Treacherous currents

Having opened all seven apertures, Zhou Wuji had raised the level of his True Qi, and the power he unleashed through the Heavenly Pivot Hand had also increased tremendously.

This seemingly casual palm strike had released nearly half his True Qi in an instant.

He had no choice. Against mutinous soldiers in formation, he could only meet force with force. If he could not halt their assault and they seized an opening to kill Wuzheng, it would all be over.

Zhou Wuji lacked the strength to unleash successive Air-Splitting Palms, so he could only seize the moment to fling six White Eyebrow Needles.

But the soldiers were on guard now. Only one was killed by a White Eyebrow Needle; the others were wounded, but none had been struck in a vital spot.

Before Zhou Wuji could attack again, two skilled fighters had already raised their spears and thrust straight at him.

Both had Eighth Rank cultivation, and their spears were vicious, fast, and packed with force.

Zhou Wuji could not retreat. He could only raise his sword to meet them.

These were veterans of a hundred battles, not ignorant Demon Beasts. Facing them head-on, it would be difficult to strike their vital points precisely with White Eyebrow Needles. He was better off using his sword directly.

True Qi flowed along the Seven Star Sword as it slashed left and right at the spears. The force in both spears was steady and solid. He had intended to sweep them aside with True Qi, but failed.

Zhou Wuji knew something was wrong. This must have been some military Secret Method that enhanced their strength when they formed ranks, or perhaps they had taken some drug. In any case, these men were far stronger than the mutinous soldiers at Old Cang Village.

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