Sword Ancestor Makes His Move!

Baili Tu knew full well that the Monster Person before him was no ordinary foe, but the arrow was already on the string; he had no choice but to let it fly.

"Charge!!"

Baili Tu fiercely clamped his legs around his horse's belly. The jujube-red horse let out a long neigh, its four hooves lifting from the ground as it carried him charging toward the palace gates.

Inwardly, he prayed that His Majesty and the civil and military officials currently attending court would come to their aid quickly.

Nor did his hands dare remain idle. He poured his lifelong cultivation into the gilded lance.

The lance tip was wrapped in a layer of grayish-white inner-force aura. With a mournful howl of wind splitting, it stabbed straight toward Diwu Chijin atop the stone platform!

"Die for this general!"

Baili Tu roared at the top of his lungs.

The Imperial Guards, who had suffered grievous casualties, saw their commander rouse his spirits and charge forth. Every one of them felt their morale soar.

"Commander-in-Chief, mighty!!"

"The Commander-in-Chief's Longwind Thunderclap Lance is Great Yan's strongest lance technique!"

"Add to that the Commander-in-Chief's horsemanship, unrivaled below the Grandmaster level..."

"The Grand General once said that when the Longwind Thunderclap Lance combines with General Baili's Thunderbolt Horse, even he would have to fear it by three parts."

Just as the Imperial Guards were brimming with confidence—

The lance tip Baili Tu thrust forward, while still several paces from Diwu Chijin's heart, seemed to suddenly strike an invisible wall of iron!

With a sharp crack, the shaft of the gilded lance snapped cleanly in the middle!

Immediately afterward, Baili Tu and his horse slammed viciously into that invisible "wall of force."

His Profound Rank mid-grade helmet and breastplate were like paper shells pasted together, instantly crushed