Kill all horses with One Kick

"Go away."

A very plain and casual voice sounded, but it was speaking to the barbarian cavalry.

The speaker was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties. He wore a green shirt with his hair tied up. His handsome face was full of laziness. Seeing that the cavalry did not move, he tilted his head again and muttered to himself.

"Can't you understand the Song language?"

Chen Xia held the principle of trying to deter without too much force. He waved his hand outward again and said,

"You guys, hurry up and scram."

The leader of the barbarian cavalry had gloomy eyes. In not very fluent official Song language, he shouted at Chen Xia,

"You're asking for death!"

"Oh, so you can understand after all," Chen Xia realized with a nod of his head. He lazily stretched and replied to this leader,

"I'm quite lazy. I don't really like fighting. If you leave by yourself, I can consider not killing you guys."

After he finished speaking, he yawned again and frowned slightly. He didn't know why, but recently he always felt a little tired and wanted to lie down and relax.

The barbarian leader's eyes condensed as he placed his large saber horizontally, giving off a cold light. He said coldly,

"You are a master of the Song."

Chen Xia shook his head. "I'm not a Song master. My name is Chen Xia. You can also call me..."

"National Teacher of Song."

When these four words came out, the expressions of the defending soldiers instantly became excited, because Song only had one national teacher, and that was the just appointed immortal!

This was the immortal!

The leading general directly kneeled down on one knee to Chen Xia, respectfully greeting with cupped fists,

"I humbly welcome the National Teacher!"

The soldiers behind him quickly followed to kneel down and shouted in unison, "I humbly welcome the National Teacher!"

The commotion here was so great that it attracted the attention of the soldiers on the city wall. They looked over and saw the soldiers all kneeling to a man.

And what they were shouting seemed to be...

National Teacher?

Who was the National Teacher?

The soldiers on the city wall began to think back and their expressions suddenly became joyful. They shouted excitedly,

"The immortal, the immortal has come! Quick, go tell the General that the immortal is here!"

Unlike the joy on the city wall,

The barbarian cavalry leader led his tall warhorse forward a few steps and looked straight at Chen Xia, speaking word by word,

"My grassland's iron cavalry, three thousand can be invincible, thirty thousand can be undefeated on land, and behind me I have three hundred thousand iron cavalry, enough to dominate the entire Song horizontally!"

"You, a wanderer, how dare you stand here and block my grassland's three hundred thousand iron cavalry?!"

The cavalry leader gave a loud cry, agitating his warhorse to let out a high neigh. He shouted again,

"When three hundred thousand iron cavalry charge down, you are just an ant who will be crushed and ground to dust, becoming a ghost under the iron cavalry's blades!"

"Charge!"

The leader roared furiously. The iron cavalry at the city gate began to charge into the city. The hooves of three hundred thousand horses stepped on the ground at the same time, shaking heaven and earth.

The defending soldiers hurriedly stood up with panicked expressions as they watched the charging barbarian cavalry before them.

Although the immortal was here, as this leader said, there were still three hundred thousand barbarian iron cavalry behind!

Could the immortal block three hundred thousand iron cavalry?

They had no confidence in their hearts.

The leading general gritted his teeth, raised his great saber, and loudly ordered,

"All units form up and assist the National Teacher to battle the barbarian iron cavalry!"

"No need." A light and fluttering voice came, letting every defending soldier hear it very clearly.

Chen Xia's lone figure stood at the very front.

Three hundred thousand barbarian iron cavalry charged at him, shaking the earth, killing intent filling the sky.

Chen Xia's expression was very calm. He even took the time to lazily stretch out. Only when the iron cavalry charged to within thirty meters did he finally grin and say disdainfully,

"Three hundred thousand?"

He lifted his footsteps, and the thick dragon qi in his eyes flashed brilliantly, completely focused into this one kick.

He fiercely stomped on the ground before him.

The blue stone ground instantly turned to rubble in this moment, without even putting up the slightest resistance.

Next was the soil beginning to collapse at a terrifying speed, explosively blasting out a deep pit.

Finally the soil beneath the city wall could not withstand it and inch by inch crumbled, collapsing entirely.

With Chen Xia's kick as the starting point, the greater the distance, the larger the collapse and deeper the gully it formed. It became an extremely terrifying fan-shaped gully.

The fan-shaped gully like a small mountain had pitted and killed nearly ten thousand barbarian cavalry.

The defending soldiers and barbarian cavalry were both stunned.

Was this... the might of the immortal's single kick?!

Amidst the dust from the collapsed section of the city wall, a shadow slowly walked out and stood at the highest point of the ruins. He smiled at the barbarian cavalry hundreds of meters away,

"Three hundred thousand iron cavalry is not enough. Even three million I can still kill."

The barbarian cavalry did not dare to talk back. Looking at the figure standing on the ruins of the city wall, they only felt as if they were looking at a god.

Only a god could have such might!

The barbarian iron cavalry rampaging on the grasslands felt fear for the first time. They no longer continued to charge and almost wanted to turn their horses around to retreat.

The defending generals' expressions were excited with their eyes looking at the figure on the collapsed city wall ruins with reverence. They cheered loudly,

"National Teacher, National Teacher!"

The soldiers on the city wall had retreated in time and were not affected by Chen Xia's kick. At this moment, their eyes were burning hot as they looked at Chen Xia's back. They also shouted loudly,

"General, we've won! The National Teacher is too amazing. Is this the immortal's great power?!"

The woman also looked at the figure on the collapsed city wall ruins with hot eyes, feeling indescribable excitement and worship in her heart.

This was the transformation from despair to being filled with hope.

It was all because of one person.

This was probably the pinnacle of human power right?

Chen Xia glanced to the left a few hundred meters at the city wall, seeing Tie Mu Wu still fighting with Zuo Fei Yang and the old monk. Then he casually kicked out.

Swish!

A piece of rubble from the ruins shot out extremely quickly, instantly piercing through Tie Mu Wu's left arm and knocking him down to one side.

Tie Mu Wu gritted his teeth tightly with resentful eyes looking at Chen Xia. In clumsy official Song language, he angrily shouted,

"What skill is an ambush?!"

Chen Xia's expression was indifferent as he dusted off his sleeve and asked,

"Are you very good at fighting?"

"Yes!" Tie Mu Wu angrily roared.

"Better than me?"

Tie Mu Wu did not reply anymore, but still looked at Chen Xia resentfully.

Zuo Fei Yang and the old monk hurriedly retreated and respectfully cupped their fists at Chen Xia, "Greetings, National Teacher."

"Mm," Chen Xia casually acknowledged.

Zuo Fei Yang and the others did not feel anything wrong with this. Of the ten greatest masters of Song, and the two immortals of the world.

Although they were mentioned together, only these ten great masters knew that the difference between themselves and the immortals was as great as that between heaven and earth.

Tie Mu Wu being easily injured by Chen Xia's casual attack was the best proof.

They even felt that Chen Xia had no intention of killing Tie Mu Wu just now, otherwise Tie Mu Wu would already be dead.

Tie Mu Wu was still gritting his teeth and unwilling to admit defeat to Chen Xia, "Despicable Song people, if you have the ability wait thirty more years until I cultivate. By then I will definitely take your head!"

Tie Mu Wu really fit the temperament of the barbarian grasslands, not understanding how to admit defeat at all and going for a you die or I die.

"You can't beat me now, what about in thirty years?" Chen Xia laughed. He also commented,

"A good body wasted on a dog's brain."

Tie Mu Wu gritted his teeth and angrily roared, "I'm only thirty now. In thirty years I'll just be sixty. For cultivators, that's still in one's prime with peak martial strength!"

"It's true what they say about you having a dog's brain." Chen Xia laughed and retorted,

"In thirty years, you'll definitely still be thirty years old."

Tie Mu Wu was stunned, but soon understood. Chen Xia was going to kill him. His eyes instantly widened furiously as he roared at Chen Xia,

"You're afraid, afraid you'll lose to me in thirty years?!"

"Yes," Chen Xia nodded. "That's right, I'm afraid of your dog brain that can't even count properly. Are you satisfied? If you're satisfied then take a better looking pose. You can smile and do scissors hands to make your corpse look nicer."

Tie Mu Wu gritted his teeth furiously and slammed the ground heavily with his fist, leaving an extremely deep fist imprint. He angrily shouted,

"You coward, not even daring to give me thirty years' time, yet you still dare call yourself an immortal. You're a coward!"

Chen Xia's expression was indifferent as he casually replied, "If you keep barking, I'll turn your corpse into a specimen."

Tie Mu Wu was stunned again. Although he didn't understand the meaning of specimen, he knew it definitely wasn't something good. He angrily cursed,

"Despicable petty man, cowardly weakling!"

A sudden sound came from the collapsed city wall.

Before Tie Mu Wu could see clearly, his face was grabbed by a large hand. The tremendous power within instantly flung him out.

His body scraped along the ground, forcibly plowing out a hundred meter trench until he lay powerless at the edge with his bones shattered and trachea crushed. He could only make groaning sounds.

"Can you still speak?" Chen Xia asked. He had directly "muted" Tie Mu Wu.

He slowly walked towards Tie Mu Wu while saying, "I was thinking of giving you a peaceful death, but since you bark so much, thirty years?"

"Giving you thirty years for you to behead me, haha, don't joke around."

"You think I won't get stronger?"

"No matter whether it's now or in thirty years, you will always just be a defeated underling beneath my casual slap."

"And why should I give you thirty years? If you had a better attitude, kneeled down and properly spoke a few words to exchange pointers, perhaps if I was in a good mood, I really might give you thirty years' time."

"Saying you want to kill me outright, you really look down on your own life huh."

"I'm a nice person."

"But not a pushover."

Chen Xia drew near and casually picked up a sword dropped by a soldier, preparing to finish off Tie Mu Wu with it.

Suddenly, intense drum beats came from afar. Fire rose high up.

A group of people in white robes encircled an altar. With resonant chants, they held up their hands as spiritual light flashed above them. The leading practitioner roared to the heavens.

"Please, Your Holiness, descend!"

The sky turned dark.

Tie Mu Wu, who was dying on the ground, had a golden light flash in his eyes as he floated up into the air.

The ground within a hundred meter radius of him began...

To crumble apart bit by bit.