Chapter 523: Secret of Summoning Wind and Rain
As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, his figure shot up the mountain like a wisp of smoke.
Along the way, the swords scattered on the ground seemed to be controlled by countless invisible threads, rising into the air and circling around Song Qingshu. From a distance, it looked as if Song Qingshu had grown wings made of countless swords.
With Song Qingshu’s Qinggong, it didn’t take long before he encountered the Qing army’s vanguard.
By now, Sa Bu Su’s cavalry was already in disarray, unable to organize any effective resistance. Wherever Song Qingshu passed, blood splattered, and the Qing soldiers who tried to block his way fell one by one.
Anyone watching their comrades being effortlessly cut down like blades of grass could not remain calm. Soon, all the Qing soldiers around him were filled with fear; none dared to block his path anymore, instinctively moving aside, leaving a clear road between Song Qingshu and Sa Bu Su.
“Stop him!” a frightened subordinate beside Sa Bu Su shouted, but by now, the entire army had collapsed, and no one paid him any heed.
Sa Bu Su, however, remained much calmer than the panicked subordinate beside him. Holding his waist saber, he coldly watched as the deadly wings of swords drew closer and closer. His last thought was a long sigh: ‘It’s a pity I will never get to learn how he could summon wind and rain…’
“Sa Bu Su is dead! From now on, anyone who lays down their weapons and surrenders will be spared.”
Behind Song Qingshu, countless swords still floated, dripping with blood. Illuminated by flashes of lightning and thunder, he looked like a demon god.