Chapter 123: Killing Game

"General Gao, why do you have to be so secretive when you come to visit us late at night? It's ridiculous."

Song Changming looked at the streets and alleys, and saw the twenty or thirty people who were blocking the way. His eyes finally fell on the leader and he said.

When Chief Gao saw that his identity was exposed, he took off the scarf covering his face and said with murderous intent.

"Since you recognized me, you know why I came here today. Be willing to be killed, or I will kill your family tonight!"

Song Changming's eyes became colder when he heard this.

After this, the two sides were destined to fight to the death today!

'Blood-piercing Spear' Chief Gao, this was the name he had when he was wandering in the martial arts world. After the fifth prince arrived in Donglai County, he was the first group of martial arts heroes to surrender to the fifth prince.

He also made some contributions on the battlefield, so he became a general with a miscellaneous title.

But although he became a general, his martial arts style did not diminish at all.

This was the case when he led his troops to rush into the General Security Office in anger, and it was the same tonight when he led people to seek revenge.

This was not something a proper general would do, but it was not out of place for these chivalrous men.

This man was used to being arrogant because of his bravery, and he turned a blind eye to the dirty things his brother had done before, and just wanted to seek revenge in the martial arts world without caring about anything.

Therefore, Song Changming was too lazy to say more nonsense, and he moved his body and rushed towards the group of black-clothed men in front of him.

"Kill!" Gao Qiu knew that Song Changming was very powerful, so the group of people he brought were all top-notch players in the army, and they were all chivalrous men, and their martial arts cultivation was either the fourth or fifth realm!

With so many powerful warriors working together to surround and kill one person, even a sixth-level warrior like him, who thought he was deeply trapped in this killing situation, would be in great danger.

After all, no matter how strong a warrior is, he is still made of flesh and blood. Normally, he will lose blood if he is chopped. Moreover, he only has a knife in his hand. Facing these twenty or thirty swords and knives swinging at him, he will die if he fails to deal with them!

However, facing this group of powerful enemies and this killing game, Song Changming is not afraid at all.

He is very confident in his current strength!

Tonight, one man and one knife are enough!

Song Changming used his light body skills, as if he was stepping on the breeze, and came in front of the two in an instant.

Both of them were shocked, as if they did not expect Song Changming to approach them so quickly, and they slashed with their knives subconsciously.

Song Changming's dragon-patterned knife was also drawn at this time.

The silver light came later and arrived first, and in an instant, it crossed the throats of the two people, so that the long knives in their hands could no longer fall.

A burst of blood sprayed, and the two people only vaguely heard the crisp sounds of wind chimes and birds.

The knife strokes, angles, strength, and accuracy were all perfect.

He killed two people with one strike!

This was the power of his perfect knife skills!

Sensing the knife wind coming from behind him, Song Changming leaned over, as if he had eyes behind his head, and cleverly avoided the attack from behind.

Then he slashed with his long knife and cut open the belly of the person behind him.

His movements and knife strikes seemed to be at a different speed from everyone else, and the movement and stillness changed very quickly!

Then he stepped sideways and kicked the wall of the alley, and the next moment he flew to the other side of the alley.

Facing the three people, he swept out with another knife.

One person was beheaded on the spot and flew several meters high.

The remaining two barely managed to hold on, but they also ended up with their knives broken and their people flying. They simply couldn't withstand Song Changming's strength and the sharpness of the dragon-patterned knife!

Although this alley is not spacious, it is enough for Song Changming to start a massacre.

"Damn it!" Gao Qiu realized that he had underestimated Song Changming's true strength.

Although they were both martial artists of the sixth realm, the skills displayed by Song Changming this time were so impressive that even martial artists of the seventh realm would be shocked.

Especially Song Changming's sword skills, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was far superior to all the martial artists present.

Not to mention fighting with Song Changming, it was almost impossible to find anyone who could block his sword.

Although they were more numerous and powerful, they were chased and killed by Song Changming alone at the end of the battle.

In a short while, the alley was full of corpses, and no one escaped Song Changming's pursuit in the end.

Song Changming shook off the blood on the dragon-patterned knife, looked at Gao Qiu who was still standing at the entrance of the alley, and said lightly: "Don't stand there, use whatever tricks you have."

The other party was slow to attack and didn't run away, which clearly showed that there was a backup plan waiting for him.

"A bunch of trash!" Gao Qiu cursed a few times, but he didn't dare to face Song Changming in person.

Just as Song Changming just killed him like a chicken, he would die if he went.

While cursing, he took out a small iron box from his arms. The moment he opened it, wisps of dark red mist floated out, and the temperature around the alley suddenly rose.

When Song Changming saw this special mist, he felt familiar.

Isn't this the unique burning mist produced by the mist gold!

Then, as expected, Gao Qiu took out an irregular piece of metal from the iron box, which was golden and was exactly the mist gold!

"I didn't want to use it. After all, if it was discovered that I had hidden the mist gold, it would be troublesome. You forced me to do this!"

As he said that, the burning mist from the mist gold in Gao Qiu's hand all floated to one side in an orderly manner.

Song Changming heard the sound of horses' hooves drooping to the ground and the heavy roar of a monster, and he couldn't help but become cautious.

"Go! Tear him to pieces!" Gao Qiu ordered.

The next moment, a black horse rushed into the alley.

It was said to be a dark horse, but its mutated body shape was only half or sixty-nine like a horse at most.

The ferocious horse head became somewhat similar to the head of a monitor lizard, with a split and protruding mouth full of fangs.

The whole body is covered with bulges and weird horniness, and there are sharp thorns everywhere on the head, back, neck and abdomen.

In addition, the size has become much larger, and it feels like it is being squeezed into an alley.

When it comes, it's like hitting a high-speed train.

Facing the wind pressure, Song Changming's face became a little more solemn, and he no longer held back in the face of such mutated fog beasts.

Holding the dragon pattern knife in both hands, he took one step forward and suddenly slashed forward.

The powerful force of the sword swept across, and the blade broke through the layers of air waves surging in front of it, slashing directly on the face of the fog beast.

The next moment, Song Changming felt an extremely strong repulsive force running along the blade and impacting his whole body, making his chest feel tight and his arms numb.

That is to say, he practiced multiple sets of physical exercises, and his body was strengthened from the inside out more than once before he could withstand this terrifying impact.

Otherwise, if it were other people who had been hit by this mist beast, their flesh and blood would have been flying everywhere, and they might have been crushed into several pieces.

Song Changming was knocked back more than ten meters and stabilized his body. The muscles and bones of his arms were strong, and except for some pain and numbness, they were not broken by the impact.

The fog beast was chopped to the ground by Song Changming, like a truck that lost control at high speed, directly collapsing the alley wall next to it, causing a lot of noise.

He has confirmed that this is a high-level fog beast. It resisted his powerful and heavy sword, but only a shallow blood mark appeared on its head.

That is to say, the texture of the dragon pattern knife in his hand is tough enough, otherwise the violent collision would be like a spark hitting the earth, and all ten knives would be broken.

This is also the value of swords and sharp weapons.

"If the fight continues, the neighbors next door will have objections."

Song Changming murmured in his heart, and without stopping, he charged towards the high-level mist beast that was still struggling.

"Why don't you hurry up and absorb the essence and blood on the ground! I specially prepared so much for you, just for you to see?!" At the entrance of the alley, the high chief became so angry that he even cursed his own fog beast.

In the collision just now, Song Changming was not directly smashed to pieces. Instead, his fog beast was chopped to the ground. This result made him somewhat unacceptable.

Fortunately, he understood that the fog beast could continue to strengthen itself by relying on its essence and blood.

The twenty or thirty military masters he brought were not only to deal with Song Changming, but also potential resources for him to evolve the fog beast, the last resort!

The mist beast struggling to get up on the ground did obey the high chief's order and began to stir up the corpses on the ground. For a while, the blood mist began to fill the place, and was continuously absorbed by the mist beast.

Song Changming, who was on the other side, was also aware of this characteristic of the fog beast. He immediately changed his target and used his light body skill to jump over the fog beast. Then he climbed over an alley wall and disappeared from the sight of the high chief.

The high chief was stunned for a moment, and then his heart tightened quickly, and he pulled out a large iron gun carried on his back.

At the same time, he ordered the fog beast to quickly retreat to his side.

As soon as this order was given, the courtyard wall on his side was suddenly smashed into pieces, rocks flew, and a cold sword light struck directly at him.

Everything happens in a flash of lightning.

In a hurry, the high chief only had time to raise his gun in front of him.

The falling sword light suddenly deflected, like a flying swallow turning half a circle around the iron spear.

The next moment, the high chief felt that his hands holding the gun had lost all feeling.

He didn't come back to his senses until the spear hit the ground, and he was horrified to find that there was only a bloody cut left on his wrist.

Both hands were chopped off, and the big iron spear fell to the ground!