"Quite the trick," Robed Huo Qubing said in a low voice. "It seems this marquis still underestimated you..."
"Surrender without resistance, and this marquis can spare your life." Armored Huo Qubing swung his spear, and the flames burning throughout Chang'an transformed into fire dragons that surged before him, gathering at the spear tip into a scorching fireball dozens of meters in radius.
Robed Huo Qubing did not answer. He stomped hard on the ground, and the thick city wall collapsed with a roar. Countless stones swirled around him like a floating formation of massive boulders.
"A counterfeit is a counterfeit. No matter what methods you use, you cannot replace this marquis." Robed Huo Qubing gripped his spear tightly, his bloodstained robes fluttering despite the absence of wind!
Sparrow's Cry—!!
The stones around Robed Huo Qubing suddenly shattered. Amid a clear sparrow's cry, a figure swept toward him. He frowned and swiftly dodged backward as the sharp sword radiance grazed the tip of his nose, carving a smooth gash into the earth.
Gongyang Wan, with the face of a viciously muscular man, held a longsword she had picked up from who knew where and stared coldly at Robed Huo Qubing. The air around the blade trembled rapidly, as though another attack was brewing.
"At a time like this, you're still calling others counterfeits... You people really are beyond saving." Gongyang Wan held her sword in one hand while her other arm, made of Willow Branches, coiled beside her like a long snake. A bizarre eyeball stared fixedly at Robed Huo Qubing.
"Gongyang Wan... where did that eye of yours come from?" Robed Huo Qubing frowned tightly at the sight of her.
"None of your business."
Gongyang Wan's figure flashed, and she charged dozens of meters in an instant. Her longsword let