Silver Overlord

The battle continued raging. It was callous, intense, and direct…

Yan Liqiang saw Liang Yijie riding on his steed. The longsword in his hand was like an unstoppable dragon. Every Blackwind Bandit who crossed paths with him fell off their steed after being decapitated. Blood splattered everywhere. The cries from the men and steeds reverberated across the wilderness. The glow of the setting sun dyed everything crimson like fresh blood.

Yan Liqiang saw Ye Tiancheng and Sun Bingchen. At this moment, Ye Tiancheng was by Sun Bingchen’s side, riding on the same steed. They were surrounded by a ring of shield-wielding guards protecting them and Liang Yijie’s rhinodrake steed was roaming about nearby.

Sun Bingchen had a steely look on his face as he calmly watched the battlefield. Ye Tiancheng appeared to be somewhat fretful. He was either watching the battlefield or looking behind him. He seemed to have told Sun Bingchen something, but Sun Bingchen only turned around and threw him a silent glance.

Blackwind Bandits fell from their steeds one after another.

Likewise, it was the same for Sun Bingchen’s guards.

Within Sun Bingchen’s party, apart from Yan Liqiang and Liang Yijie who seemed to be special, the disparity between the strength of the other guards and those incoming Blackwind Bandits weren’t that different. Both parties collided and clashed against each other on their steeds, and people could be seen falling off their steeds.

The size of the incoming Blackwind Bandits was quite large with about two hundred people. Despite the Horned Python Bow in Yan Liqiang hands which had taken many lives and Liang Yijie’s preeminent strength in martial arts, Yan Liqiang’s side still looked like they were outnumbered at the moment.

Yan Liqiang felt Sun Bingchen’s gaze on him. However, he couldn’t afford to be bothered right now. If this wasn’t the time to put his cultivation to good use, then when?

Yan Liqiang didn’t enter the battlefield. He just rode around the edge. Every time he drew the Horned Python Bow in his hands, some Blackwind Bandit on the battlefield would definitely be knocked off his steed.

Yan Liqiang was the most deserving person to be crowned the murderer king today. The battle bow in his hand had become the nightmare of almost every Blackwind Bandit.

About ten Blackwind Bandits charged toward Yan Liqiang on their steeds at the same time.

Yan Liqiang spurred his rhinodrake steed on to maintain the distance between him and those Blackwind Bandits. Both parties then started shooting at each other with the warbows in their hands from the backs of their running steeds.

The keen intuition he developed from Muscle Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing had elevated to a higher level for the first time on this battlefield. This improvement allowed Yan Liqiang to vaguely sense who among the ten Blackwind Bandits had their bows aimed at him and were a threat to him… He tried his best to evade the arrows while riding on his galloping steed. While using the Horned Python Bow in his hands, he took care of his biggest threat first.

During the shooting between more than ten people against him alone, the number of those Blackwind Bandits pursuing Yan Liqiang was constantly dwindling down. Every time Yan Liqiang lifted his bow, one of his pursuers would definitely fall off his rhinodrake steed with either a blood-curdling scream or a groan. As for Yan Liqiang, he remained unscathed amidst the rain of arrows.

Unbeknownst to Yan Liqiang who was engaged in the battle, the battle between him and those Blackwind Bandits seemed to be out of this world to the spectators around them.

Riding on his rhinodrake steed, his figure was either on its back or underneath it, raised or lowered. Yan Liqiang maneuvered the galloping rhinodrake steed left and right, speeding up and slowing down at times. With all these moves combined, it seemed as though he was dancing with his rhinodrake steed, performing a magnificent dance of death.

In a dance like this, Yan Liqiang always managed to easily evade every arrow flying toward him. Like taking a leisure walk in the gardens, he spun around, raised the bow in his hands, and shot the Blackwind Bandits who were pursuing him one after another.

Being able to hit your targets without them being able to hit you back on such a battlefield was godlike.

With Yan Liqiang’s archery and his excellent perception developed from Muscle Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing, an unstoppable divine technique was suddenly born.

By just running half a circle around the battle ring formed by Yan Liqiang’s pursuers, the number of pursuers gradually reduced from around ten to seven, to eight, then to four or five, and ultimately to only one or two…

When Yan Liqiang spun around and released the final arrow in his quiver, the arrow directly impaled one of his two pursuers’ heads. His head instantly exploded and his body jolted before he instantly fell off his steed.

There was still one more Blackwind Bandit chasing Yan Liqiang.

However, the last arrow was gone from Yan Liqiang’s quiver.

Yan Liqiang instantly halted his steed and turned it around. He unsheathed his longsword on his steed. He was prepared to finish off the Blackwind Bandit who was coming head-on toward him.

When the Blackwind Bandit saw Yan Liqiang stop to draw his longsword from a hundred meters away, he instantly halted his steed out of fear, then did something out of Yan Liqiang’s expectation…

The Blackwind Bandit suddenly lowered his body, whipped his steed, turned around, and started running in the opposite direction from Yan Liqiang…

Upon seeing the Blackwind Bandit turn his steed around and gallop away, Yan Liqiang was stunned for two seconds before he recovered from the shock — the Blackwind Bandit had fled! He really fled!

Yan Liqiang initially thought the Blackwind Bandits wouldn’t flee. After all, the fearless courage they had before when they charged over here was certainly impressive.

Thinking that the Blackwind Bandits wouldn’t run, they unexpectedly started running.

Yan Liqiang laughed loudly while sheathing his longsword. He then spurred his rhinodrake steed on and chased after the fleeing Blackwind Bandit. By the time he reached the corpse of the Blackwind Bandit he had shot down earlier, he saw the riderless rhinodrake steed still wandering around it. Yan Liqiang immediately stretched himself out to reach for the quiver of arrows still hanging on the steed the moment he passed by it.

There were still about twenty arrows left in the quiver.

Yan Liqiang once again pulled out an arrow, nocked it onto the bowstring, then released the arrow. The fleeing Blackwind Bandit, who was riding with his body lowered, instantly fell head first from the back of his steed.

Yan Liqiang charged back onto the battlefield, nocked another arrow onto the bowstring again, and released it. The arrow went through the chest of a Blackwind Bandit who was charging toward Liang Yijie from behind. He was just less than ten steps away from Liang Yijie’s steed before he was instantly knocked off the steed he was riding on.

Hearing someone fall to the ground from behind, Liang Yijie turned his head around to throw a glance at Yan Liqiang. With a loud yell, he swept his longsword across like a bolt of lightning, instantly sending the heads of two Blackwind Bandits flying. Blood came spurting out in three-foot-high streams from where the head was severed from the neck, just like a crimson fountain.

Yan Liqiang nocked another arrow and instantly put a gaping hole through the throat of a Blackwind Bandit who had charged outside the ring of Sun Bingchen’s guards and was swinging his meteor hammer against the ring of shields. The force of the arrow was enough to send the person flying about three meters away from his rhinodrake steed before he landed heavily on the ground.

The third arrow was released. A Blackwind Bandit, who had just knocked a guard off his steed in the distance, raised the scimitar in his hand. Before he could slash the guard who had fallen onto the ground, Yan Liqiang’s arrow had opened up a hole through his chest.

Yan Liqiang released the next ten arrows with the fastest speed possible. More than ten Blackwind Bandits, who had gained upper hand in the battle they were currently engaged in with Sun Bingchen’s guards, started falling off their steeds one after another…

By the time he completely depleted the third quiver of arrows he had with him, the situation on the battlefield had completely turned around.

One of the Blackwind Bandits finally turned his steed around and started fleeing. Followed by the second, the third, and the fourth…

The Blackwind Bandits were crumbling at this moment. The fear of death and those deadly arrows which followed them relentlessly like shadows finally made them start running for their lives without caring for anything else…

“WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING…!?” Yan Liqiang bellowed as his courage surged. He dashed around to pick up two quivers of arrows in a row from the battlefield and hung them on his saddle. He then started chasing in the direction of those escaping Blackwind Bandits on Snowstorm Cloud.

With that, the scene of a person riding on a rhinodrake steed with only a bow, chasing after fifty or sixty terror-stricken Blackwind Bandits in the wilderness unfolded before everyone…

It took only a man, a steed, and a bow to bring about total annihilation.

In the twilight, Yan Liqiang started blossoming here in his boundless radiance…