He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 301 How Many Can You Kill
No matter how many Yuanwu realm masters come, I will kill them all!

Tian Daheng's heartbeat paused and his mouth became dry.

Thousands of pills are enough to create dozens of martial artists at the pinnacle of martial arts.

Although Wushuang Fort is very powerful, there are only a dozen people at the peak of martial arts.

As for the Yuanwu Realm...

Tian Daheng looked at the hundreds of feather arrows beside him, all of them were precious weapons.

The large bow placed aside was glowing with a strange divine light. It was made from the Nine-bend Divine Marrow Wood and the tendons of demon apes and monsters.

Although this longbow has been eliminated after the advent of the Sun-Chasing Bow, it does not mean that it is weak.

"I can only pull the bow to its full extent when I reach the eighth level of Yuanwu Realm. If I am not strong enough, two people can work together. The Chaos Arrow can kill the enemy without aiming." Jiang Lin said.

There were hundreds of feather arrows that he had newly made. They were only of the lower-grade precious weapon quality, but when paired with that longbow, even a ninth-grade Yuanwu realm master would not be able to match them.

The sound of sharpening the knife stopped. Jiang Lin stood up, picked up the animal skin, wiped the blade clean, and then handed it to Tian Daheng.

"This sword is indestructible. It is used for self-defense."

Tian Daheng took it with both hands, and saw that the five branches of the magical tree had been lit up on the blade, which was obviously a top-grade spiritual weapon!
Tian Daheng was stunned. After he came to his senses, he was shaking with excitement.

How could I be so worthy that one day I could hold a top-grade spiritual weapon and kill the enemy!
"grown ups……"

Seeing Tian Daheng trembling all over, Jiang Lin said calmly: "Although I don't want to directly take over Zuowang Tower, I can't just stand by and watch you get bullied."

"If there is someone that the precious soldiers cannot kill, I will give you the spiritual soldiers. If the spiritual soldiers cannot kill him, I will give you the mysterious soldiers. If the mysterious soldiers cannot kill him, I still have the Yuan soldiers!"

"Let me kill you!"

puff-

Tian Daheng knelt on the ground, holding a top-grade spiritual sword in his hands, his heart pounding.

"Don't worry, my lord. Zuowanglou will not bring shame to your reputation. If we fail to kill all the evil thieves in Wushuang Fort this time, Tian Daheng will bring his head to me!"

The people behind him also knelt down and shouted: "If you can't kill all the evil thieves in Wushuang Fort, we will bring our heads to you!"

These loud and passionate words attracted many blacksmiths to stop and take a look.

Jiang Lin waved his hand, and Tian Daheng took his men to move the things away and left the South Blacksmith Camp.

A captain from the Zhenshuo Camp came over and asked with a smile, "Lord Jiang, do you want our Zhenshuo Camp to send a few thousand people to follow? If that's not possible, you can ask Lord Zheng to send me."

A group of soldiers sent to garrison the area shouted behind them, "Yes, Lord Jiang, let us go too. We will make sure that Wushuang Fort is wiped out completely!"

This group of soldiers, who had just returned from the border to rest, were full of murderous intent and had not yet completely recovered from the atmosphere of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Their eyes are red all day long, and they look scary as if they are ready to eat anyone. As a result, no one dares to approach them, and their legs become weak in fear if they are glared at.

Jiang Lin had no doubt at all that if the Zhenshuo camp really went there, Wushuang Fort would be completely wiped out and the people would die more miserably than anyone else.

But this is my own private matter, and I don’t want to bother others with it.

The group of soldiers were very disappointed. What a good opportunity it was to kill people happily. We don't want your money and you have to bring your own food!

"Damn it, why don't you dare come to the South Blacksmith Camp to cause trouble? My knife is getting rusty!"

Jiang Lin couldn't help laughing when listening to the captain's mumbling.

There were people who came to the South Blacksmith Camp to cause trouble. The people from Leiying Fort had been here, and the Li family from Qingzhou had also been here, but the endings were not good for all of them.

Lei Hexuan was shot dead on the spot, and the Yuanwu realm guards of the Qingzhou Li family were chased for two thousand three miles by Jiang Lin, who carried a bow and arrow on his back.

Anyone who knows these two things will not be foolish enough to ask for trouble.

What's more, Lord Jiang is now at the peak of his career and has a great reputation. When the lieutenant generals of the 48th Battalion in Kyoto see him, they all politely greet him, "Hello, Lord Jiang."
Coming here to cause trouble is no different from seeking death.

Jiang Lin straightened his back, stretched himself, and exhaled a breath of hot air.

For three consecutive days, he had been refining elixirs and creating weapons suitable for the Watchtower.

Among the batch of weapons taken away by Tian Daheng, the lowest one was of top grade, and nearly half were precious weapons specially prepared for those who reached the peak of martial arts.

This battle is not only to seek justice for Zuowanglou, but also to take advantage of the opportunity to join the ranks of the top ones!
As long as we have a master in the Yuanwu realm, we can be on par with the one palace, two gates and three forts.

This day is probably not far away.

Old man Wei, who was cleaning the donkey cart, looked at the murderous gangsters carrying away the things, and then looked at Jiang Lin who was standing in front of the blacksmith shop.

From that kind-hearted apprentice, he now has his own power.

He is loyal to his own people, but ruthless to his enemies.

Old Man Wei nodded slightly, then patted the donkey's head, with a hint of relief in his tone.

"This kid has grown up."

The donkey shook its head, raised its hoof, and shook its tail, making a slight grunting sound.

Recently, it followed Old Man Wei to enjoy a good life and ate a lot of Four-Directions Health-Preserving Pills, and even chewed two of the Eight-Directions True Pills.

Now there is more intelligence in his eyes, as if he can really understand what people say.

Old Man Wei laughed, which was rare, and wiped the water stains off the donkey cart. Then he took the reins and said, "Let's go buy some groceries."

The donkey cart started moving steadily and harmoniously.

……

Three days later, Jinzhou, Liaoan County.

In a valley, Tian Daheng sat upright on the grass, his aura growing continuously until it reached a limit.

He opened his eyes and stood up.

He swung his fists and feet on the spot, creating a whistling wind.

With a sudden punch, the tree that was so big that one man could hug was knocked down.

"The pinnacle of martial arts!" Tian Daheng looked at his fist, his heart excited.

He knew very well that his talent was ordinary. No matter how hard he studied and practiced in this life, he could only reach the sixth or seventh level in martial arts at best.

Who could have thought that he could reach the pinnacle of martial arts in such a short time!
There were constant whistling sounds coming from all around, Tian Daheng turned his head and saw that many martial arts masters with equally powerful auras also stood up.

They all had deep eyes and firm expressions, and there were both men and women, old and young.

"Are you all ready?" Tian Daheng asked.

Everyone bowed their hands together and said, "Please give us your orders, Deputy Building Master Tian!"

Tian Daheng walked to the side, opened the box, took out a handful of precious weapons, and handed them to these people one by one.

Then he called other people outside and distributed the highest-grade weapons to them.

After everyone got what they were supposed to get, Tian Daheng held the high-grade spiritual weapon sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Wushuang Fort has gone too far. Today, I have received an order to destroy Wushuang Fort to boost the reputation of my Zuowang Tower!"

He glanced at everyone and said, "Please remember how you became the pinnacle of martial arts. Look at the weapons in your hands again, how did you get such precious weapons."

"If anyone fails in the battle, you can take back what you were given!"

"Behind us stands that master. If anyone loses his face, I, Tian Daheng, will never forgive him even if I risk my life!"

All the people in the martial arts world bowed and responded: "We will fight to the death and never live in disgrace!" Tian Daheng nodded slightly, reached out to pick up the bow, and put on the quiver: "Let's go!"

Wushuang Castle came from afar to fight for the "legacy" of Leiying Castle, and the war castle standing in the mountains was naturally one of them.

However, it is not only Wushuang Fort that holds the same idea, but also the equally powerful Tianhuo Fort.

The strength of these two companies can be said to be almost the same.

After a fierce battle, with casualties on both sides, they decided to sit down and negotiate calmly.

If you want a battle fortress, you have to give up some territory. You can't take all the benefits.

People in the underworld put their interests first and don’t like to beat around the bush, so the deal was quickly reached.

Wushuang Fort occupied this place, while Tianhuo Fort gained hundreds of miles of territory. As for the ransom obtained from kidnapping Zuowanglou, it was divided equally between the two families.

"How dare Zuowanglou take the initiative to challenge me to a fight? I wonder where they got the confidence from. Could it be that they have the support of the imperial officials behind them?"

Han Xinghuai, the master of Wushuang Fort, sneered and said, "Who doesn't have the support of court officials behind him? You have it, and I have it too. He is only second-rate in the Watchtower. No matter how powerful his backers are, can they be more powerful than us? If Master Wen is afraid, he can leave first."

"What a joke! When have I ever been afraid of Skyfire Castle?" Wen Lingfeng spread out his palms, and saw a deep blue flame rising up, and there was even a crisp sound when the flames collided.

"I have brought the Wen family's holy fire, who can stop me? If they know what's best for them, they can just hand over their things and kneel down in submission. Otherwise, I will put out the fire!"

Looking at the deep blue fireworks, Han Xinghuai couldn't help but flash a trace of fear in his eyes.

This is a treasure passed down by the ancestors of the Wen family, named Blue Spirit Fire.

If it touches someone, the strange fire will penetrate into their body and pierce their internal organs, causing death.

Even though Han Xinghuai's cultivation had reached the seventh level of Yuanwu Realm, which was stronger than Wen Lingfeng, he did not want to provoke this kind of vicious fire.

"I didn't expect that Lord Wen would bring this treasure with him. No wonder he came late, yet he looked so determined to get it." Han Xinghuai snorted.

Wen Lingfeng smiled slightly and said, "It's the same for Fort Master Han. Six of the seven Yuanwu Realm masters from Wushuang Fort have come. If I don't bring the Blue Spiritual Fire, how dare I fight with Fort Master Han?"

Han Xinghuai snorted again and was about to speak when someone came in and said, "Lord of the Fort, the people sitting in the watchtower have arrived in front of the fort. Let us release them immediately, otherwise we will kill everyone."

Han Xinghuai and Wen Lingfeng were both stunned when they heard this. If Zuowanglou came and begged for mercy and said nice words before paying the ransom, they would not find it strange at all.

After all, they have destroyed countless second-rate forces where only one person is at the pinnacle of martial arts.

But today, Zuowanglou dared to threaten to kill them all, which was really strange.

Instead of being angry, Han Xinghuai was somewhat amused.

"Interesting. I'd like to see where the courage and confidence of the people sitting in the watchtower come from! Lord Wen, would you like to go and take a look together?"

"That's exactly what I meant." Wen Lingfeng stood up in response.

Many experts followed the two castle lords out, and soon they saw about two hundred martial arts masters sitting in the watchtower, holding weapons and standing like a mountain.

"Just these few people?" Han Xinghuai was even happier. Thousands of people came from their Wushuang Fort to fight for territory this time.

With so many people, a spit from each of them could drown Zuowanglou, not to mention the six Yuanwu realm masters.

In addition, the number of people coming from Tianhuo Fort is about the same. Although there are only five people in the Yuanwu realm, even the eighth-level Yuanwu realm dare not touch Wen Lingfeng's blue spirit fire.

In comparison, Zuowang Tower seemed too weak, so weak that Han Xinghuai didn't even have the interest to do it himself.

A Yuanwu Realm guardian from Wushuang Castle walked out and asked in a cold voice, "Who is Tian Daheng?"

No one answered his question. A Jianghu person standing in the front said in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense. Release our Deputy Building Master Song and others. Otherwise, we will massacre this place today!"

"Arrogant!" The Yuanwu Realm guardian had no intention of wasting time. Seeing that a weaker opponent than himself dared to be so arrogant, he immediately made a thunderous attack.

"Die!" He jumped high and slapped the gangster with his palm, vowing to kill him instantly. Let's see who dares to challenge him!

The martial artist looked at the Yuanwu realm guardian who was attacking him, but he had no intention of resisting at all.

Even Han Xinghuai was puzzled. Were these people here to die on purpose?

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong breath coming from a distance. His face changed slightly and he shouted, "Be careful!"

However, before he could finish his words, a stream of light shot out, and the Yuanwu Realm guardian didn't even have time to dodge and was hit instantly.

boom--

The whole person exploded into a ball of blood mist in mid-air, which fell down and soaked the people sitting in the watchtower.

The people from Wushuang Fort and Tianhuo Fort were immediately shocked. What happened?
After all, that guardian was at least at the third level of Yuanwu Realm. How could he die so quickly and so miserably!
Han Xinghuai looked solemnly into the distance.

A thousand meters away, two figures stood.

One of them pulled the bow, the other one put an arrow on it and aimed it at this side.

Wen Lingfeng also had a look of fear on his face. Although he was only at the sixth level of the Yuanwu Realm, the flash of light just now had given him an irresistible feeling of fear.

With a clang sound, something fell from the air.

The dark feather arrow pierced the ground obliquely, and the aura contained in it did not weaken at all.

"It's an arrow!" Wen Lingfeng's pupils contracted violently. What kind of arrow could have such terrible power?

At the same time, the gangsters sitting in the watchtower suddenly shouted in unison: "Release them!"

The sound was earth-shaking. There were only two or three hundred people, but they had the momentum of a mighty army.

Combined with the arrow just now, it really made many people feel nervous.

This shout brought Han Xinghuai back to his senses.

Although the third-grade Yuanwu realm cultivator was shot dead by an arrow, he was not afraid.

Died because he was too weak!
He stared at the man in the watchtower who was covered in blood, his eyes narrowed and filled with murderous intent.

"With just this bow, you have the guts to come and die? Well, I'll just oblige you!"

Han Xinghuai shouted, "Kill them! Kill these blind dogs first. I want to see how many arrows they can shoot!"

The people from Wushuang Fort and Tianhuo Fort were originally shocked, but after hearing these words, they immediately came to their senses.

Yes, no matter how powerful the arrow is, there is a limit to how many it can shoot. It cannot be shot at you indefinitely.

As long as it is not yourself who dies, there will be a time when all of it will be used up.

The two families together have as many as seven or eight thousand people. I will never be so unlucky!

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but lick their dry lips, with ferocious looks on their faces, waving their weapons, and rushing forward with unbearable shouts and curses.

Seeing thousands of people coming to kill them, the people sitting in the watchtower showed no intention of retreating. They drew their weapons and threw away their scabbards.

Staring at the incoming enemy, they clenched their weapons tightly.

The two sides were not far apart to begin with, and they rushed to the front in the blink of an eye. Their ferocious faces were clearly visible.

Just when they were about to collide, dozens of people jumped up from behind, the weapons in their hands shone brightly, and they slashed out sword energy of nearly ten meters.

Amidst the colorful lights, the members of Wushuang Fort and Tianhuo Fort, who were at the front, looked horrified.

"The peak of martial arts!"

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