Chapter 1445

Spears rained down upon Xia Yu like hail.

"Bang~ bang~ bang~"

Spears and longswords clashed midair, sparks flying; Xia Yu beheaded the two soldiers at the front in one stroke.

"Clang~ clang~ clang…"

His longsword swung, deflecting every spear away.

Xia Yu moved with blinding speed, while the soldiers at the front reacted far too slowly—by the time they realized it, he was already behind them.

"Puff~ puff~ puff~"

Three longswords pierced their hearts.

This speed was impossible to evade.

"Whoosh~~"

"Bang~ bang~ bang…"

After a volley, every soldier around Xia Yu lay dead—this was the result of long training; in such chaos, spears were less effective than short swords.

"Roar~ roar~ roar…"

A beast's roar echoed—Tuoba Lie finally moved.

He charged toward Xia Yu, gripping his eight-foot snake spear.

"Ding~ ding~ ding~ ding ding…"

Xia Yu raised his spear and clashed with Tuoba Lie; each gripped one end, locked in stalemate.

At that moment, three more spears struck from the side; Xia Yu hurled his Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

"Boom~~"

The three spears were blasted from their wielders' hands; Xia Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade now pressed against Tuoba Lie's throat.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Seeing the razor-sharp blade, Tuoba Lie surrendered instantly—he saw the ice-cold murder in Xia Yu's eyes, unambiguous in its intent.

"You're not worthy."

Xia Yu spoke coldly, then withdrew his blade, leapt upward, and soared onto the city wall.

Tuoba Lie collapsed, clutching his throat; death was not terrifying—what was terrifying was nearing death, only to endure even greater torment.

"Kill him! Kill him for me!"

Tuoba Lie screamed in frenzy.

"Shoo~ shoo~ shoo~"

Arrows swarmed Xia Yu like locusts.

"Crack~~ crack~~"

As Xia Yu swung his blade and advanced, every spear and arrow that crossed his path was severed midair.

"Puch~ puch~ puch~"

A string of muffled thuds followed—Tuoba Lie's soldiers were slaughtered to the last; they stood no chance. Xia Yu raised his blade and brought it down; corpses littered the ground, rivers of blood flowed.

"Splashing~~"

Yet Xia Yu still stood firm, a single drop of blood falling from his Hukou.

At this moment, he was a mighty, invincible god-demon!

"Xia Yu, may you die a cursed death! I curse you to die a cursed death!"

Tuoba Lie's rage burned uncontrollably—he must avenge this!

"Your Majesty, no, don't!"

"Don't!"

The ministers nearby cried out in desperation, but Tuoba Lie ignored them—he drew the curved knife at his side.

"Shhh~"

He leapt violently upward, raising his curved knife high.