A sound like silk ripping rang out in an instant. Wu Xin barely had time to react before he swung his sword...
This seemingly frail iron arrow suddenly seemed to have divine aid. The moment it pierced Wu Jin's armor, it accelerated abruptly.
And so, the spirit sword in his hand cut through empty air!
Then came a pain that tore at his heart and lungs, bursting into his chest and ripping apart his body, strong as gold and jade, in an instant.
The arrow that pierced the void seemed to conceal a terrifying power.
No force in the world was as sharp as this arrow. Once loosed, it would cut down everything beneath heaven.
He couldn't even understand where the Great General had found such terrifying strength.
"Ah!"
A heartrending scream rang through the wind. The armor on Wu Xin's body shattered at once and fell to the ground.
But that wasn't all. The iron arrow came hurtling in with terrifying force, a glimmer of divine light flickering around it, and blasted the struck Wu Xin into the air!
In an instant, he was hurled skyward, smashing through the tightly shut golden palace gates with a thunderous crash, like a meteorite fallen from beyond the heavens.
The terrified ministers saw only a streak of light fly over their heads.
It sailed all the way to the emperor's desk. With a sharp crack!, the iron arrow that had pierced the commander of the Imperial Guard's chest buried itself in the enormous desk.
To the ministers, it looked as though Commander Wu, an arrow through his chest, had been pinned fast before the First Prince, who was about to ascend the throne.
Like a dying wolf, his eyes gleaming with ferocity, he let out a wail: "Your Majesty, save me!"
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