The guards hiding in the small courtyard rushed out one after another. Seeing the arrogant smile on Qin Changan's face, they roared angrily, waving their weapons and were about to charge forward.
"Not convinced?"
"Remember to have some sweets in your next life."
Qin Changan appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. The latter's pupils suddenly dilated. It was too sudden. He was about to raise his sword and kill him.
But my neck felt cold, as if a breeze had blown over my neck, and then I couldn't lift my right hand at all.
What's going on?
Why can't I lift my hand?
Blood? Why is there blood on the neck?
Could it be...
He raised his head with difficulty and saw Qin Changan shaking off the remaining blood on the blood knife.
This was the last scene in his consciousness. The next moment, his consciousness turned, and a feeling of dizziness swept over him. His body went limp and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Kill me!"
A strong man was furious, and countless tongues of flames rolled up and boiled the area.
Trampling the ground, roaring again and again, the sea of fire spread tens of meters, forming a huge sea of fire. The sea of fire covered the sky and the sun, and condensed ten huge fireballs that crashed down.
The flames engulfed Qin Changan, and the space where the fireball fell was distorted.
"The third level of the spiritual realm?"
Qin Changan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the fireball falling from the sky. The clouds were torn apart, as if the sun was falling. The scene was extremely spectacular.
As expected of the Liyang Dynasty, this heritage is indeed profound enough.
Just to guard this small courtyard, two people from the third level of the Spiritual Hero Realm were mobilized.
"I'll trap him. You guys can help me find an opportunity and kill him as quickly as possible."
Fang Changshan's spiritual energy surged throughout his body, and the flames surged. He released the flames crazily without any reservation, and countless flaming swords condensed and formed on the sea of fire.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Several strong men roared loudly and charged out with weapons in hand.
Launching a fierce offensive against the huge fireballs falling from the sky.
Qin Changan was not afraid, and he fought frantically with the blood knife. One against five, he blocked everyone outside the small courtyard. The incomplete blood knife in his hand exuded terrifying power.
This time, he did not show the powerful instant kill ability as before, but instead dragged everyone into a stalemate.
While the battle at the City Lord's Mansion was reaching a stalemate, the entire Tai Sui City seemed to suddenly wake up.
Fights broke out in more than a dozen locations, thick smoke mixed with fire rose into the sky, and countless screams pierced the silent sky, one after another throughout the city.
A large number of casual cultivators and ordinary people walked out of their residential areas and looked blankly at the sudden chaos in Taisu City.
Tai Sui City was attacked? Who could be so obsessed with attacking Tai Sui City?
Or is it that the attacker is not a human being, but a blood slave?
Countless suspicions began to breed among the people at the lowest level, and spread rapidly, and panic began to breed.
Finally, half an hour later, some people began to run towards the city gate, wanting to leave here.
But……
As soon as they ran to the city gate, they saw a group of soldiers in armor slowly walking in with long knives, and several of them pulled knives from the corpses.
The left arm was slightly bent, with the back of the knife facing down, placed at the bend of the elbow, clamping the long knife firmly, and then slowly pulling it out, wiping off the blood on the blade.
"Leave twenty men to guard the city gate. Anyone who approaches the city gate will be killed without mercy."
"Lu Zhanping took ten people to the city lord's mansion and told Xu Zhanxu that unless he died in the water prison, the city lord would not be allowed to escape."
"The rest of you, follow me to find the prince."
Zuo Yuanting looked at the shocked people at the corner of the street with cold eyes without any mercy.
The three hundred soldiers behind him immediately separated into twenty people who stood in front of the city gate with swords in their hands, looking coldly at the people around them, their hands exuding an icy cold light.
Behind him, a burly man with a body of two meters stood up, carrying a broad and heavy knife on his back, with two thumb-thick chains wrapped around the handle of the heavy knife.
He stepped out of the team, saluted Zuo Yuanting, and then led ten people to quickly shoot away in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.
The city lord's mansion was filled with flames and thick smoke, and it was obvious that a fierce battle was underway.
Their speed was extremely fast, and they had already broken into the city lord's mansion in just a dozen breaths.
Lu Zhanping pulled out the huge sword behind him, and with a rotating swing, he killed a strong man with white silk on the spot, scanning the battlefield with his sharp eyes.
The entire front hall of the city lord's mansion was littered with corpses and screaming people.
Most of these people are casual cultivators summoned by King Yan to guard them, and their strength varies.
"You stay here to stabilize the war situation, and I'll go find Xu Zhanxu."
After Lu Zhanping glanced around, he didn't find the person he wanted to find. He frowned. After giving simple instructions, he grabbed a casual cultivator and rushed out with him.
Under his leadership, they entered the interior of the city lord's palace.
When he arrived, he happened to see Qin Changan stepping on Fang Changshan's head and slowly pulling out the bloody knife from his chest. The latter lost his voice and his pupils were dilated.
"court death!"
When Lu Zhanping saw this scene, his eyes were full of evil intent. He left the casual cultivator and ran out. As he ran, the ground shook, leaving broken footprints. The huge sword in his hand rotated close to his body, and a strong wind danced along with it.
The sword energy rushed out.
"It's not over?"
Qin Changan looked at the two-meter strong man who rushed out from nowhere. His pupils vibrated slightly and his brows furrowed. Is there something wrong with the minds of these people from the dynasty?
After one fight, another one pops up, and there is still such a leveled charge in the middle of a fight?
Lu Zhanping hadn't even approached Qin Chang'an when, twenty meters away, he violently released the sword energy all over his body. The sword energy roared and clanged loudly, and the sword energy surged and slashed like a tidal wave.
In the void, a virtual giant sword took shape amid the surge of sword energy. It was powerful and powerful, like a heavy mountain peak tens of thousands of meters falling, powerful and majestic.
Qin Changan looked at the giant killing knife and raised the bloody knife in his hand. The blood between his pupils became more intense and his face was cold.
The spiritual source was released, and the sea of blood surged violently. A sea of blood emerged under the feet and quickly spread within ten meters.
Blood sea magical power!
He stood on the sea of blood, and the powerful sea of blood boiled up, forming a whirlpool. The power of the sea of blood poured into his right arm, and finally converged on the blood knife.
The shadow of the blood knife merged into the blood knife, and the murderous intent seemed to condense into a solid body.
He stepped on the sea of blood, never retreating but advancing, fighting to make the road smoother.
Qin Changan's consciousness was connected to the blood knife in his hand. The originally incomplete blood knife merged into the power of the sea of blood at this moment, and the gap was filled completely at this moment.
The speed skyrocketed and the sky was trembling.
boom!
The two violent attacks collided at high altitude, setting off a fierce spiritual storm, blowing off the roofs of surrounding houses, causing big trees to topple, smoke and dust to rise, and countless rubbles to shoot out in all directions.
Lu Zhanping was wearing heavy armor, holding a giant sword, and with an angry look on his face, he strode forward, not afraid of the messy spiritual storm, and charged at Qin Changan brazenly.