"Who else is there?!
Come and meet your death!"
Xu Wei's deafening roar rang across the entire battlefield, as though it would tear heaven and earth apart.
The Red-Tasseled Spear in his hand traced a dazzling arc through the air, like a streak of red lightning, and precisely hooked an enemy into the air.
The enemy let out a terrified scream, sharp and piercing, as his body was flung high into the air before crashing heavily to the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.
This was already the two hundredth enemy Xu Wei had killed. His spearwork came like a violent storm, impossible to withstand.
Here, he wielded his Red-Tasseled Spear to its fullest potential, every swing stirring up a rain of blood and a reeking wind.
Yet despite his valor, Xu Wei had not emerged unscathed.
Several wounds already marked his body. None were serious, but blood had still stained his clothes red.
Even so, he had no intention of retreating. If anything, he felt he could fight another thousand rounds.
Just then, a cold snort suddenly came from the passage:
"Hmph, Xu Wei, let me take you on!"
Xu Wei looked toward the voice and saw a man appear in the passage, likewise holding a red-tasseled spear.
The man's face seethed with killing intent, and murderous hatred burned in his eyes.
"Cousin? What are you doing here?"
Xu Wei's face filled with shock. He had never imagined that the man before him would be his own cousin.
Moreover, judging by the man's aura, his strength was on par with Xu Wei's.
"Hahahahaha!"
Xu Cousin burst into wild laughter.
"To kill you, of course! What, did you think I came to save you?"
His voice dripped with mockery and contempt.
With that, Xu Cousin thrust his Red-Tasseled