A blood-red figure burst out from the iron-clawed tiger's belly, launching a killing strike straight at Xuanyuan Wuji's head. It moved like lightning, utterly beyond everyone's expectations. For a moment, even the several knights at Xuanyuan Wuji's side failed to react.
The blood-red figure was simply too fast—unquestionably of knight rank—and had appeared so abruptly that by the time everyone noticed him, the chilling spike in his hand had already reached Xuanyuan Wuji.
This was a strike certain to kill, clearly plotted long in advance and impossible to guard against.
The spike in the Blood Man's hand did not pierce Xuanyuan Wuji. In that instant, a glow appeared around Xuanyuan Wuji's body. A translucent shield flowing with crimson light, like an enormous bell turned upside down, abruptly enveloped him.
The Blood Man's lightning-like figure, carrying that black spike like Death's scythe, lightly skimmed past Xuanyuan Wuji's shield. Blocked by the translucent crimson shield around Xuanyuan Wuji, the black spike did not break through it. Instead, like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving not the slightest trace of worldly smoke, it slid past the outside of the shield and landed upon the throat of the person closest to Xuanyuan Wuji.
Amid blood spurting from the severed neck like a fountain, that person's head instantly flew more than several meters into the air. The blood in his entire body burned like fire, and only then did a furious shout and the piercing howl of powerful Battle Qi ring out at the same time.
"Protect His Highness..."
The Blood Man's first strike had been blocked by a secret treasure Xuanyuan Wuji carried on him. Though it had not landed on Xuanyuan Wuji, it had severed the head of a knight attendant beside him. That attendant possessed the strength of a Black Iron Knight,