Monster

Sheng Huai'an didn't look back. Yitu Lan, lying on the ground, was already headless.

Yitu Lan, who was in the early Houtian stage, died by Sheng Huai'an's blade.

To defeat a Houtian Martial Practitioner with only Martial Master strength was astonishing and dazzling, shocking countless people, even if it was just the early Houtian stage.

Watching Sheng Huai'an kill Yitu Lan, Zhou Yuan was immensely shaken.

"This kid is going against the heavens!"

He himself would have found it difficult to kill Yitu Lan quickly, yet Yitu Lan had now died by Sheng Huai'an's blade.

How could Zhou Yuan not be shocked that Sheng Huai'an, a Martial Master, had killed a Houtian Martial Practitioner by crossing realms?

The other Commandants participating in the battle were also greatly shocked to see Sheng Huai'an kill a Houtian Martial Practitioner.

What kind of monster was this?

A huge question mark appeared in their minds.

How had Sheng Huai'an become strong enough to kill a Houtian stage Martial Practitioner in such a short time?

Wasn't martial cultivation incredibly difficult?

Why could Sheng Huai'an grow so fast!

The Commandants who saw Sheng Huai'an kill the Xiongnu Houtian expert felt as if all their years of martial cultivation had been wasted.

"Damn it!"

Tuoba Shi was furious and also terrified. Sheng Huai'an's killing of Yitu Lan made him feel a great sense of crisis.

For a Martial Master to kill a Houtian Martial Practitioner, how incredibly talented would one have to be to achieve that!?

If this person were allowed to break through to the Houtian stage, would anyone in the Houtian stage still be his match?

Tuoba Shi felt a strong threat. He felt that the Anning Pass defenders had produced an unfathomable prodigy.

This prodigy was also a great enemy to their Xiongnu.

Therefore, Sheng Huai'an must die!

He cannot be allowed to grow – this was the thought on the minds of all the Xiongnu Houtian Martial Practitioners on the city wall at that moment.

Sheng Huai'an, carrying the Black Gold War Blade, walked towards Tuoba Shi.

Yitu Lan had provided him with thirty points of Slaughter Value. He now set his sights on Tuoba Shi, who was locked in a fierce battle with Zhou Yuan.

Looking at the Black Gold War Blade in Sheng Huai'an's hand, Zhou Yuan's mouth twitched slightly. Wasn't this General Yang's war blade?

How did it end up in this kid's hands!

Without a word, Sheng Huai'an raised his blade and slashed at Tuoba Shi. As the sharp blade edge approached, Tuoba Shi's internal alarm bells blared. He gathered all his blood energy and clashed with Sheng Huai'an.

"Boom!!"

The collision sounded like thunderous drums, and the powerful force sent both of them staggering back.

Only then did Tuoba Shi feel the powerful impact of Sheng Huai'an's strength.

In terms of sheer arm strength, Sheng Huai'an's power was even greater than his own.

If Sheng Huai'an were to step into the Houtian stage, with his blood and qi like dragons and his body as tough as bronze and iron, Tuoba Shi feared he wouldn't even be able to withstand a single blow from Sheng Huai'an.

Looking at the incredibly young Sheng Huai'an, Tuoba Shi wondered how he had cultivated to such a level of power.

If he knew that Sheng Huai'an had been practicing martial arts for less than a month, Tuoba Shi would probably have had a complete mental breakdown.

Just as he clashed with Sheng Huai'an, Zhou Yuan's spear thrust forward, a sharp point of cold light arriving first. Then, the spear shot out like a dragon, resembling a roaring, ferocious dragon, directly towards the center of Tuoba Shi's back.

Now, Tuoba Shi experienced the same situation Zhou Yuan had faced earlier. Facing an attack from two powerful opponents, Tuoba Shi put in fifteen points of effort.

With just a slight lapse in attention, he could end up like Yitu Lan, dying on this city wall.

He burned his blood qi and true essence, unleashing his ultimate move, and only then did he manage to barely block Zhou Yuan's spear strike.

With Sheng Huai'an intervening in the battle, Zhou Yuan also fought more freely, holding nothing back.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three consecutive spear strikes, the spear like a rampaging dragon, its momentum like wind and fire, forced Tuoba Shi to retreat.

But behind him, Sheng Huai'an's sharp, peerless blade edge was already upon him. He had nowhere left to retreat.

Facing the combined assault of Sheng Huai'an and Zhou Yuan, Tuoba Shi had fallen into a desperate situation, trapped between a tiger in front and a wolf behind.

"Bang!"

Tuoba Shi could only hastily clash with Sheng Huai'an, and in his hurried response, he was kicked flying by Sheng Huai'an.

"Good opportunity!"

Zhou Yuan seized the chance and swung his spear horizontally, striking at Tuoba Shi.

"Bang!"

The iron spear heavily impacted Tuoba Shi's back, shattering his battle armor. His back bones were completely pulverized by the powerful blow, his internal organs were shattered by the immense force, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Yuan's full-power strike had completely incapacitated Tuoba Shi.

"My life is over!"

This was Tuoba Shi's last thought.

Seeing his kill about to be stolen, Sheng Huai'an moved like lightning, his shadow like a phantom, as he quickly advanced. His Black Gold War Blade thrust out, hitting Tuoba Shi's waist precisely, just right.

A single blade pierced through both sides of his waist!

In the end, Tuoba Shi died tragically on the city wall in this manner.

Watching Tuoba Shi be killed by Sheng Huai'an with a blade through his waist, Zhou Yuan inexplicably felt a chill in his own waist.

Was this guy doing it on purpose or by accident?!

He had vaguely heard that Sheng Huai'an had a nickname: Kidney-Stabbing Divine Hand.

Now it seemed that this legend was most likely true.

"My name is Zhou Yuan. I believe you must be the recently famous brother Sheng Huai'an!" Zhou Yuan greeted him with a smile.

"Hello, Brother Zhou Yuan. I am Sheng Huai'an. We are fighting together to defend the border, so there's no need to talk about fame or anything." Sheng Huai'an waved his hand.

"Yes, now is not the time for talking. After the battle ends, I'll treat you to a drink," Zhou Yuan said with a smile.

"Alright, I'll remember this drink," Sheng Huai'an nodded with a smile.

After greeting each other, the two continued to kill enemies.

By stabbing Tuoba Shi in the waist, Sheng Huai'an gained thirty-three points of Slaughter Value.

Tuoba Shi was slightly stronger than Yitu Lan, so he gained three more points of Slaughter Value.

With Yitu Lan and Tuoba Shi dead, the number of Houtian experts among the Xiongnu attacking the city wall decreased by two. With Sheng Huai'an and Zhou Yuan joining the battlefield, the pressure on the Xiongnu Houtian powerhouses increased significantly.

"Martial Commandant, I'll help you!" Sheng Huai'an charged into the battlefield with his saber, facing a Xiongnu Houtian Martial Practitioner.

With one less Houtian Martial Practitioner, the Martial Commandant's pressure was greatly reduced.

Although the Seventh Battalion was still in the process of forming an emergency training army, he had still come to the city wall to defend against the Houtian powerhouses in the Xiongnu army.

Fighting two opponents alone put the Martial Commandant under a lot of pressure. Now that Sheng Huai'an had joined the fight and was holding off one Houtian Martial Practitioner for him, he could fight with his hands untied.

Looking at Sheng Huai'an, the Martial Commandant felt a mix of emotions.

How long had it been?

Sheng Huai'an could already contend with Houtian Martial Practitioners.

Give him a little more time, and he'd probably have to call Sheng Huai'an "Sir."

The Houtian Martial Practitioner Sheng Huai'an had drawn away was in the early Houtian stage, not very strong. He could handle him completely.

Wielding the Black Gold War Blade, Sheng Huai'an's saber techniques were incredibly sharp, forcing his opponent to retreat steadily.

"Damn it!"

Feeling the immense power, Wumu Sang's arm trembled.

He was the leader of the Wumu Tribe. The Wumu Tribe was a small tribe, and with the combined strength of the entire tribe, they had only managed to cultivate him to the early Houtian stage.

He had initially thought that by leading the tribe's warriors to conquer Great Wei, he could achieve great deeds, seize countless supplies, and strengthen his tribe.

He never expected that the army's advance would be blocked, and more than half of the Wumu Tribe's warriors would die.

Then, he heard that his tribe had been attacked, and all the young and strong men of the tribe had perished. Those men taller than cartwheels had all been beheaded, which undoubtedly meant the end of the Wumu Tribe's future.

These successive blows had robbed Wumu Sang of his former vigor.

Now, facing a young general of Great Wei, he was being beaten back steadily, completely losing his confidence.

Sheng Huai'an's immense power and his fierce, sharp saber techniques made it extremely difficult for him to defend.

"Ching!"

A gash appeared on Wumu Sang's waist armor, and bright red blood flowed out.

The blade was too fast, too sharp. The armor and his tough, leathery skin couldn't block it at all.

Soon, Wumu Sang was covered in wounds. Facing Sheng Huai'an's fierce and sharp offensive, he found it increasingly difficult to defend.

"Pfft!!"

A spray of blood erupted. Wumu Sang clutched his throat, trying to stop the bleeding from the wound, but he couldn't.

He fell to the ground powerlessly, his eyes filled with the future of his tribe, as if he saw the Wumu Tribe prosper and grow, comparable to royal tribes...

With a single slash to the throat, Sheng Huai'an killed cleanly and efficiently.

Another Houtian Martial Practitioner had died by his blade.

The other commandants, seeing Sheng Huai'an kill another Xiongnu Houtian powerhouse, cried out in their hearts, "Where did this monster come from?"

At the same time, they gritted their teeth, thinking that they couldn't be outdone by this junior like Sheng Huai'an.

Otherwise, wouldn't that make them, the commandants, seem too useless!?

Facing the determined commandants, the Xiongnu Houtian powerhouses suddenly felt immense pressure.

The Xiongnu Xiantian powerhouses fighting the five Brigade Generals naturally noticed Sheng Huai'an.

They also wanted to make a move and kill Sheng Huai'an.

However, they were being held back by the five Brigade Generals, unable to disengage.

But they did remember Sheng Huai'an's appearance and had marked him: This person must die!

Sheng Huai'an was still unaware that he had already attracted the attention of the Xiongnu Xiantian powerhouses.