In that instant, gasps of surprise erupted from all around, and everyone present paled in horror. In the blink of an eye, a cold glint of light, drawn by the whip mark, shot straight through the crowd with a strong gust of wind.
The attendant, who was watching the show while picking at his jawbone, was suddenly scratched across the face, leaving a thin, bloody mark. He cried out in pain and quickly covered his face, retreating to the back of the group.
Such a fierce aura, a deadly move from which almost no one could escape, left the people present speechless with awe.
Mu Wange stared intently at Mu Feiyu, who was retreating one after another. Her delicate lips were an extremely unnatural red. She turned around and launched another fierce attack. Her feet had just left the ground when the golden sword in her opponent's hand retaliated even faster, making the power of each strike between the whip and the sword evenly matched.
Seeing Mu Feiyu, who had been dodging her, suddenly become incredibly aggressive, Mu Wange was filled with rage. She concentrated all her inner strength into her right palm, and the power that erupted at such close range was devouring her opponent with a destructive force that ordinary people could not withstand!
"Mu Feiyu, give me back my father's life!"
Then came another roar, which made Mu Feiyu's ears ring. The shocking scene just a moment ago made him realize that this woman was definitely not the ordinary person he had imagined.
Attacking again, Mu Wange's eyes were firmly locked on her opponent. She threw the nine-section whip with all her might, creating countless arcs of light like thunder and lightning. Mu Feiyu, who was charging towards her, was actually slashed three times on the face, and blood flowed silently down the thin wounds.
The long whip struck like a runaway dragon, its force so great that crackling sounds echoed through the air. Mu Feiyu shifted his heel slightly backward, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. He stared at Mu Wange with a serious expression, a sudden flash of inspiration striking his mind as he recalled the scene of Hua Mancheng being struck by the whip.
With a flick of his fingers, he threw the golden sword from his palm. The sword and the whip clashed violently, their clanging sound instantly shattering the heavens and earth, causing a deafening roar that echoed through the long street and trembled violently. The impact of the collision between the nine-section whip and the golden sword was so great that it even cracked two deep gashes in the ground. The people guarding the side were immediately blasted away by this terrifying force.
Mu Feiyu turned his palm around, and a purple cold light condensed in the air, like a net descending from the sky to obscure Mu Wange's vision. At the same time, three frost flower hidden weapons shot out from his other hand, aiming straight for her shoulder bone. The piercing pain quickly spread to all parts of her body, and all her internal energy suddenly disappeared...
Mu Wange suddenly felt her body almost completely exhausted. Even the nine-section whip flew out of her hand due to loss of arm strength. At this moment, she had no power to fight back. Her limbs went limp, and she slowly fell backward to the ground.
Finally, at this moment, Hua Mancheng gradually woke up. Seeing the scene before him, he was invigorated and a sharp, cold light burst forth from his body. In that instant, he flashed and took a few leaps to arrive behind Mu Feiyu.
When Mu Feiyu belatedly noticed Hua Mancheng's presence, he suddenly heard a soft "plop" as the sword in Hua Mancheng's hand pierced through his chest!
Mu Feiyu turned around in astonishment, staring wide-eyed at Hua Mancheng. Just as he was about to retaliate, Hua Mancheng kicked him first, causing him to lose his balance and stumble to the ground.
Only now did Mu Feiyu's wound start bleeding profusely. Seeing Hua Mancheng closing in step by step, he quickly used his limbs to support his body and retreated repeatedly.
Staring intently at the disheveled Mu Feiyu, who was only focused on escaping, Hua Mancheng's eyes flashed with a sharp, cold light. Holding the Jueying Sword, he pointed it at the woman's chest and said coldly, "Mu Feiyu, you have sentenced a weak woman to death without even knowing the facts. You are unworthy of being an official of the court! Since the law cannot do anything to you, then I, Hua Mancheng, will kill you, this treacherous minister, on behalf of the law today!"
Mu Feiyu's anger finally erupted. Pressing her wound with one hand, she raised her other hand and pointed at Hua Mancheng, letting out a hysterical roar: "I am the current regent of the Northern You Dynasty. If you dare to kill me... you will be sentenced to the extermination of your entire family!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Mu Feiyu's furious expression and sneered, "Hmph! I forgot to tell you, I was born without parents or any close relatives. I, Hua Mancheng, am the head of nine generations. One life for one life, kill me if you will."
He didn't notice at first glance, but at that very moment, a group of soldiers directly targeted Mu Wange, who was lying on the ground, weak and exhausted. They surged up from all directions. Suddenly, the sound of sharp blades stabbing wildly, mixed with miserable screams, pierced the sky!
In the midst of his busy schedule, Hua Mancheng looked back in astonishment, only to see countless long swords pierce through Mu Wange's slender body with a series of splattering sounds. Bright red blood gushed out like a raging jet of water, leaving countless wounds and endless flow of blood, a truly horrifying sight!
"Princess..."
His expression suddenly changed, and he struck Mu Feiyu away with all his might, then cried out and ran wildly through the chaos of the army.
He knelt on both knees, staring intently at the girl whose body was oozing blood. Tears streamed silently down his face, making the figure so close to him seem somewhat dazed.
He carefully reached out his hands and placed that delicate body in his arms. Hua Mancheng looked down at Mu Wange's dying state, his heart aching as if a sharp blade was tearing into his internal organs.
"Princess, Princess..." he called out in a trembling voice, "You must hold on, I'll take you back to heal your wounds right away!"
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