Slay and Suppress

Clang!

Lu Zhen blocked with the Horizontal-Crossing Sword.

The blade's shadow struck the sword, and the force sent Lu Zhen skidding backward. His feet plowed two deep furrows through the rubble.

"Such powerful Ancient Force." Lu Zhen's expression shifted.

Wei Cangyuan's Ancient Force was definitely over eighty thousand, perhaps even close to ninety thousand!

It completely suppressed his own.

An old man with white hair and beard, clad in heavy armor, landed with a crash. His gaze locked on Lu Zhen.

Wei Cangyuan was no less shaken.

He had assumed Lu Zhen, the leader of the Mandate Army, was at most a particularly formidable First-Rate Martial Artist.

Yet Lu Zhen had taken that blow head-on!

"Upper Extremity Realm? And over seventy thousand Ancient Force?" Wei Cangyuan bitterly regretted arriving too late to save Xue Wanshan.

But now that he was here, the rebel leader had to die!

"Die!" Wei Cangyuan growled. Two visible streams of white vapor burst from his nostrils as he became a raging beast, brandishing his saber and charging straight at Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen moved like a gust of wind, slipping past the strike.

Boom!

The blade's shadow missed and carved a huge fissure several yards long into the ground.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two plunged into battle.

Lu Zhen pushed his movement technique to its limit, becoming a blurred afterimage as the fight carried them from the ruins of the city lord's residence toward the city wall.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

Sword energy swept in every direction, and blade shadows split the air.

Buildings along their path collapsed in swathes under their blows, as though made of paper.

Violent shockwaves uprooted nearby trees, while broken stone and roof tiles sprayed everywhere like hidden weapons.

This old man really is strong, Lu Zhen muttered inwardly as he