"Dian Qing, execute them all!"
Wei Yong's order caught everyone by surprise.
Wei Xianxian looked at her father in shock, but all she saw was cold indifference.
Xuan Jian knew that Wei Yong would stop at nothing for his grand ambitions. If they could not escape, both he and Xianxian would be buried here today.
With that thought, he immediately wrapped an arm around Wei Xianxian's waist and shot toward the city gate like an arrow.
"Don't let them escape! Fire!"
Wei Yong gave the order angrily.
The Wei Martial Soldiers atop the surrounding walls obeyed without hesitation, releasing the bowstrings of their powerful bows. Flaming arrows tore through the air!
Just as Xuan Jian turned to block them with his sword, a massive figure suddenly shielded them, completely separating them from the rain of arrows.
"You... why?"
Seeing the somewhat savage expression on Dian Qing's face, both Xuan Jian and Wei Xianxian looked utterly stunned.
"Just as the young master said, you are merely a sword in another's hand. If I want to avenge my master, I must kill the one wielding the sword, not break the sword itself..."
"What did you say?" Xuan Jian stared at Dian Qing, still unable to understand why he was doing this.
But Dian Qing offered no further explanation and slowly turned around.
The flaming arrows had not harmed him in the slightest. This imperviousness to blades and spears was the foundation that allowed disciples of the Armored Sect to dominate the battlefield, and it was the source of the Armored Sect's strength!
"Dian Qing! What are you doing? Helping a wanted criminal—are you rebelling?" Wei Yong flew into a rage at the sight.
Dian Qing smashed his heavy saber into the ground, shattering a wide stretch of stone slabs. He raised his