Murong Wanli's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at Lu Changfeng, then shot a furious, startled glance at Wang Jingxian, who stood sword in hand in the distance, her killing intent piercing the heavens. He had never imagined that his meticulously arranged killing trap would not only fail to swiftly subdue "Yun Fan," but that Wang Jingxian would suddenly appear and shatter the eight-sword encirclement with a single strike. In the blink of an eye, Chu and Cui were already in mortal danger!
They had yet to lure their targets to the planned ambush site at Changlong Workshop, and already their strongest fighters were on the verge of being wiped out!
I can't wait any longer!
"Die!"
-Heavenly Thunder Draw!
Murong Wanli poured every last ounce of his true qi into the Thunderclap Sword. Violet light blazed from its blade, drawing a thick serpent of lightning crashing down from the dark clouds overhead to merge with the sword's radiance!
He seemed to become a god commanding thunder itself. His power and speed surged as he transformed into a violet thunderbolt tearing through the night sky, abandoning Lu Changfeng to strike straight at Wang Jingxian, who had just withdrawn her sword and was steadying her breath!
To catch the bandits, first capture their king?
No. He intended to use the might of his divine weapon to eliminate this unforeseen variable first and turn the battle around!
A cold gleam flashed in Wang Jingxian's eyes. Facing this thunderous strike bearing the might of heaven and earth, she advanced rather than retreated. Her black robes snapped in the wind, and the Army-Breaker Sword in her hand gave an excited tremor as dark red bloodlight shot skyward!
There was no flourish, only the purest, most savage will to kill!
The kingdom-destroying killing intent