Chapter 109: Chapter 96: The Sword Furnace Finger
The Vermilion Bird Avenue was twinkling like a sky full of stars.
Array patterns, like ancient totems, were branded on the bodies of the giants from the Leize clan, who dragged war chariots for the deities of the vast heavenly court.
This was a ticulously laid trap.
Now, the prey had arrived, the hunters were in place, and the audience had gathered.
It was about to imprison the wildness of the savage wolf, pull out its sharp fangs, and sever its lethal claws.
At so point, a window pane shimring with array patterns had been silently pushed ajar by soone.
Two pairs of eyes appeared from within.
One above the other.
Both fixated unblinkingly on the situation outside.
“Zhao Rong, you’re so heavy, you’re hurting .”
“Why do you have to complain about everything?”
“Then you go underneath, I’ll stay on top.”
“…Do you feel better now?”
“Mhm, it’s better… Zhao Rong, what’s that thing? It’s pressing against and it hurts~”
“Shh, stop talking.”
With no other choice, Zhao Rong moved the hilt of the scholar sword that was pressing against Su Xiaoxiao’s back away from his waist, but his eyes continued to stare unblinkingly at the scene outside, at the lone wolf-like figure in the center of the street.
At this mont, inside the room, he and Su Xiaoxiao both squeezed in front of the window, observing the outside through the slit.
He leaned forward because below him was a squatting little Fox Demon…
Before this, after they left Baoyun Manor, they followed Liu Sanbian all the way here, witnessing everything that had happened not long ago.
Suddenly, Zhao Rong stood upright, his brow furrowed, and he turned to stare at a teacup full of chilled tea on a nearby table.
The surface of the water rippled silently.
Zhao Rong closed his eyes.
He felt it.
The attic was trembling, no, it was the earth that was shaking!
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud…
At the end of Vermilion Bird Avenue.
The black-robed elder whispered a few words to Qin Ji.
Upon hearing this, the latter chuckled and nodded his head, then glanced back.
Afterward, both n retreated to the side of the street, clearing the way at the intersection.
Thud, thud-thud, thud-thud-thud!
The sound from afar grew increasingly louder.
The tables and chairs on the street trembled slightly.
It was as if so unknown gigantic beast was charging towards them.
Thud-thud-thud————!
Closer, closer, and closer!
The gazes fiercely shot past the intersection, and a black line erged in the distance.
A pitch-black line.
That was… the Iron Cavalry!
Within a short ti.
They had already appeared before their eyes.
This was a “steel torrent.”
Divided into ten square formations, arrayed in sequence along the street, each group of one hundred Iron Cavalry ford a square, shaped like a triangle with the foremost three riders at the front.
At the end of the street, nine square formations of Iron Cavalry halted and stood their ground, waiting while maintaining distance.
But the foremost hundred Black Riders kept moving without stopping their horses’ hooves.
Like a sharp dagger.
Straight into the heart.
“Woo————”
The desolate sound of the horn rose.
This was… the charge!
The next second.
If one were in Vermilion Bird Avenue.
They would feel the all-encompassing sound of horse’s hooves coming towards them, like the raging sea raising a devastating tidal wave.
Endless! Unstoppable!
In an instant, it could flood the vast expanse of Vermilion Bird Avenue.
Crushing everything that dared to stand in its way, twisting and turning small creatures daring to block the path of this juggernaut.
The tsunami was surging.
The earth trembled.
At this mont, in the middle of the wide street, a solitary figure stood with his hands hanging by his sides.
His gaze was fixed on the oncoming tide of black steel.
His expression calm, his eyes blood-red.
He fell silent for three breaths.
The man with blood-red eyes moved.
His right fist led in front as he assud an ancient fist stance.
This was the Starting Position from “Mountain Carrying Volu”—the Elbow Position!
The overwhelming martial vigor of a true Martial Artist burst forth from him like the blazing sun in the sky!
Facing the steel tidal wave.
He was flesh and blood, yet also a Sixth Grade Martial Artist with vast energy!
All the tables and objects around him shivered and retreated.
And he would fight to the death, without retreating!
In an instant.
He moved.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
Wherever he went.
The granite floor turned to powder beneath his feet.
The man with blood-red eyes charged headlong into the steel tide!
To his left, countless Black Armors stood silent and unmoving.
To his right was a lone nine-foot-tall figure, also wordless.
The next second.
The two t.
Ti seed to slow down.
Like a silent mi show, it played out slowly.
Cold Black Armor twisted and shattered, blades and spears snapped, scattering fragnts.
The three foremost riders in Black Armor broke apart like a Glazed Mirror.
Then.
The nine-foot figure slamd into the midst of the steel flood.
Subrged.
The next mont.
The blood-eyed man punched out.
In an instant.
Countless “fragnts of the Glazed Mirror” flew into the air.
Revealing the blood-eyed man subrged within.
Then.
Subrged once more.
The next mont.
Shattered again by a punch.
Flesh and blood flew, shards of armor exploded.
Subrged over and over.
Punching out, one punch after another.
Again and again.
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Li Shida, who had just used his Blackwood Token to issue an order, chuckled, hands behind his back as he looked out the window, waiting for the entertaining drama that was about to unfold.
When he saw the steel flood colliding with that lone figure, Li Shida narrowed his eyes as if he were silently admiring a masterpiece.
The elderly Array Master was a Tribute supported by the Qin family of Langxi, bought at a great price.
Having learned of Liu Sanbian’s attempt to strike at Qin Ji, he had entreated the old Array Master to co overnight to set up the Array.
Now, they had entrapped the prey.
This Liu Sanbian would not be able to break the Array and escape in a short ti. He could only face the head-on charge of the Great Wei’s Imperial Army’s Iron Cavalry, freshly recalled from the frontier battlegrounds to switch guards.
It was the period when their bloodlust and martial vigor were at their peak.
Even if Liu Sanbian could pierce through these Iron Cavalry and reach Qin Ji, as long as the Array held, they could transport Qin Ji away just as they had before.
Ha, this Martial Artist now had no chance of escape. First, they would use the Iron Cavalry to wear down his spirit and energy. When his vigor depleted and he began to falter, that would be the mont of his doom.
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