The Red-Clad Rakshasa's twin blades flashed, carving a blood-colored cross through the air that tore apart the sky full of poisoned needles with a boom.
A fierce killing intent suddenly erupted from Eunuch Huang's eyes. He stepped out as though treading on falling raindrops, drifting lightly into midair.
"Blood Matriarch, I heard that back then, you were scared out of your wits and watched helplessly as your husband was beheaded by imperial experts. How do you still dare to barge into the imperial city and commit murder today?"
"You damned eunuch dog! I'll deal with you first, then crush that Sixth Prince to death."
Hatred glimmered in the red-clad woman's eyes. They held not only icy coldness, but also a terrifying light that made one's heart shudder.
Boom!
The three-faced, six-armed Rakshasa Dharma Form was driven to its limits. Scarlet inner force coiled around the short blades, extending their edges several feet.
Blade shadows crisscrossed, weaving a dense, impenetrable net of bloody blades in an instant as it crashed down upon Eunuch Huang.
Yet Eunuch Huang was no weakling either. With a raised hand, his tendons rang like startled bowstrings splitting the sky, his breath shot forth like sharp swords, his fists were like thunder, and his bearing like a great demon!
Bang!
Blade light and fist wind collided in an instant like muffled thunder exploding. The curtain of rain across the sky burst apart, and fierce winds swept down the entire long street.
Even the black-armored soldiers were struck by the shockwaves, staggering and nearly losing their footing.
"It seems the Sixth Prince's head is destined to fall into our hands."
The three blue-clad assassins looked coldly down upon the battlefield.
The next moment, inner force boiled within them. The longswords at their waists trembled violently, and clear sword