Xiantian Martial Artists

Thump, thump, thump...

Heavy drumbeats echoed from atop the city wall.

The entire world was filled with an air of grim determination, and even the clouds in the sky turned gloomy.

"General, I'm afraid the Xiongnu grand army is about to launch a full-scale assault," a brigade general said with a grave expression.

Yang Ye's expression remained calm. "No matter. With me here, the Xiongnu won't be breaking through this Anning Pass anytime soon."

"Call up two more battalions of soldiers to guard the wall," Yang Ye ordered.

"Understood!"

A brigade general cupped his fists, then turned away to relay the order for two battalions of soldiers to ascend the city wall for defense.

A battalion consisted of two thousand men, and Yang Ye directly called up two battalions totaling four thousand men. Combined with the two-plus battalions already on the wall, the defending forces were increased to over six thousand men.

The two battalions stationed there previously had already suffered fifty percent casualties.

Six thousand men were enough to defend the wall; any more would cause overcrowding, and there was no need to send too many troops up at once.

As the defending side holding a natural advantage, they could continuously draw up reinforcements from the rear anyway.

"Brother Huai'an, be careful and stay alive. Once the battle is over, I'll treat you to flower wine at Yichun Tower in the city," Wang Wu said, before stepping forward to continue slaying the enemy.

"Alright, it's a deal. We'll go carouse together then," Sheng Huai'an also said with a loud laugh.

More and more enemies swarmed up the city wall. Wherever he saw the Xiongnu hostile forces pressing in the hardest, Sheng Huai'an charged right into the fray, fighting with complete disregard for his life.

The Blood Fiend Saber Technique moved like a roaring tiger in his hands, and Xiongnu enemies of weak strength simply could not block a single strike from his blade.

"One, two, three..."

"One point, two points, three points..."

Sheng Huai'an chanted silently in his heart as he killed. His current strength rivaled that of an early-stage martial practitioner, and Xiongnu enemies at the martial disciple realm were continuously cut down by his blade.

He was like a god of war wreathed in baleful intent, his battle robe already dyed crimson with the blood of his enemies.

Just as he was killing with great momentum, he suddenly sensed several powerful presences bearing down on them, making his heart tremble.

Five bulky figures leaped straight up from the Xiongnu grand army below the wall and landed heavily upon the ramparts.

Auras surged around them, true essence rolled in billows, and true qi projected outward.

With a single strike of their palms, their true qi surged forth like a tidal wave, directly blasting a dozen soldiers away.

With just that distant strike of the palm, those dozen soldiers flew backward and hit the ground covered in blood, not a single one left alive.

In an instant, those five Xiongnu powerhouses slaughtered over a hundred defenders, clearing a small section of the city wall into an empty zone.

Fortunately, Sheng Huai'an was standing far away; otherwise, a single palm strike like that would have killed him as well.

No wonder Wang Wu had told him to be careful—true powerhouses ascending the wall could flatten a whole area with a single slap.

"How bold, daring to massacre our Great Wei soldiers!"

"It seems the Left Virtuous King is in a rush to breach the city, actually dispatching five Xiantian Martial Artists to assault the walls."

"Make your move quickly, or the ordinary soldiers on the wall will soon be wiped out by them."

Atop the gate tower, five figures looking like generals also appeared. They leaped down from the tower onto the city wall, blocking the path of the five Xiongnu men.

"Xiongnu dogs, don't you dare act so rampantly," a bearded brigade general shouted angrily.

"Wei dogs, we thought you didn't dare to come out and meet us in battle. Hahaha!" A Xiongnu powerhouse laughed loudly.

"Kill them, seize the city wall, and let the grand army pass through the pass," another Xiongnu Xiantian powerhouse commanded.

"Kill!"

"Kill them!"

BOOM!!

In an instant, the ten of them clashed in a fierce battle. True qi churned, and the oppressive might was enough to keep ordinary soldiers from daring to approach.

That entire stretch of the wall had become a battlefield for the ten of them.

Even from far away, Sheng Huai'an could feel the intense pressure.

Hah, so these are martial Dao powerhouses? He felt no fear; instead, he was somewhat thrilled and excited.

Such powerhouses were precisely what he yearned to be.

Soon, his Slaughter Value rose to 60 points once more.

Name: Sheng Huai'an
Race: Human
Realm: Martial Disciple Great Perfection (+)
Techniques: Ferocious Ox Strength (Minor Success), Blood Fiend Saber Technique (Minor Success)
Strength: 1,500 jin
Talent: Bronze Archer (+)
Slaughter Value: 60

Glancing at the golden light screen, his cultivation could be elevated once again.

Sheng Huai'an felt a surge of excitement—it looked like he could break through to the martial practitioner realm today.

Watching the endless stream of Xiongnu troops swarming up to attack the city, Sheng Huai'an did not hesitate to add points and elevate his cultivation.

On this battlefield, the greater one's strength, the higher the chance of survival.

Those with low strength were nothing more than cannon fodder, and most of them were already dead.

With a one-click point allocation, a powerful wave of current flooded through his entire body, continuously scouring and tempering his physique and bones.

Sheng Huai'an could feel the boundless power inside him steadily reinforcing his flesh, blood, and skin.

The aura around him rose by a massive margin, and his strength underwent another heaven-shaking transformation.

Name: Sheng Huai'an
Race: Human
Realm: Martial Disciple Limit
Techniques: Ferocious Ox Strength (Minor Success), Blood Fiend Saber Technique (Minor Success)
Strength: 2,000 jin
Talent: Bronze Archer (+)
Slaughter Value: 20

After glancing at the light screen, Sheng Huai'an was dumbfounded. What on earth was the Martial Disciple Limit?

Didn't martial Dao divisions consist of minor realms like early stage, mid stage, late stage, and great perfection?

Consuming forty points of Slaughter Value had only resulted in the Martial Disciple Limit.

He had expected it to cost sixty points of Slaughter Value and break him through to the martial practitioner realm.

Still, it wasn't bad. His strength had increased by five hundred jin, reaching two thousand jin.

His power had increased once more. Although no Martial True Essence had been generated within his body, his raw might would be no weaker than a martial practitioner at the mid stage.

After achieving a breakthrough in his strength, Sheng Huai'an continued his massive slaughter, though he deliberately avoided the battlefield where the ten powerhouses were locked in combat.

That section of the city wall had become a vacuum zone; both the defending forces and the Xiongnu grand army gave it a wide berth, not daring to draw near.

Any stray arc of combat true qi could easily slaughter a martial practitioner—who with a death wish would actively throw themselves into the mix?

With his strength greatly increased, Sheng Huai'an dispatched a dozen Xiongnu soldiers who had charged onto the city wall in just a short moment.

"Stop right there!"

A loud shout rang out from behind Sheng Huai'an.

Sheng Huai'an turned his head and saw a thick-waisted, robust Xiongnu brute glaring furiously at him.

SPLAT!!

Sheng Huai'an raised his hand and brought down his blade, cutting down an early-stage martial disciple Xiongnu enemy with a single strike.

"I told you to fucking stop, didn't you hear me?" The Xiongnu brute looked at Sheng Huai'an with gloomy eyes, his face full of killing intent.

"I heard you. You tell me to stop and I just stop? What an idiot." Sheng Huai'an wiped the blood-stained blade with his robe and said indirection.

Were these Xiongnu people all complete morons? Telling him to stop right in the middle of a battlefield.

"Courting death!"

"A puny martial disciple, and I'll hack off your dog's head, you Wei dog!"

The Xiongnu brute raised a large saber and slashed down.

Sheng Huai'an directly used the Blood Fiend Saber Technique to counter the enemy, chopping the brute down to the ground in three moves.

"You... how can you be so strong?" The Xiongnu brute's eyes were filled with sheer disbelief.

He was an early-stage martial practitioner and a centurion in the Xiongnu grand army, yet he had been hacked down onto the ground by a mere martial disciple.

"A puny martial practitioner, how laughable. Are martial practitioners really that strong? You are the second Xiongnu martial practitioner I've killed." Sheng Huai'an severed the opponent's head with a single stroke.

His Slaughter Value directly increased by five points.

Slaying an early-stage Xiongnu martial practitioner yielded five points of Slaughter Value.

"Sure enough, the stronger the strength, the greater the harvest of Slaughter Value," Sheng Huai'an muttered to himself.

Yet on the battlefield, there were ultimately more ordinary soldiers, and killing them was much faster.

"Did this brat eat some ultimate ginseng pill? His strength is growing so fast." Wang Wu, not far away, noticed that Sheng Huai'an had actually slain yet another early-stage Xiongnu martial practitioner, and he couldn't help clicking his tongue in amazement.

How long had it been, and his raw power was already about to catch up to his own?

Could it be that monstrous martial Dao talents truly existed in this world?!

Wang Wu's heart was far from calm.

Like a fierce tiger and slaughtering god, Sheng Huai'an quickly cut down over twenty Xiongnu enemies and arrived at Wang Wu's side.

"Brother Wang, what cultivation realms are those five Xiongnu powerhouses and the five generals at?" Sheng Huai'an asked.

"Xiantian Martial Artists!"

Wang Wu sliced down a Xiongnu soldier with a single blade before replying.

"Xiantian Martial Artists?!" Longing filled Sheng Huai'an's eyes.

He too needed to grow rapidly and become a Xiantian Martial Artist, Sheng Huai'an resolved silently in his heart.