As he pondered.
The City Lord had already charged into the formation.
The massive axe in his hand swung out, stirring up an overwhelming aura.
It cleaved toward Liu Zheng.
This Golden Sun City Lord possessed the cultivation of a ninth-level Saint.
Even when facing Liu Zheng, he still showed not the slightest fear.
Liu Zheng, however, remained exceedingly cold.
Standing atop the dragon carriage, he looked down below.
Then.
The Golden Wolf Smoke behind him soared into the sky.
This was Great Han's Royal Banner. He was using his actions to declare his resolve.
Just as the Royal Banner rose.
Figures had already appeared beside Liu Zheng.
Li Yuanba and the others stood at the forefront.
They looked down at the Golden Sun City Lord.
Their eyes revealed traces of chilling frost.
Just as the opponent's strike descended.
Xiang Yu behind Liu Zheng moved.
His right hand gripped the sharp blade.
"Roar!"
In an instant, endless dragon roars echoed between heaven and earth.
Blood-red light flashed with dazzling brilliance.
"Screech!"
Amid a piercing collision.
The massive axe was actually severed in one stroke.
"How is that possible?!"
Seeing this scene, the Golden Sun City Lord could hardly believe his eyes.
He was a mighty ninth-level Saint.
Yet he was actually no match for a mere eighth-level Saint.
Not only him, even the others around them were stunned.
They could not understand why this had happened.
The Golden Sun City Lord's eyes filled with horror.
Then, before he could react.
Xiang Yu vanished from where he stood.
When he reappeared.
His hand had already seized the Golden Sun City Lord by the throat.
A cold voice rang out at once.
"Golden Sun City Lord, how do you wish to die?"
His voice was filled with dense killing intent.
"No, I