Supreme Emperor of Mist

"No!" the soldier screamed as Qin Lan beheaded him. Now, there's only the team leader is left.

"Is there anywhere for you to go?" Qin Lan chuckled as he saw the siege crossbows on top of the cliff are armed and ready to fire. Based on his understanding, this team leader is likely to have nowhere to go.

"I'll bring you with me even if I'm going to die!" the team leader took a set of three pills as he pushed his Spiritual Energy to his limit.

"You're welcome to try." Qin Lan placed his left wrist behind him and faced the team leader with the iconic red sword in front of him. And as they're getting ready to battle, the remnants of You Qing, Han Xue, Qiang Shou, and Yi Feng's men came and gathered behind Qin Lan.

"Young..." Yi Feng called Qin Lan by his title, but he was stopped by Han Xue before he finishes.

"Go back. The battle today is not in our favor. It is our defeat for sure." Qin Lan said.

"We understood." You Qing cupped his fist together and nodded. Turning their direction and pulling back carefully, the five hundred or so experts that remained gradually move as they made their way back to the camp.

"Primordial Lightning Strike!" with both hands holding the polearm, the team leader attacked. His attack was like a cleaving blade chopping down on where Qin Lan stands.

"Heh... Not bad." Qin Lan chuckled.

"Chi-Lan Sword! Cut my enemy into two halves!" Qin Lan shouted as more Spiritual Energy entered the weapon. The sharpness of the blade was enhanced to the point it could cut the cleaving blade apart.

"Impossible!" the team leader shouted in disbelief. Landing on the ground where he's formerly at, the team leader lunge forward and exchanges a few strikes with Qin Lan. The two were evenly matched as over a hundred blows were exchanged in less than ten minutes.

"Again!" the team leader pulled his arm back. With a little more space to fully swing his polearm, he once again tried to strike Qin Lan with the same momentum as before.

"Your attack was strong, but your level is not there yet." Qin Lan said. As he finished with his words, the wrist guard on his left arm flashed. The Spiritual Energy created a tower shield in an instant as it blocked his attack without trouble.

Following the defensive move was a stab from the Crimson Mist Sword. It was narrowly defended by the team leader by using the body of his polearm.

"You should pay more attention. Don't we all have two wristguards?" Qin Lan chuckled. A sword silhouette appeared the moment his right wristguard flashed in a crimson light.

"What?" the team leader was shocked by the sudden appearance of another energy blade in Qin Lan's right hand. It instantly pierced through his body as he coughed out a mouthful of blood from the attack.

"Im - Impossible..." the team leader struggled as his blood oozing out from his wound. He still finds it unbelievable that he would be defeated by an opponent that still yet to reach the half-step Bone Reconstruction Layer.

But suddenly, he had a change of mind.

"I wonder what you can do if both of your hand was restricted?" the team leader suddenly said. Both of his hands were holding Qin Lan's arm right where it is.

"Huh?" Qin Lan tried to pull his hand back, but it was held firmly by force. Although he didn't panic, the struggle to separates himself from the team leader made Qin Lan seems desperate in the eyes of the other Beheading Army soldiers.

"Good job, Team Leader Ming! Boys, go there and skewer both of them! Don't waste our team leader's dying effort!" another team leader laughed as stands between the path for Qin Lan to return to his camp.

The others immediately charge forward with the spear in their hand. To them, it was a slab of fat meat waiting for them to split.

"Young Master!" Lu Yi, Lu Qing Yun, and Huo Zunjie were nervous as Qin Lan fell into a dangerous situation that nobody guessed. Getting up onto their horse, the three of them immediately rushes out onto the battlefield without asking for Sun Wu Jian nor the other's approval.

"Who's soldiers are they? Don't they know they'll be penalized according to the military law for participating in a battle without approval?" a few second-level bone experts said.

"They're the favorites of Commander Qin. Just ignore it." another Bone Reconstruction Expert said as he patted the guy's shoulder.

"Let's die together..." the team leader kept holding Qin Lan's arm with all the strength he could still muster. Based on the seriousness of his blood loss, a minute is the most he can keep Qin Lan here.

"Hah... I'll respect you for your effort to keep me here. You should be proud that you're capable of keeping me busy for a while. But that's all." Qin Lan smiled.

"W - What?" the team leader was stunned to see that was not the extent of Qin Lan's arm strength. It was childish of him to think he can keep Qin Lan here until both of them were skewered by the others from the Beheading Army.

"Xiu..." Qin Lan took a deep breath as he pulled his arm off from the team leader's clutch. By the time he's done with one deep breath, Qin Lan roared.

"Aargh!" half of his Foundation Qi was used in executing this shockwave attack. The fifty or so spearmen charging at him from all directions ended up dying without knowing what hits them.

"This..." even the elders hovering on top of the battlefield were in shock for such a change of event.

Carrying a smile on his face, Qin Lan slapped his Spatial Jade once to pull out over a hundred flying daggers less than ten inches long.

"Since all of you were here waiting for death, I suppose I cannot disappoint you by leaving without slaughtering as much as I could." he chuckled.

"HEAVENLY FLICKING FINGERS!" Qin Lan waved both his hands like a dancer. The place he stands immediately turned into hell as soon as he made his move.