On the grasslands, Li Xuancang was surrounded by three Profound Connection Realm cultivators, trapped in a desperate situation.
His expression did not change as he calmly swept his gaze over the three of them.
"Just the three of you want to kill me? How naive!"
All three were in the early stage of the Profound Connection Realm, and Murong Chong had even been defeated by him before. With such strength, wanting to kill him was nothing but a fool's dream.
"Stop wasting words with him. Kill him."
The three attacked at once, closing in on Li Xuancang from all sides.
"Protect the princess."
Li Xuancang gave Ouyang Meng a brief instruction before charging toward the three of them.
"General Li..."
Zhaoyang's little face was full of worry.
"Whoosh!"
A peerlessly sharp streak of sword light tore through the air, stabbing straight at Li Xuancang's face.
The blue-white Sword Qi was incomparably sharp. Before the sword even arrived, its Qi had already ripped a visible black fissure through the air.
Li Xuancang extended his right hand, spread his five fingers, and struck out with his palm at the incoming sword light.
"Boom!"
Sword light collided with flesh and palm, erupting with a deafening roar.
Li Xuancang did not move an inch, while the sword light seemed to have struck an iron wall, shattering inch by inch into countless motes of light that vanished in the air.
The instant the Sword Qi was shattered, two whistles of air tearing sounded behind Li Xuancang.
Blade Qi and axe force attacked simultaneously from behind, one from the left and one from the right, their coordination flawless.
The Blade Qi was tyrannical and fierce, the axe force heavy as a mountain. Intertwined, they formed a net of death that enveloped Li Xuancang.
Li Xuancang did