With one slash, he could take out one or even several with ease.
Combined with the Mingyu Scripture, his Inner Strength was endless and inexhaustible.
The ragtag group in the stronghold, how could they possibly resist?
In just the blink of an eye, blood flowed like a river, and the bandits no longer dared to block Chu Qing's path, wanting to flee in all directions.
Chu Qing chased them all the way to the Unity Hall.
Seeing someone emerge, he casually slashed them down, then saw it was a hunched man.
The second-in-command's eyes turned grim, as he shouted:
"How dare you!"
He flipped his hand, sending out a palm strike.
The palm was tinged with green, and his proudest skill was this toxic palm technique.
Whoever was struck would have the poison spread through their body, and within twelve hours, they'd die a gruesome death.
But before the palm could land, his right hand suddenly vanished.
