Wang Qi had already advanced to the Seventh Rank ten years ago. He had experienced many major battles in the army, honing his martial arts skills to an extremely high level.
Although he has not yet been able to condense True Qi, he can control his muscles and internal organs inside and outside his body at will.
When he opened his mouth to speak, his chest produced a deep, powerful, and resonant sound, so strong that it even caused a tremor and echo within the Daoist temple.
Wuzheng, who was presiding over the altar in the temple, felt a chill in his heart. The martial artist on the other side had such powerful strength that he had truly reached the level of exhaling as loud as thunder, and was not far from the Sixth Rank of condensing True Qi.
Moreover, the enemy had a large number of soldiers, and just by listening to the orderly footsteps of these bandits, one could tell that they were all elites.
Tonight is even more dangerous than the Old Cang Village; if things go wrong, they will all die.
Wuzheng looked at Zhou Wuji, who was standing at the entrance of the main hall. Zhou Wuji explained to Wuzheng in a low voice, "I just lured them here; I didn't intend to fight them one-on-one."
Zhou Wuji observed that the other person's facial features bore a striking resemblance to the Seventh Rank soldier he had killed.
This man's vital Qi and Blood was as strong as boiling water, Sha Qi as intense as fire, making him far stronger than that Seventh Rank soldier!
Wuzheng said, "As long as we guard the main hall, the enemy won't be able to find anything to start the fire in their haste, and they won't dare to linger here for too long."
"Their opponents are all elites, equipped with powerful crossbows and bows, and skilled in formation combat. They will never fight you one-on-one. Junior brother, you understand that."
With the Heavenly Emperor statue serving as the central altar, there was no need for them to risk going out to fight.
If the altar is destroyed, it's not too late to draw your sword and take action.
A group of Daoist priests entered the main hall through the back door. They were all Wuzheng's disciples and followers, and they were used to working together.
Even though they didn't quite understand what was happening, at Wuzheng's command, everyone straightened their clothes, took their positions, and assisted Wuzheng opening the altar.
The Northern Pole Sect reveres the Northern Emperor, and its most important magic array is the Big Dipper Seven Stars Formation.
The seven Daoist priests formed a group and stood in their respective positions according to the seven stars.
Wuzheng, the host, stood firmly in the Northern Pole position. The seven Daoists each held a magic sword, chanting incantations to circulate True Qi and gather Law Power.
Some servants, upon hearing the bell, hurriedly ran to the main hall. Of course, some pretended not to hear it and hid in their rooms.
Wuzheng all of that; seeing that it was almost time, he ordered the back door to be shut shut.
These were all rehearsed long ago. Although the Daoists were uneasy when something happened suddenly in the middle of the night, with Wuzheng charge, they were able to remain calm and get things done.
Wuzheng he heard the back door close. It would have been troublesome if someone had sneaked in from behind and caused a ruckus.
Wang Qi had already led them into the courtyard, which was no more than ten steps away from the main gate of the hall.
Wang Qi saw Zhou Wuji standing in front of the door. The hall was dimly lit, and Zhou Wuji's face was hidden in the shadows with his back to the light. But Wang Qi's eyesight was so sharp that he could still see Zhou Wuji very clearly.
He had heard Zhang Xinhu mention Zhou Wuji several times, and each time Zhang Xinhu emphasized Zhou Wuji's youth and handsome appearance.
In retrospect, Zhang Xinhu's assessment was quite accurate; he was indeed young and handsome, and even possessed a refined and elegant demeanor.
Judging by his appearance alone, you'd never guess this kid is a cold-blooded swordsman who kills without hesitation.
Wang Qi glanced at it only once before whispering the order, "Release the arrows."
He wanted to take revenge himself, but his opponent was prepared, and he dared not be careless in the face of the temple guarded by many Daoist priests.
As deserters, they had limited arrows. They had run out of arrows by the time they got here.
If it weren't for avenging his brother and incidentally robbing money and food, he really wouldn't have been willing to use arrows.
Four crossbowmen crouched in front, while four archers drew their bows behind them, and all eight fired their arrows simultaneously.
At this distance, a strong bow was enough to pierce armor, and all four archers were highly skilled, so all four arrows were fired at Zhou Wuji.
Zhou Wuji drew his sword and unleashed a flurry of strikes, transforming the sword light before him into a dazzling display of power.
It was the Dusk Snow Sword Dusk Snow Reaching the Heavens sword that it used.
By temporarily upgrading the Flowing Cloud Sword and the Falling Goose Sword to the Transformation Realm, Zhou Wuji's sword speed increased by about 20%.
It may not seem like much, but his swordsmanship was already at a very high level, and this slight improvement allowed him to easily deal with the barrage of arrows.
The seemingly continuous slashing blade turned into a spine upon contact with the heavy arrows, instantly sending all four arrows flying.
Just then, four crossbowmen fired their arrows simultaneously. They were not using repeating crossbows, but heavy crossbows.
It can penetrate three layers of heavy armor within a hundred paces, making it extremely powerful.
Even those Demon Beast that were a dozen or two feet tall could not withstand the attack of the heavy arrows.
Zhou Wuji had enhanced his Six Yang Dharma Eye, and he could even see the thick black hairs on the crossbowman's fingers.
There's a process involved between the crossbowman pulling the trigger and the bolt being fired.
By the time the crossbow bolts were fired, Zhou Wuji had already dodged behind a wooden pillar beside him.
Four crossbow bolts whizzed past him, piercing diagonally upwards into the main hall.
Standing in front of the statue, Wuzheng pointed a finger and activated the Big Dipper Heavenly Gang.
This Law Technique can be cast using talismans or directly.
With the blessing of the Northern Emperor statue and the combined Law Power of the seven Daoist priests, Wuzheng was able to directly unleash the Big Dipper Divine Gang.
Seven o'clock, the azure starlight shone brightly, transforming into a curtain of azure light in front of Wuzheng.
The crossbow bolts, capable of piercing three layers of heavy armor, struck the light barrier, creating ripples of light, but ultimately failed to break through the light barrier formed by the Big Dipper Heavenly Gang.
Wang Qi could see it clearly from the courtyard, and he couldn't help but frown slightly. These shabby Daoist priests really had some skills.
Wang Qi always looked down on monks and Daoists. In battle, their Sha Qi aura was overwhelming, and their magic and Law Technique Divine Ability were utterly useless.
He wandered thousands of miles, killing some foolish Daoist priests and monks along the way, but they were all easily defeated.
That's why Wang Qi didn't really take Hidden Dragon Temple seriously.
It was only at this moment that Wang Qi realized that there was indeed a story behind the Daoist temple and shrine; he had never seen anyone use Law Technique to block powerful crossbow bolts before.
The main hall doors were wide open; it wouldn't be difficult to storm in. However, the rabble's Law Technique was powerful, so he didn't want to resort to brute force.
If there is enough time, you can prepare torches and firewood and set the house on fire. No matter how sturdy a house is, it cannot withstand a fire.
Since we can't take shortcuts right now, we have no choice but to attack head-on!
Wang Qi didn't think about it for too long. The Daoists didn't even have bows and arrows. How long could they hold out with just their Law Technique?
He brought fifty men with him this time; it would be a joke if he couldn't even take down a small Daoist temple.
Time is precious; it would be troublesome if someone ran to the county town to report the news.
Wang Qi immediately waved his hand. "Spearmen, form ranks!"
Two squads of pikemen, clad in full lamellar armor, marched forward in formation, spears raised.
The pikemen gathered together, with the rear ranks of pikemen advancing through the gaps to form a dense gun formation.
Dense, fully armored spear formations are vulnerable to crossbows and bows; even cavalry dare not charge them head-on.
The numerous rebel soldiers, having endured many battles, were all extremely brave and daring in battle.
Zhou Wuji also found the dense gun formation troublesome.
In open terrain, one can maintain distance and eliminate enemies one by one. However, in a closed room like the main hall, a dense gun emplacement is much harder to break through.
Of course, he could activate the Northern Pole Heavenly Gang Divine Talisman and charge straight into the spear formation.
However, since the opponent also has Seventh Rank expert, he wouldn't be so reckless and adventurous.
Several squads of fully armed soldiers advanced forward, guns blazing, with an imposing aura that seemed capable of destroying everything in their path.
Upon seeing this, the Daoist priests operating the magic array in the main hall all turned pale and their limbs went weak.
At this critical moment, Wuzheng remained calm and resolute, shouting, "Stay calm! With the Northern Emperor protecting us, what is there to be afraid of!"
Although the Daoist priests managed to calm down, their movements remained quite stiff.
Wuzheng the Daoist priests, raised the Tianpeng Ruler, pointed it forward, and chanted an incantation. "Tianpeng, Tianpeng, command the thunder and lightning, hasten as the Northern Emperor commands!"
The runes on the Tianpeng Ruler shone brightly, and the Law Power gathered by the Northern Emperor statue was transformed into Yin Thunder through the Tianpeng Ruler and released forward.
The water-like light formed by the Yin Thunder rushed straight towards the dense gun formation like a long snake. Upon seeing this, many soldiers shouted in unison. Although they did not possess True Qi, they had the bloodthirsty aura of countless battles.
The blood-red aura formed by the numerous soldiers arrayed in formation appeared to Zhou Wuji as a thick layer of bloody light draped over all the soldiers.
The water-like light formed by the Yin Thunder came into contact with the thick blood-red light, splitting into hundreds of twisted streams of light, emitting a deafening roar.
Immediately, some of the soldiers marching in formation had their hair and beards turn to black smoke, and they staggered and collapsed to the ground.
Most of the remaining soldiers were shocked; they had never seen such powerful Law Technique before.
Wang Qi shouted from behind, "Charge forward and kill him! There's no turning back!"
Wang Qi led his group to the Siming Mountains, killing countless people along the way. The entire group held Wang Qi in the highest esteem.
The mutinous soldiers all knew that they had blood on their hands and would surely die if they were captured.
With the Blood Baleful Intent Instruction activated, his blood boiled, and only one thought occupied his mind: Kill, kill, kill!
The soldiers, enraged, disregarded their fallen comrades and charged toward Wuzheng with Wuzheng.
Wuzheng raised the Tianpeng Ruler once more and released the Heavenly Pivot Yin Thunder.
Like lightning, water and thunder erupted and splashed everywhere. Seven or eight more soldiers were knocked down by the lightning, but more than ten people still rushed to Wuzheng's side.
Just then, Zhou Wuji rushed out from the side, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw six White Eyebrow Needle.
Although the soldiers could not see the White Eyebrow Needle, they all heard the sharp whistling of the flying needles piercing the air.
Several soldiers instinctively ducked their necks and hid their heads, avoiding the White Eyebrow Needle.
Three others reacted too slowly and had the White Eyebrow Needle pierce their skulls.
The True Qi attached to the White Eyebrow Needle exploded after entering their brains, turning their brains into tofu dregs, and the three soldiers died on the spot.
The remaining soldiers sensed something was wrong and immediately turned around, raising their guns and thrusting at Zhou Wuji.
Relying on his powerful True Qi, which had advanced to the Seventh Rank, Zhou Wuji met the rapidly thrusting spear with a palm strike.
The Heavenly Pivot Hand unleashed a torrent of power from the Sky-Piercing Palm, blasting six spears that were thrusting forward. The spears were shattered and scattered in all directions. The two leading soldiers suffered chest injuries, coughing up blood as they collapsed to the ground, clearly beyond saving.
The remaining soldiers were horrified. What kind of martial art was this, so domineering?