[You successfully killed Black Wind Stronghold lackey Zhao Bing and gained 600 Cultivation points!] [You successfully killed a Black Wind Stronghold lackey...]
Several bandits flew backward at once, knocked straight to the ground by Meng Qingshan's astonishingly powerful swing. Almost none of those in the front row survived, while those in the rear, toppled by the force of the blow, lay groaning on the ground.
By now, the strength attribute of Meng Qingshan's External Arts had passed a hundred, reaching a full 104 points. Coupled with the Dark Iron Water-Fire Cudgel, itself a ferocious weapon of immense weight and force, how could these bandit lackeys contend with him? A graze left them crippled; a solid hit left them dead.
Just then, shouts of battle drew closer and swept into the stronghold.
A group of armored men charged into the stronghold with weapons in hand, led by Wang the General and the chief escorts of the Three Escort Agencies.
"Constable Meng, we're here to help!" Wang the General spotted Meng Qingshan, whom no living soul dared approach within ten paces, and immediately shouted, leading his soldiers toward him.
Meng Qingshan stood in the center of the stronghold, the Dark Iron Water-Fire Cudgel whirling like the wind in his hands. Every swing came with the bandits' screams.
Seeing that reinforcements had arrived, he immediately fixed his gaze on Xiong Batian. "Xiong, that head has been sitting on your shoulders for safekeeping for a month. Tonight, it's time you returned it to me!"
Xiong Batian scoffed. "Kid, you don't think this is all Black Wind Stronghold has to offer after standing outside Jade Mountain City for so long, do you? Throw them!"
As Xiong Batian finished speaking, a squad of Black Wind Stronghold lackeys stepped out behind him, each holding a