The clash of metal rang out.
This young Martial Master had an impressive sword technique. With a single strike, he actually severed the blade in the leader's hand!
"Hm? What skill!"
The leader froze and retreated several steps.
Seeing this, the young Martial Master raised his arm and shouted.
"Don't be afraid, everyone! Charge with me!"
"Good! What skill, young hero!"
"With the young hero leading us, what do we have to fear?"
When the crowd saw the guard leader's weapon broken, their morale surged.
Their courage was rekindled.
However.
That brief burst of excitement was as fleeting as a flash of flowers.
A sound tore through the air.
The young Martial Master, who had just been brimming with confidence, saw his head explode into a cloud of blood mist.
His headless corpse swayed before collapsing to the ground.
The uproar abruptly ceased.
Then it erupted.
"Ah! Murder!"
Screams rang out from all directions.
Their courage shrank back like a turtle.
The crowd fled backward, crying and shouting, plunging the scene into chaos.
The eight-foot-tall man who had struck out withdrew his fist.
He flicked the blood from his hand and said coldly:
"These ignorant, death-seeking commoners—don't let a single one escape!"
A group of Martial Masters who looked far from ordinary surged forward and hammered their fists into the rioters.
They showed no mercy.
The disturbance was quickly suppressed.
"Helmsman Xiao! What brings you here personally?"
The vicious leader from earlier now wore a fawning expression as he bowed and scraped.
"Hmph! If I hadn't come, the defensive line here would probably have been overrun!"
Xiao Zhenghui snorted coldly and looked toward Ruantu Town ahead.
As the main entrance to Hunxi Valley, this place had been fortified with layer upon layer of barricades and guarded by a large number