Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

As he spoke, the black-armored youth picked up a nearby crossbow.

This type of crossbow possessed the terrifying ability to kill Cultivators.

Crossbow in hand, the black-armored youth strode forward and aimed it at the Nanyang Guard below.

At the same time.

On the city wall, a group of guards also stepped forward in unison, aiming their crossbows down.

"Fall back!"

Tan Zhengqing knew the Killing Power of these crossbows and yelled for them to retreat.

The Nanyang Guard were filled with fury. Their homes were in Nanyang City, and their enemies were in Nanyang City as well.

Yet here they were, blocked outside and about to be shot down by their own people!

Retreat!

The Red Blood Warhorses neighed and cried out. With a resentful shout, the Nanyang Guard retreated, utterly humiliated.

"This pack of bandits is trying to escape! Don’t let them get away! Kill them all!"

The black-armored youth gave a sinister smile. How could he possibly let them go?

He pulled the trigger. An arrow shot out, imbued with terrifying True Essence. A direct hit could instantly obliterate a person.

And this arrow was aimed straight at the unmoving Ye Wushuang in the crowd!

"Damn it, are they trying to wipe us all out?!"

The Nanyang Guard were grinding their teeth in rage, their chests filled with humiliation and resentment. Their own people were trying to kill them, and they couldn’t fight back. All they could do was endure this frustration, this bitterness!

BOOM!

Suddenly, Ye Wushuang, who had been motionless, shot upward, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He thrust out a hand, which transformed into a giant claw, and snatched at the incoming arrow.

"See that? If they were truly the Nanyang Guard, why would they resist? This group must be bandits! Hurry up and kill them all!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang charge up, the black-armored youth sneered and commanded loudly.

BOOM!

The guards on the wall watched Ye Wushuang rush up, their expressions shifting. They fired their crossbows, unleashing a volley of countless arrows.

The rain of arrows was extremely dense, showing no mercy.

Ye Wushuang’s expression was cold. He caught the first arrow with one hand while his other hand shot out, summoning the Heavenly Concealing Hand to descend from the sky.

BOOM!

The sky-filling rain of arrows was instantly annihilated!

Ye Wushuang’s gaze locked onto the black-armored youth as he used the Seven Steps of the Reversed Dragon to charge up to the city wall!

"Stop him!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang break through, the black-armored youth’s pupils shrank, and he roared.

Squads of guards surged forward to surround and kill Ye Wushuang!

"Get out of my way!"

Ye Wushuang’s body shuddered. A roiling sea of energy erupted from him, blasting the surrounding crowd dozens of meters back.

When the black-armored youth saw this, his face paled, and he hastily retreated!

"And where do you think you’re going?"

Ye Wushuang snorted coldly. He reached out, and a True Essence Hand materialized to seize the black-armored youth.

The black-armored youth was only at the Spiritual Spring Seventh Layer. How could he possibly be a match for Ye Wushuang?

In an instant, the black-armored youth’s body was dragged before Ye Wushuang on the city wall.

"Ye Wushuang, what do you think you’re doing?! Is the Nanyang Guard trying to rebel?!"

The black-armored youth shrieked in terror. He realized that in Ye Wushuang’s grasp, he was like an ant, completely powerless to resist.

"You knew my name was Ye Wushuang, and you knew the men below were the Nanyang Guard. Yet you tried to kill me, and you tried to kill them. You deserve to die!"

Ye Wushuang’s eyes were ice-cold.

The black-armored youth had known their identities from the very beginning.

And yet, he had been determined to kill them.

He wanted to slaughter them all, branding them as bandits with every word. Every sentence was a provocation, laced with killing intent!

For that alone, he deserved death!

"Ye Wushuang, I’m a member of the Di Family! If you dare kill me, the Di Family will never let you go!"

The black-armored youth roared, his courage shattered by Ye Wushuang’s killing intent. He was screaming frantically.

"The Di Family? Are they so impressive?"

Ye Wushuang’s eyes were savage. He raised his other hand, which now held a black arrow.

It was the very first arrow the black-armored youth had shot!

"I’m returning this to you!"

A glint of murderous light flashed. The arrow pierced the void, stabbing toward the center of the black-armored youth’s brow.

"Aaaargh!"

The arrowhead pierced the black-armored youth’s skin, and the searing pain made him scream.

"So you know pain, too!"

Ye Wushuang stared coldly at the black-armored youth. He thrust forward with both hands. With a SQUELCH, the arrow pierced through the youth’s brow, instantly pinning his body to the top of the city wall!

Fresh blood dripped down, scattering like flower petals!

"You’re next, Di Xuan!"

Ye Wushuang looked far into Nanyang City. The sight of his figure on the city wall scared the guards witless.

The Nanyang Guard... the people below were all the Nanyang Guard.

In that moment, they understood everything.

They all trembled, knowing they had just made an enemy of the Nanyang Guard.

"Open the gates!"

Ye Wushuang ordered coldly. The guards shuddered, then quickly ran down to open the city gates.

And on the city wall, the black-armored youth’s corpse hung high for all to see.

"Kill Di Xuan!"

Instantly, the Nanyang Guard spurred their horses into Nanyang City, their blood-soaked Battle Armor a striking crimson!

The sun was setting. Although the gates of Nanyang City were closed, the streets within were still bustling with activity.

RUMBLE!

Suddenly, a violent tremor shook the streets.

The crowd stopped what they were doing and looked toward the distance in unison. All at once, their pupils constricted!

Red Blood horses, Red Blood Battle Armor, and eyes as red as blood!

Like an army that had fought its way out of Hell, they charged toward the crowd. The sheer killing intent, the blood-red eyes that chilled one to the bone, made everyone’s spirit tremble.

In an instant, everyone scrambled out of the way, clearing a path.

RUMBLE!

The warhorses thundered past, and the thick stench of blood assailed everyone’s senses.

The Nanyang Guard!

It’s the Nanyang Guard!

Watching these figures, many people cried out in shock.

"Didn’t Di Xuan say they were all killed in battle? What’s going on?"

A day ago, the Nanyang Guard had been ambushed while suppressing bandits. The entire force was annihilated, and only Di Xuan had made it back alive.

That’s what Di Xuan had said himself!

But what was happening now?

RUMBLE!

The Red Blood Warhorses charged straight for the North Camp Training Ground like a raging storm, leaving everyone stunned!

「North Camp Training Ground.」

"Fourth Young Master, rest assured. The Big Master of Black Wind Valley has already broken through to the Yin Yang Realm. That’s more than enough to wipe them all out. We just need to wait to collect Ye Wushuang’s corpse."

Di Xuan said respectfully, standing behind Fourth Young Master Di.

"The Yin Yang Realm!"

Fourth Young Master Di sneered. "It’s a pity I can’t kill Ye Wushuang with my own hands. But it’s fine. We’ll get rid of Tan Zhengqing along the way!"

Then, as if remembering something, Fourth Young Master Di turned his head and said, "Now that Tan Zhengqing is dead, the position of Captain is vacant. Seize this opportunity!"

"Don’t worry, I will definitely seize it. The position of Captain will be mine!"

Di Xuan smiled confidently.

Just as the words left Di Xuan’s mouth, a cold voice suddenly rang out from outside the training ground: "I’m not dead yet. How could you possibly take it?"

The icy voice made Di Xuan freeze. He subconsciously turned toward the sound.

BOOM!

Suddenly, blood-soaked figures burst through the training ground gates, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.

"Ye Wushuang!"

Di Xuan’s eyes shifted to the white-robed figure at the very front. He recognized him. It was Ye Wushuang! He wasn’t dead!

"You didn’t expect this, did you? We’re not dead!"

A series of low, bloodthirsty voices came from the mouths of the Nanyang Guard. Their eyes were filled with bloodlust and hatred!

"Impossible! How is this possible?!"

Di Xuan’s pupils shrank. STAGGER, STAGGER, STAGGER. He stumbled back several steps!

"Today, we’ll use your blood to honor our dead brothers!"

The Nanyang Guard advanced step by step, their hands tightening around their longspears.

The bloodstained spears radiated a grim killing intent!

Fourth Young Master Di’s gaze darkened. He stared at the motionless Ye Wushuang and instantly moved to block Di Xuan!

"He is a member of the Di Family! You cannot kill him!"

A domineering voice came from Fourth Young Master Di’s mouth.

The Seven Kills Family, a member of the Di Family—who would dare to kill him?