Chapter 1676

"Swoosh!"

A sharp arrow shot forth in an instant.

Its speed was extraordinarily swift.

"Ah, save me!"

The Beiming Sect disciple cried out.

Yet at this moment, he was already too late to dodge.

But upon hearing the voice, Ximen Wudi's brows furrowed even deeper.

After all, the Beiming Sect was his ally.

Now, they had turned on him—this filled him with intense anger.

And at that very moment.

A figure appeared, blocking beside the Beiming Sect disciple.

Grabbed the arrow and hurled it backward.

The Beiming Sect disciple, without needing to ask, knew someone had just saved his life.

He then turned his grateful gaze toward the direction from which the arrow had flown.

Yet at that very moment, a small figure beside him slowly rose to her feet.

Her face was covered in frost.

Her eyes were moist.

She looked pitiful, with several bloodstains on her chest.

Clearly injured, yet when she saw the Beiming Sect disciple still enduring and running toward the city.

She could no longer hold back—tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Gongsun Ying, are you alright?"

Looking at the girl, the Beiming Sect disciple spoke.

He truly worried for Gongsun Ying.

"I'm fine!"

The girl said stubbornly.

She did not want the Beiming Sect disciple to see her in such a disheveled state.

But how could she deceive him?

"Hmph, don't bother lying to me—you're injured.

Your father died protecting me.

If my Master hadn't arrived in time, I too would have been killed by those bastards!"

"What? My father is dead?

Then why didn't you tell me sooner?

He died protecting us!"

Upon hearing his voice,

Gongsun Ying could not help but speak.

Her voice choked, her eyes filled with desolation.

"Ha, do you think anyone can be your father? Was he worthy?

But now that he died protecting you, you should finally understand how good I am!"

The Beiming Sect disciple said, a look of pride on his face.

"Slap!"

Just as his words ended, a sharp crack rang out.

Instantly, his handsome face swelled.

It was unmistakably the imprint of Gongsun Ying's palm.

"I hate you. I hate all of you.

You forced me into this—I hate you, I hate…"

Gongsun Ying's voice dripped with venom.

On the other side, the Beiming Sect disciple was utterly stunned.

He never imagined that a mere girl would strike down a divine monarch like him.

But at this moment, he paid her no mind.

He turned and fled into the distance.

She knew her mission was complete.

At the same time, Ximen Wudi walked toward the city.

Yet he did not attack the civilians within.

After all, this was a human city—if he slaughtered them all,

how would the people of Great Zhou survive in the future?

But the foreign barbarians would not let Ximen Wudi go unpunished.

Though Great Zhou's iron cavalry had slain many of their troops,

more reinforcements kept pouring in endlessly.

Cold killing intent flashed in Ximen Wudi's eyes.

He was preparing to annihilate all these enemies right here.

And upon seeing such a scene.

The group of generals following behind him began to try to dissuade him.

"Your Majesty, your current cultivation is far too weak.

Leave these people to us!"

Li Yuanba said, his face full of excitement.

Then, he picked up a massive hammer and walked forward.

However, just at this moment.

An aged figure appeared at this very moment.

His form was over three meters tall.

A dragon's head atop his crown.

A ferocious glint radiating from his eyes.

Having just arrived here.

He stared straight at Ximen Wudi.

And in Ximen Wudi's eyes, a solemn expression also surfaced.

Because he discovered that he could not discern the other's cultivation.

"How dare you block Us — today you shall leave your life behind!"

Ximen Wudi said flatly.

Although the opponent's strength made him feel a crushing pressure.

Yet, beside him, there was still a group of generals present.

"Hehehe, mere ants dare to speak so brazenly before this King.

Simply seeking death!"

Hearing Ximen Wudi's words, the giant instead laughed as he spoke.

But then, in the next instant, he threw a punch straight toward Ximen Wudi.

It was a barbaric fighting style, yet terrifyingly so.

Wherever the fist's qi passed, space itself shattered.

Ximen Wudi's pupils involuntarily contracted — he had not expected these barbarians to also employ divine abilities.

And just at this moment.