Lin Feng looked at the ground and saw the blood of his dragon-colt horse. Lin Feng grabbed his sword and didn’t move backwards, instead he moved towards the armored horses of Mo Yue.
“Die!” When the soldiers on their armored horses saw that Lin Feng wasn’t retreating, they rushed towards him with killing intent while raising their spears.
Lin Feng’s sword was quiet, dazzling and ice-cold.
The cold and resplendent flow emitted by the sword seemed like it could cover the entire country.
The cavalry which were charging towards him were suddenly cut into two pieces. The upper half was flying through the air and the lower half remained on horseback.
“Deadly sword.” Lin Feng’s expression was ice–cold. Then, his expressionless and dark eyes could be seen. Lin Feng continued to kill the enemies which rushed towards him. The cavalry was being massacred.
Lin Feng continued moving forwards, attacking large groups of enemies with his sword.
One sword swing and a dozen enemies would die.
But at that moment, Lin Feng was already completely surrounded by the enemy troops. They weren’t moving towards him at full speed anymore in small groups. They all raised their spears towards him. Immediately after, they all charged towards Lin Feng. If they all attacked him, Lin Feng would certainly die.
The terrifying force emanating from Lin Feng’s deadly sword was enveloping the enemies causing them all to feel an immense fear. They all had a cold sweat running down their backs.
“Lonely… sword.” Lin Feng’s body spun at full speed as he attacked enemies in every direction. Every person touched by his sword would meet an incredibly violent death. A single attack was enough to kill dozens of soldiers where they stood.
While meeting his enemies face to face, a brave and courageous cultivator would always win.
Lin Feng jumped into the air and landed on a horse. He released a cold sharp energy into the atmosphere. In the blink of an eye, the horse quickly became docile. Lin Feng cut off its reins and galloped forward at full speed.
His sword was emitting a radiant glow. A single strike would mean death. Lin Feng was a single mounted soldier cutting his way through the enemy army like an invincible war god.
Duan Ren Border was only about five kilometres away from where the soldiers were stationed. Even though it was a very short distance, the landscape had turned into a bloody hell, there were countless corpses which now decorated the landscape.
There were three thousand archers situated above the Duan Ren Border. They were all the most elite archers. Each time they saw the Mo Yue troops approach, they filled the sky with their arrows. The passage leading to the Duan Ren Border was narrow and could only accommodate a few people. Even if they tried to hide from the arrows they would not have anywhere to hide, this is why the Mo Yue troops didn’t dare enter. They did not know how to avoid the arrows raining down on them.
Another reason why the Mo Yue troops would not enter the narrow passage is that there was a man blocking the passageway. If that man guards the pass, ten thousand soldiers cannot get through. That man was Liu Cang Lan, the Divine Arrow. The Xue Yue troops could only stay behind him or climb on up the cliffs of the Duan Ren Border, waiting for the enemy.
If the Mo Yue troops arrived, Liu Cang Lan would inevitably kill them.
Liu Cang Lan’s arrows never missed its target and his arrows were always deadly.
While looking at the Xue Yue troops being massacred on the horizon, Liu Cang Lan had the feeling that his heart was being stabbed.
Lin Feng arrived in front of Liu Cang Lan on his new horse, he immediately got down and stood to Liu Cang Lan’s side. He was calmly looking at the countless deaths on the horizon.
These troops were all dying because of Duan Tian Lang’s grudge against Lin Feng.