Qiyan, the Turkic general stationed here, was roaring something.
He gripped a long spear and brought it down hard on a Great Sui soldier's head.
His upper body was unarmored, yet blades striking him left only white marks.
Two Great Sui soldiers charged at him.
Qiyan slammed a fist onto one soldier's spear.
The tremendous force drove the butt of the spear straight into the soldier's chest and abdomen. He collapsed without so much as a grunt.
At the sight, several soldiers recoiled in fright and dared not provoke him.
Qiyan raised his spear and let out a thunderous roar.
"Kill them!!"
His roar carried a thick surge of qi and blood power.
Everyone else's voices seemed smothered beneath that single shout, like a thunderclap erupting over level ground.
The Turkic soldiers' morale soared.
The next instant, Li Ping'an, who had been lying hidden among the crowd, found his opening.
Wind rose beneath his feet as he unleashed Shrinking Earth into Inches.
The Staff-Sword formed from the Fusang Tree easily pierced Qiyan's protective gang qi.
It tore through his heart, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Everyone froze, never having imagined that someone who had seemed an invincible god of war just a second earlier-
Would be dispatched so easily the next.
What respectable person would fight you head-on? Deception and sneak attacks were the name of the game.
"Kill!!"
Li Ping'an's voice was no weaker than Qiyan's.
He was now drenched in blood, holding the Turkic general Qiyan's head in his hand.
His presence was like that of a demon god, making the soldiers around him involuntarily take a step back.
"Kill, kill, kill, kill!!!"
Zhao Mu shouted along until his voice was hoarse, and immediately, the roars of Great Sui soldiers rose all around him.
"Kill!"
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