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Wei Changxuan remained calm, as if he were dealing with the people in front of him.
It was just a gentle breeze that passed by.
He didn't turn around, not even raising an eyebrow.
He remained focused on his own pace, but a mocking sneer quietly crept onto his lips.
Those eyes were filled with contempt, taking in all the enemies.
What he revealed was an innate arrogance and conceit ingrained in his bones.
Let alone a half-step third-rank martial artist, even if a real third-rank martial artist came in person, how could Wei Changxuan have the slightest fear!
He simply sneered and said, "Emperor Yuanjing really couldn't hold back any longer."
No sooner had the words been spoken than a powerful and intimidating voice boomed from outside the mansion.
With an irresistible aura of authority and chilling killing intent:
"Wei Changxuan! Surrender!"
You arbitrarily used the night watchman to eliminate dissidents for your own selfish gain.
His Majesty has ordered your arrest and imprisonment. If you surrender now, you may be spared! Otherwise, today is your death day!
Each word was as powerful and resounding as the clash of metal.
It pierced the air and went straight into the ear.
At that moment, the entire mansion seemed to be frozen in time by an invisible force.
He then suddenly came to his senses, realizing the words were laced with intense killing intent.
The tense atmosphere was instantly ignited.
The crowd erupted into a frenzy, with whispers and gasps of surprise filling the air.
Everyone looked terrified, and some even trembled involuntarily.
But Wei Changxuan did not back down an inch; his figure remained as upright as a pine tree.
He slightly raised his head, looked at the dark mass of people outside the door, and a sarcastic smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
The smile was indifferent and arrogant, mixed with a hint of cold mockery and amusement.
I'll see how you're going to win me over today!
"You dare come here to die? I'll grant your wish today!"
At this moment, Wei Changxuan's voice was powerful and domineering.
Like a thunderclap exploding in the sky, shaking the heavens.
It was like the striking of a great bell, creating a surging aftershock.
The sound lingered and echoed throughout the entire mansion, refusing to dissipate for a long time.
The onlookers covered their ears, squatted down, and turned pale.
Even some veterans who had fought on the battlefield for years couldn't help but feel their eyelids twitching and their backs sweating.
Wei Changxuan stood there, his eyes shining brightly.
His expression was arrogant and sharp.
He exuded an aura of domineering arrogance.
The general leading the opposing army, Zhou Lingchuan, was clearly taken aback by this blatant provocation.
He sat astride his warhorse, majestic and unmoving.
His brows furrowed with barely concealed anger, and the veins on his forehead bulged out.
He roared:
"An extremely arrogant brat."
Since that's the case, let's see if my fists are really as weak as the rumors say!
"All troops, attack—!"
His voice roared in, like the howl of a wounded beast, carrying a dangerous and volatile tone.
At Zhou Lingchuan's command, more than a thousand soldiers moved into action in unison.
Clad in silver armor, carrying bows and crossbows on their shoulders, and wielding a forest of spears, they quickly assembled into a tight square formation.
The 1,200-strong force surged forward like an iron torrent.
Faced with this suffocating sense of oppression.
The night watchmen behind Wei Changxuan, whose faces were originally resolute and indifferent, could no longer hide the turmoil in their hearts.
At this moment, they couldn't help but reveal subtle changes in their expressions—some frowned, some trembled, and some quietly swallowed, their Adam's apple bobbing as fear silently spread through their hearts.
Some people's eyes flickered uncertainly.
They dared not look directly at the enemy troops sweeping towards them like a torrent of steel.
That aura was like a dark tide surging from the depths of hell, bringing an atmosphere of despair.
But in that tense, almost frozen moment...
Wei Changxuan made a move that shocked everyone!
He lightly touched the ground with his right foot, and his whole body soared into the air.
then.
The Sky Shuttle in his hand suddenly burst forth with a dazzling silver light.
The dazzling light was like the sun exploding.
The entire battlefield was illuminated as if it were daytime, extremely blinding.
Some soldiers nearby couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their eyes to avoid having their vision burned.
Immediately afterwards, the Sky Shuttle dispersed into numerous hard blades.
A radiance imbued with unparalleled speed and power.
Like dazzling shooting stars tearing through the night sky.
With lightning speed, they charged straight into the heart of the enemy formation!
Their trajectories were clear and sharp, tearing the air apart wherever they passed.
It brought a deathly sound as it cut through the air.
It's like cloth being forcibly torn apart.
It's like the immense pressure released in the instant a glacier collapses.
"Wow!"
A crisp, loud cracking sound followed.
It was as if death itself had played its symphony.
The first wave of soldiers at the very front didn't even have time to scream.
It was cut in half by those blades imbued with ferocious power.
Their bodies fell to the ground with a thud, blood gushing from the wounds.
Several small jets of blood splattered onto the bluestone floor.
In an instant, a large area of stone slabs was soaked.
The original blue stone slabs were dyed a shocking bright red.
The stench of blood in the air instantly reached its peak.
A warm, sticky aroma wafted towards me.
Even the many onlookers not far away.
You can smell that pungent odor, which makes your stomach churn.
However, this is only the beginning.
Seeing their comrades fall one after another, the remaining soldiers did not retreat; instead, they roared angrily and raised their weapons.
They attempted to suppress this formidable opponent through coordinated attacks.
Unfortunately, they had only just taken their first step forward.
Even before the blade touched Wei Changxuan's body,
Countless blades flashed by.
Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared, and countless exquisite and sharp blades shot out!
In an instant.
Soldiers fell one after another, their blood flowing out and forming streams that stained the entire street red.
Countless cold corpses lay scattered haphazardly on the stone slabs.
This battle was a true one-sided massacre.
It was a vivid and thorough display
A classic example of the concept of "one man can hold the pass against ten thousand".
As Wei Changxuan began his relentless killing spree.
At this moment, Zhou Lingchuan's expression grew increasingly gloomy as he stood on the outskirts of the battlefield.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into the skin of his palms.
The knuckles turned pale from excessive force.
It reveals immense inner repression and anger.
"If this is all the strength you have, then you might as well die!"
Wei Changxuan stood proudly on the Sky-Piercing Shuttle.