Bang! The eldest demon's corpse crashed heavily into Wu Liang's command tent, setting off an uproar.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Feng had already charged inside with his spear raised.
The bodyguards around Wu Liang thrust their spears at him. Zhao Feng glanced over and saw that Wu Liang was already gone from the tent.
He exhaled with a shout. Sweep Across a Thousand Armies! Bang! A powerful gust from his spear swept the bodyguards off their feet and ripped the tent apart.
Then he spotted Wu Liang retreating into the army under his bodyguards' protection. A mass of rebels brandished sabers and shields as they escorted him down the mountain.
Zhao Feng pushed off with his toes, his body shooting forward in a straight line as he pursued with his spear in one hand.
"Stop him!"
Wu Liang cried out in terror. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Feng plunged into the rebel ranks, his spear striking like Sun-Splitting Sun-Piercer, a golden line tearing through them like a blade splitting bamboo.
Severed limbs flew amid a rain of blood along his path. Wu Liang watched the men before him fall apart in an instant. With the spear tip already before his eyes, he roared and desperately raised his halberd to block!
Clang! Crack! Although the halberd struck the spear tip, it did nothing to alter the spear's course. Wu Liang could only watch as it pierced him clean through the heart.
Then his body grew weightless as he was lifted into the air.
"Wu Liang is dead!"
"Surrender at once!"
Zhao Feng held Wu Liang's corpse high on his spear and shouted, channeling his power to carry his voice far and wide.
Everyone around him was stunned. The sounds of fighting abruptly fell silent.
Crack!
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