers Protective Aura constantly collided with the opponent's saber light, producing deafening booms. The resulting airwaves pushed back the combatants from both sides. He was temporarily pinned down by Sasaki, making it difficult to Clone.

Elsewhere, Mace faced off against a Wokou sub-leader who was a Half-Step Martial King. Both used fire-attribute Cultivation Techniques, making the fight exceptionally explosive. Flame Palm Shadows and scorching Saber Qi flew everywhere, igniting the surrounding thatched huts and leaving the battle in a stalemate.

The last Half-Step Martial King Wokou sub-leader was being desperately held back by Steward Liu and several Late-stage and Peak Grand Martial Masters. Relying on their numerical advantage and coordination, Steward Liu and the others barely held on, but they were in constant peril; defeat was only a matter of time.

While slaying ordinary Wokou, Qin Feng closely monitored the overall situation, and his heart continued to sink.

"Damn it! We are at a complete disadvantage in terms of high-end combat power!" He saw clearly: Zhao Mang was suppressed, Mace was barely holding her own, and Steward Liu's side was in critical danger. Once any of the high-end battle circles collapsed, the entire allied force would immediately crumble!

"I must deal with these grunts as quickly as possible and concentrate our strength to help!"

A fierce light flashed in his eyes. He pushed the Wind Spirit Illusion Steps to the limit, his body weaving through the Wokou like a ghost. The qingming sword specifically targeted the small leaders who held Sharp Weapons and worked in coordination. The precise insight brought by his Sword Heart allowed him to always find the minute flaws in the enemy's coordination, delivering fatal blows!

"Puchi!"

Another Grand Martial Master level Wokou attempting to organize a counterattack was pierced through the throat by his sword.

"Everyone! Don't fear their blades! Attack their lower bodies and disrupt their coordination! Their blades are long; close-quarters combat is our advantage!" Qin Feng shouted while fighting, using his Internal Energy to project his voice across the battlefield.

Hearing this, the allied Martial Artists' spirits were lifted. They changed their tactics, no longer clashing head-on but instead using their numerical advantage to engage in attrition and harassment. They specifically targeted the Wokou's lower bodies and flanks, instantly causing the Wokou's ferocious offensive to stall.

With the pressure slightly reduced, Qin Feng's gaze immediately shifted to the most dangerous battle circle—Steward Liu's side!

That Half-Step Martial King Wokou sub-leader had clearly noticed Qin Feng, a troublesome figure who was moving through the grunts as if they were nothing. Seeing Qin Feng's gaze, a sinister grin appeared on his face. He forced Steward Liu back with a powerful slash, turned his body, and actually abandoned his original target. Like a pouncing wolf, he charged straight at Qin Feng, carrying a fierce Saber Qi!

"Kid! I'll slaughter you first!"

Cold killing intent instantly locked onto Qin Feng!