The Unruly Immortals

Watching the bandit soldiers charging toward them, Li Huowang instantly understood.

These beasts had never had any intention of making distinctions; they wanted to slaughter the entire town!

"Boom~! Boom~! Boom~!" The sound of war drums struck everyone's heart.

In the midst of wailing and howling, the bandit soldiers began to move, charging towards the defenseless sheep like a pack of starving wolves.

As Li Huowang faced the densely packed thousands of bandit soldiers, he rapidly dismissed the thought of trying to take their heads.

It was too risky, and with friend and foe indistinguishable, there was no telling what kind of strength this woman possessed.

However, judging by Wang Deqiu's skills earlier, her abilities must be anything but weak.

"At this time, ensuring the others live and escape this place is the best strategy," Li Huowang decided and started rushing towards the center of town, blending into the crowd.

He wanted to get back quickly, and so did everyone else; everything around was chaotic.

When he finally made it into town, he heard a piercing scream from behind.

When everyone instinctively turned back, they saw the female general, holding a long halberd and pointing it towards them.

Her crisp voice exploded in everyone's ears. "Rush ahead between heaven and earth; dragons change within; Flying Dragon Formation! Kill!"

"Kill!!" All the bandit soldiers roared, quickening their pace towards the town.

That roar completely terrified the civilians on the scene, emptying their minds of all thoughts except to flee like scared animals.

Before the bandit soldiers even got close, many had already been trampled to death.

"Puchi." Sharp blades precisely pierced everyone's bodies, effortlessly taking their lives.

When the killing machines that were supposed to fight the enemy faced unarmed civilians, they were exceedingly efficient and decisive.

Living people fell like mowed wheat, one swath after another.

The bandit soldiers were clearly very much enjoying the slaughter; seeing the splattering blood and flesh, many even began to salivate.

Li Huowang kept moving through the crowded throng, constantly blocked by people.

In the end, when he had no other option, he climbed onto the rooftops and finally found a way back.

Stepping on the uneven tiles, Li Huowang arrived back at his previous spot.

Seeing that the others were still there, not running around with the panicked crowd, Li Huowang let out a sigh of relief.

This was also because these people did not yet know what had happened and stood there uncertainly, waiting and watching others run on the street.

"Bang!" Li Huowang landed heavily from the sky, startling everyone.

"Move quickly! Don't ask any questions, I'll explain on the way. They're coming to kill us! Leave town, the faster, the better!"

Although they were still unclear about the situation, seeing Li Huowang's grave expression, no one dared to question him, and they quickly led away the carriages.

The carriage started rolling, carrying the crowd forward.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Li Huowang quickly recounted what he had seen.

"How dare they! How dare they! Those murderers!!" Jin Shanzhao's face turned livid with rage, his hands trembling.

Hearing this, Li Huowang, who had some suspicions in his mind, scanned Jin Shanzhao's face. "Do you know them? With your status, is there a way to make them stop?"

He had never known the old man's identity, always shrouded in mystery. If he truly was a person of importance, perhaps he could resolve this crisis.

Jin Shanzhao shook his head in despair, "Once the bandit soldiers start slaughtering a city, anything that might have been possible becomes impossible."

"If it's no use, then save your breath. If you don't want to die, hurry up and move!"

Li Huowang and the group headed for the northern exit.

He knew there were bandit soldiers surrounding that side too, but at least there was no female commander, so the chances of escape were a little greater.

Swerving through the crowd, Li Huowang suddenly saw those who should have been fleeing forward into the crowd, actually starting to turn back and run.

"Zhao Wu! Hold the reins tight! At this moment, we must not let the horses panic!"

As if small boats in turbulent river waters, the horse-drawn carriages struggled to move forward under the actions of Li Huowang and others.

Suddenly, the "turbulent river" vanished.

Just as Li Huowang looked up, a cold light struck straight at his neck.

Swiftly dodging to one side, Li Huowang saw the owner of the weapon, the character for 'prisoner' on his face revealing his identity.

They finally confronted the bandit forces encircling them from behind.

Li Huowang raised his sword and swung forcefully, cutting through both man and weapon.

"Break through! Only by breaking their encirclement do we stand a chance to live!"

Sword in hand, Li Huowang charged at the bandit forces.

His fellow disciples did not dare to fall behind, quickly following suit.

Facing the assault of Li Huowang and others, the bandit forces were clearly caught off guard.

They had never expected a troupe like theirs to suddenly burst out with a group of people possessing such formidable strength.

The might was overwhelming; in a short while, dozens of people lay on the ground.

But the bandit forces soon recovered, began to coordinate with each other, and started to contain them with long spears.

Reliant on their numerical advantage, they withstood the attacks of Li Huowang and his party.

"We can't drag this out." Li Huowang took out an iron clamp and bit down hard on it in his mouth, enduring the sharp pain along with an indescribably intense and uncomfortable sourness.

The Great Thousand Record opened, and his two teeth quickly rolled and flew out. They exploded among the bandit forces.

A multitude of tiny white bone fragments burrowed into everyone's skin, igniting screams of agony; those bandit forces that had just stood together now fell in swathes.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling~!!" The piercing sound of the Taoist Bell kept ringing.

You Grandfather swiftly weaved through the bandit forces from above.

With a two-pronged attack, the effect was swift. Li Huowang soon could see the deserted dirt road through the thinning ranks of the bandit forces.

"Finally—," just as the thought arose, Li Huowang was enveloped in a bone-chilling murderous intent.

This aura oppressed him, compelling him to surrender, to collapse.

Li Huowang's keen instincts sensed danger. He wanted to move, but at that moment, his body was as if encased in ice. He could not shift in the slightest.

A dragon's cry emanated from the Jian sword, freeing him from the grip of that aura.

Just as Li Huowang rolled away from his original spot, a shrill whistling filled the air.

A massive long halberd tumbled through the air and heavily crashed into the spot where Li Huowang had just been.

The stones that scattered hit Li Huowang's face painfully.

As if sensing something, Li Huowang turned his head to look back the way he had come.

"Clomp, clomp, clomp!" A tall horse clad in heavy armor plates carried the female commander, charging over, trampling people in her path.

The four sturdy horse legs were dyed the color of Li Huowang's Taoist robe with blood.

As she drew closer, dread surged into everyone's hearts; something controlled their bodies, forcing them to kneel and surrender.

"Heh, I finally forced you out, Siqi spy," the woman's voice contained a hint of satisfaction.

"I'll say it again, this Jian sword was given to me by someone else! I am not a Siqi spy!"

"You carry the Jian sword of the You Family, and I, Peng Longteng, say you're a spy. Then you damn well are a spy! As for whether it's true or false, what does that have to do with me?"