章 1089: The Banquet (III)

Long Qing was confident because he was never alone. He had many people inside, as well as around him by the river. Those were no ordinary cavalrymen. They were the most powerful cultivators from Taoism and the East Royal Court. Even if Ning Que could defeat ten thousands of enemies by himself, he would never be able to take down these powerful cultivators effortlessly.

Ning Que also noticed something strange today: none of the cultivators were intimidated by his iron bow. Instead, they charged fearlessly and continuously.

When he took their hands, they held the weapons in their other hands and attacked again. When he took their legs, they hopped on with single legs. Those wounded jumped out of their own blood and never cared about being killed in the next moment. It was weirdly horrifying.