Chapter 469 The City Lord Escapes

The wind and snow grew more violent, sweeping up snowflakes all over the sky like thousands of silver blades, but they were unable to penetrate the murderous aura condensed around him.

His figure stood tall in the wind and snow, like an unshakable lone peak. The cold light flickered on his long sword, reflecting the resolute and cold light in his eyes.

The expression of the Lord of Blizzard City suddenly changed. He gripped his spear tightly, with deep fear in his eyes. The guards around him also drew their swords, but no one dared to step forward easily.

The air was filled with an extremely suppressed tension, as if even breathing could stir up a storm.

Ming Yang took a step forward slowly, each step was on the thick snow, but it was silent, as if he was walking in the void.

His gaze pierced through the wind and snow, meeting the City Lord's gaze. It was a soul-piercing scrutiny that sent a chill down his spine. "Ming Yang, how dare you!"

Ming Yang stood in the center of the wind and snow, his clothes fluttering in the wind, but there seemed to be an invisible barrier around him, isolating the snowflakes from the outside.

His eyes were as cold as ice and snow, "Why wouldn't I dare!"

Suddenly, the Lord of Blizzard City took out something. When Ming Yang saw what it was, his eyes trembled and his anger grew even stronger. "Li Zhong, you were the one who shut down the city defense formation. How dare you!"

On the roof, Luo Li's eyes also trembled. When the city lord escaped, there was no need to close the city defense formation, unless someone asked him to do so.

Below, Ming Yang had obviously thought of the same thing, "You, have betrayed the enemy."

The wind and snow suddenly grew stronger, as if only this silver-white expanse remained between heaven and earth, and the undercurrent of confrontation between the two men surged.

Ming Yang's figure seemed even more isolated in the wind and snow. His eyes were like deep cold pools, reflecting the ancient token in the city lord's hand - the control core of the city defense formation.

A faint but not negligible light was flowing on the token, and every ray of light seemed to be a mockery of Mingyang's former loyalty and beliefs.

"Li Zhong, you and I once fought side by side, protecting the peace of this city for decades. Now you threaten me with this object, disregarding the safety of the entire city!"

Ming Yang's voice was low and powerful, and every word he spoke was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present.

He waved his hand violently, and the air around him seemed to tremble, but the power that was about to explode was suppressed by him, and it only turned into circles of ripples that were invisible to the naked eye, quietly spreading in the wind and snow.

The Lord of Blizzard City smiled cruelly, "Ming Yang, I told you, if I don't do this, I will die."

Ming Yang sneered, "You coward! When you were enjoying the support of the city's citizens, why didn't you tell them not to do this?!"

The Lord of Blizzard City seemed to be stabbed, but he calmed down after a moment. He knew that he could not beat Ming Yang.

Ming Yang is a powerful warrior ranked in the top 1,000 on the list. He was sent to Blizzard City to be the deputy city lord only because he was stubborn and inflexible and offended others.

But he is still a strong man that he cannot reach.

Amidst the wind and snow, the two men's confrontation seemed to stand still. The city lord slowly raised his hand, attempting to conceal his inner fear with a final act of dignity. However, looking at the longsword that had slain countless powerful men, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he finally dropped it powerlessly.

He took a deep breath of cold air, trying to calm the waves in his heart, but he could only hear his rapid breathing mixed with the chaos of the storm raging outside the city.

Finally, the city lord compromised. He gritted his teeth and said, "I can give you this city defense order as long as you let me go!"

Ming Yang gripped the hilt of the sword so hard that it turned pale. "Even if I kill you, I can still get the city defense order from you!"

The city lord's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He raised his hand quickly and said, "The city protection order only recognizes the city lord. Even if you kill me, you can't activate the city protection formation!"

Ming Yang teleported in front of the city lord, the tip of his sword against his neck, "Open the city defense formation, don't make me say it a third time."

The Lord of Blizzard City sneered, "Ming Yang, do you think I'm a fool? If I open it now, will you let me go?"

Luo Li supported his chin with one hand, feeling that the two of them were really arguing with each other. If Ming Yang just killed him, the city defense order would become ownerless. As the deputy city lord, he would have the authority to use it.

Apparently Yue Hanchuan thought the same thing. He grasped the long sword at his waist and said, "I'll go help him."

Luo Li pressed the hilt of his sword, "You forgot, we have no way of hitting the people inside. We are just witnesses of history."

Yue Hanchuan suddenly lost his strength and his gaze fell down again.

Ming Yang said coldly, "Then what do you want?"

The city lord pointed to the underground passage and said, "Let me go, and I will naturally open the city defense formation."

Seeing Ming Yang about to speak, he added, "I can swear to the ancestors!"

Ming Yang narrowed his eyes, "You are not trustworthy."

The Lord of Blizzard City was desperate. "What are you going to do? I have to run away anyway. I don't want to die."

The two men's mouths were moving, but Luo Li and the others could not hear anything.

Luo Li scratched her ears and said, "No, what are they talking about? Why can't I hear it?"

Yue Hanchuan also looked doubtful about his life, "I can't hear it either."

The sound of the raging wind and snow continued, but the two people below seemed to be performing a pantomime. Ming Yang nodded after hearing what the Lord of Blizzard City said.

Then they watched as the Lord of Blizzard City opened the city defense formation, threw down the city defense order, and led his soldiers into the underground passage. In an instant, Ming Yang was the only one left in the City Lord's Mansion.

Ming Yang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the Blizzard City where the wind and snow had finally stopped, and turned around and rushed towards the city gate.

The wind and snow suddenly stopped, and an unusual tranquility filled the air, as if even time had stopped.

Ming Yang's figure stretched out before the empty City Lord's Mansion, each step resolute and resolute. His eyes gleamed with determination in the dim light, his clothes dancing lightly in the wind.

Luo Li and Yue Hanchuan followed closely behind. They used their spiritual power, leaving only a residual shadow.

At the gate of Blizzard City, the soldiers looked solemn, holding spears in their hands.

At the front of the team, Rong Yan was wearing black and gold armor, holding a huge sword, with a calm look in his eyes.

Yuan Tang was also wearing blue close-fitting soft armor and holding a whip in his hand. His figure was much smaller than Rong Yan.

She looked at the night sky with a gentle expression, "Today is the day. I wonder if Xiaoran is asleep yet."

They all knew that the life or death of Blizzard City depended on this night.

Rong Yan put his arm around her shoulders and said in a low and gentle voice, "Atang, you..."

Yuan Tang covered his lips, chuckled and shook his head, "I grew up in Blizzard City, and no one loves this city more than me."

The two smiled at each other, then flew and landed on top of the city wall.

The night was as dark as ink, and snowflakes outside the city fell silently, covering the city with a layer of silver.

Rong Yan and Yuan Tang stood side by side on the top of the city wall. The wind was bitingly cold, but it could not blow away the determination in their eyes.