Blade Light in the Wind and Snow

The mountain wind was strong, its wails like the cries of ghosts, snapping many branches and stirring up the snow in the forest, mixing it with the heavy snowfall from the night sky, creating a white expanse between heaven and earth.

Qin Ming walked alone in the wind and snow, arriving at the foot of the mountain where the Mountain Patrol Group was stationed.

He decided to use the captured bow and arrows, although in his eyes it was still a "soft bow," but a New Life's weapon was much better than the Iron Bow he had used before.

The fierce wind and snow constantly lashed at his face, forcing him to squint. He changed out of his thicker warm clothes, donned his armor, and put on a thin coat.

He buried the bow and arrows he had brought, along with his package, in a snow cave, weighed it down with heavy stones, and then headed up the mountain with the Mountain Patrol's four iron spears.

Qin Ming approached silently, gradually ascending the mountain, no more than a few dozen meters away from the flat ground.

If the wind and snow weren't so heavy, the Golden Mastiff, whose size was comparable to a tiger, would probably have smelled the stranger's scent long ago.

Even so, it seemed to sense something, perking up its ears covered in golden patterns.

In one of the larger wooden houses, firelight flickered, and the shadows of several people were projected onto the window. In this frigid weather, they were drinking wine and eating fragrant, steaming yak meat from a copper pot over a charcoal fire.

"The Fire Spring in the Blood Bamboo Forest is about to go out, it's a good time to deal with that kind of spiritual creature, we need to arrange it in advance..."

The words carried on the wind. Qin Ming wanted to hear more. Some members of the Mountain Patrol Group were eyeing a certain spiritual creature in the mountains for their second New Life.

Unfortunately, he couldn't eavesdrop any longer, because the Golden Mastiff had appeared outside the shed and was looking in his direction, then opened its mouth to roar.

He aimed at the window and drew his bow at the most robust figure, Fu Entao. One iron arrow after another pierced the night like lightning, all shooting into the wooden house with a whooshing sound.

Someone inside grunted, and then all the figures fell to the ground. Next, the windows and doors of the wooden house were smashed open, and several figures rushed out, using tables and door panels as shields, then using trees and rocks as cover, their eyes sharply searching for the hidden attacker.

The Golden Mastiff barked incessantly, quite imposing, its roar scattering the snowflakes in front of it, its massive body bursting with astonishing power, fiercely running towards Qin Ming's location.

Qin Ming temporarily ignored the mutated Golden Mastiff. The iron arrows, like dense raindrops, were all aimed at one person—Fu Entao.

He didn't care about the other Mountain Patrol, only the second New Life was the most dangerous. If he could injure him, it would be more meaningful than killing the others first.

Unfortunately, Fu Entao was only hit by one arrow, and the injury was very light. The special armor he wore provided good protection, the iron arrow only penetrating half an inch.

After that, Fu Entao swept out with his long saber, most of the iron arrows were cut off, and he was quickly approaching, using the trees as obstacles.

He judged from the force of the iron arrows shot by the opponent that this opponent had not yet undergone a second New Life and was not the kind of person who was difficult to deal with.

It wasn't that Qin Ming's strength was insufficient, but that the Mountain Patrol's hard bow couldn't withstand his thousand pounds of strength, and in the end, it was broken by him.

The mutated mastiff, its body covered with gold and black spots, arrived nearby, leaping up and pouncing towards Qin Ming, white mist coming out of its bloody mouth, its white fangs exceptionally sharp, its roar shaking the mountains and forests.

However, its massive body suddenly stiffened in mid-air, its roar stopped abruptly, an iron spear flew at a terrifying speed, piercing its head, splashing several drops of blood, its fierce eyes instantly dimmed.

Undeniably, this was a relatively strong mutated creature that could cause some trouble for the New Life, but it was solved by Qin Ming with a simple throw of a spear, instant kill!

With a thud, it fell five meters in front of Qin Ming.

In the distance, Feng Yi'an saw the Golden Mastiff's body fall to the ground and shouted in distress, "Jinzi!"

A surge of anger rose in Qin Ming's heart. In the eyes of these people, the lives of the villagers outside the mountains were not as important as a vicious dog, and they even lost their composure and shouted for it.

His right arm swung violently, and another iron spear was thrown, making a frightening sound as it cut through the wind and snow, flying towards Feng Yi'an.

Feng Yi'an, with a full beard, was a Mountain Patrol who was expected to undergo a second New Life. He reacted quickly, his strong body moving horizontally, and demonstratively swung the long saber in his hand, slashing at the iron spear that flew close.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of metal clashing and sparks flying, Feng Yi'an felt his entire arm go numb, his right hand, which was holding the knife, trembled slightly, almost causing him to drop the hilt.

He was horrified. How much force was that? The iron spear grazed his body and flew into a wooden house, instantly shattering the thick door panel.

At this moment, Fu Entao, who was nearly two meters tall, stomped through the snow, kicking up large waves of snow, his speed was astonishingly fast, and he was less than ten meters away from Qin Ming.

Waiting for him was the Mountain Patrol Group's specially made iron spear, like a poisonous dragon swimming through the night, shooting towards him.

As a Second New Life, Fu Entao's perception was extremely sharp, clearly capturing the trajectory of the iron spear.

Unwilling to waste any effort, his tall body shifted slightly, dodging it with ease, his feet not stopping at all, charging towards his opponent with a gust of wind.

He avoided the cold, gleaming iron spear, but behind him, another Mountain Patrol was charging forward, more than ten meters behind him, becoming the second target.

This was intentional by Qin Ming. If Fu Entao blocked it, that would be fine, but if he dodged, then the thrown iron spear would rush towards the person following closely behind.

The Mountain Patrol behind him couldn't dodge, because the distance was too close, and Fu Entao had blocked his view just now.

"Ah..." He let out a miserable scream, the thrown iron spear piercing his chest, even his armor couldn't stop it, instantly shattering, and pieces of armor flew up.

However, this obstruction changed the trajectory of the iron spear.

After the iron spear slightly deviated from its original direction, with a thud, it pinned the Mountain Patrol to a large tree as thick as a bucket, fresh blood flowing down the shaft, staining the snow red.

He struggled in agony, clearly not going to survive.

Feng Yi'an and Shao Chengfeng in the rear felt a chill down their spines, as if they themselves were pinned to that large tree, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Fu Entao knew what had happened behind him, his face showing a stern expression, the ten-meter distance was just a leap away for him.

His head of curly black hair was blown backward by the cold wind, his animal skin cloak rustling, the long knife in his two-meter tall hand was specially made, even wider and sharper, he chopped down, as if he had the power to split mountains, incomparably brave!

Qin Ming was as steady as a rock when still, but now he moved with the force of thunder, fast and fierce, he slightly shifted to avoid the terrifying blade, and with the last iron spear clenched in his left hand, he smashed it against the blade from the side, deflecting its trajectory.

Fu Entao was slightly startled, he realized that this was not someone he could easily handle, he must have undergone Second New Life.

He pressed down hard on the knife, wanting to swing away the iron spear and continue to slash powerfully at the opponent, but he encountered strong resistance.

Qin Ming used the iron spear in his left hand to collide with the knife's surface, scraping out large sparks, blocking the long knife outside his body, and he directly advanced, his right-hand cleaver slashing towards the opponent's wide-open chest.

Fu Entao's pupils contracted, the heavy long knife in his right hand had not pushed back the iron spear, which made him feel 棘手 [thorny/troublesome] for the first time, encountering a strong opponent.

He quickly raised the black gold arm guard on his left arm, which was engraved with Mountain Monster 纹路 [patterns], blocking the clear cleaver like a pool of clear spring water, and a harsh metallic impact sound was transmitted.

Fu Entao took advantage of this to quickly retreat, like wind and thunder, stirring up all the snowflakes on the ground, shaking off the slightly passive situation after the initial collision.

He shook his slightly numb left arm and looked down, cracks appeared on the arm guard, almost being cut open, not because the opponent's knife was too sharp, but because the excessive force had cracked it.

Due to a misjudgment of the iron arrow's power, he originally wanted to instantly kill the person who released the cold arrow, but he was blocked as soon as he came up, and he began to seriously examine the figure opposite him.

Qin Ming looked at the cleaver, the blade was damaged, with obvious gaps, although it was refined from refined iron, it was definitely not comparable to the Mountain Patrol Group's armor.

He knew very well that his strength was stronger than the opponent's, but his speed was slightly insufficient. Second New Life focused on flexibility and speed. He had to fight the opponent in close combat, under the pretense that he was a New Life in the same field, to limit the opponent's advantage of being able to escape far away with one blow.

"Who are you, why are you targeting us?" Fu Entao asked, earlier seeing that the other party was so young, he thought he was an impulsive, hot-blooded teenager, wanting to cripple him before forcing him to reveal his origins.

In the face of the opponent's powerful strength, he calmed down, regarded him as an equal, and was even quite afraid, after all, the other party was too young, could he be a noble son from Red Haze City? But his clothes didn't look like it.

Qin Ming did not answer, the iron spear in his left hand pointed forward, the cleaver in his right hand slightly raised, approaching step by step, calm and composed, although he looked young, he had a great aura.

Fu Entao frowned, increasingly suspicious of Qin Ming's identity.

As Qin Ming emerged from the dim forest, approaching the Fire Spring area, Feng Yi'an and Shao Chengfeng recognized him.

They had thought the figure looked familiar earlier, but now, illuminated by the firelight, his face was clearly revealed, and they were completely stunned.

"You're Qin Ming from Double Tree Village?!" Feng Yi'an asked in disbelief. He had seen this young man several times; wasn't he a New Life not long ago? Qin Ming didn't answer, striding firmly towards his opponent, then suddenly accelerating, his spear thrusting out like an ice serpent transforming into a dragon on the snowfield, emitting a terrifying sound of tearing through the air in the wind and snow, scattering the falling snow and blasting apart the accumulated snow on the ground.

"Surround him, don't let him escape, I want to capture him alive!" Fu Entao shouted quickly as he drew his saber.

His gaze was like cold lightning, full of confidence, mainly because he was afraid that Feng Yi'an and Shao Chengfeng would be afraid to fight, so he was boosting their confidence.

"Let's encircle and suppress him, and finish him off quickly," a burly Mountain Patrol shouted, slowly approaching with his saber. He wasn't trying to rush in and kill him, but rather to create psychological pressure on Qin Ming in the vicinity.

Seeing this, Feng Yi'an and Shao Chengfeng followed suit, surrounding him and guarding key positions, ready to strike at any time, invisibly influencing the battle.

The two in the field were fighting fiercely, the Iron Bow spear with its afterimages like a dragon or snake swimming in the air, while the flashing saber light was like lightning in a rainy night, rapidly expanding the battlefield.

Feng Yi'an and Shao Chengfeng's expressions changed drastically. The young man named Qin Ming was so powerful. Could the team leader really suppress him?

Qin Ming and Fu Entao fought their way from near the Fire Spring back into the dense forest, and the three outside had to follow, cautiously surrounding them.

The two charged through the forest, and the originally intact trees suddenly crackled and snapped, with large numbers of branches falling into the snow, and even thick trees crashing down with a rumble.

Suddenly, in the dim forest, a silver-white figure pounced down from a large tree, trying to attack Qin Ming.

Qin Ming was dueling with Fu Entao, with his back to this direction. The Snow Ape raised by the Mountain Patrol Group suddenly launched an attack, pouncing from high in the air, making it somewhat difficult to defend against.

It was a mutated creature, with claws that could tear apart fierce beasts. At this moment, it was extremely ferocious and violent, reaching for Qin Ming's neck, sharp and swift.

Qin Ming had already known that there was a Snow Ape here, and had secretly found its location after going up the mountain, constantly guarding against all potential threats here.

His feet were like the wind, exceptionally agile, avoiding the Snow Ape's pouncing attack, while simultaneously slashing back with his saber towards the air. With a Pu [pu] sound, the cleaver bisected the ferocious Snow Ape at the waist!

Ape blood splattered everywhere, and it wailed as its two halves fell into the snow one after the other, soon dying completely and motionless.

Thanks to: Chen Sheng Xiao Mo, The Most Pure, Meng Ye Ye, Drunken Smoke Duan Feng, Chong Xian, Sakyamuni Lock, thank you for the support of the alliance master!