Yuwen Sheng raised his arm, flicking away some of the sticky blood from his sword. His scarlet lips curled into a malicious smile as he urged, "Run! Run! Why aren't you moving?"
"..."
That gentle tone, combined with the current scene, isn't just perverted, it's downright perverted.
Gongshu Jiruo glanced around indifferently and saw that all his entourage had fallen, leaving only him standing.
Even in this situation where there is no way to escape, Gongshu Jiruo still maintains his proud and unyielding demeanor. He said, "How did you manage to take Tiger Roar Pass? In such a short time, you planned to escape from Yongchun and also lay an ambush at Tiger Roar Pass. It is impossible to accomplish all of this at the same time."
Seeing that he was now playing such meaningless tricks on him, Yuwen Sheng wanted to laugh. He sighed softly, "It's a pity that your dying words were about this."
One second he was smiling gently, the next he had transformed into a cold, gleaming sword.
Gongshu Jiruo never expected that he wouldn't even utter a single unnecessary word, perfectly embodying the principle of being ruthless towards the enemy.
With a cold expression, he turned and ran. He knew that his martial arts skills were inferior to his, and even though he was equipped with hidden weapons, this kind of external power had its limitations. He needed someone else to shield him from harm or buy him some crucial time.
Sizzle—
The sword blade sliced through his body once more. Gongshu Jiruo could no longer discern where he had been injured this time; the lingering, bone-deep pain had numbed his senses and judgment...
"Yes, that's it. Struggle, run, hehehe..."
when!
The heavy blow struck his knee—his lower body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.
Gongshu Jiru immediately understood that Yuwen Sheng not only wanted to cripple his vital hands, which he relied on for survival, but also wanted to make him unable to stand up again.
Gongshu Ji managed to save himself time and time again by installing protective gear on all the important parts of his body...
He saw a strand of his hair cut off and scattered on the ground. Looking at the hair on the ground, he felt a chill in his heart. As he struggled to his feet, he vomited blood.
Suddenly everything went black. Out of instinct, he turned around and quickly pulled the hidden arrow in his sleeve.
Whoosh—
These three arrows, both urgent and deadly, were aimed at the three most dangerous parts of the body.
If it were an ordinary martial artist, even if they could react in time to dodge, it would be impossible to dodge all three.
But there is a prodigy in this world, Yuwen Sheng, who has faced life and death countless times, yet he noticed Gongshu Jiruo's unusual behavior the moment he changed his actions.
He swung his sword, swift as lightning, and with three clangs, deflected the attack.
"It seems that your Gongshu family isn't as upright as outsiders say. You're just as ruthless as anyone else." Yuwen Sheng brushed his long hair that had fallen across his chest behind him, then glanced at the three poisoned needles on the ground.
Gongshu Jiru wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His dark eyes showed no remorse as he slowly stood up: "Isn't it only natural to retaliate against a vicious person with vicious methods?"
Yuwen Sheng met Gongshu Jiruo's eyes at that moment. One of them was sinister and cruel, while the other was cold and piercing. They both wished they could get rid of each other as soon as possible.
Yuwen Sheng smiled and said, "I'd like to see how many more vicious methods you have up your sleeve to deal with someone as wicked as me."
Before the words had even finished, a flash of sword light appeared, like a blooming silver lotus...
Gongshu Jiruo fell to the ground again, his blue robe now mostly stained red, coughing up blood.
Yuwen Sheng stepped forward and pierced his palm with a sword. He saw him twitch in pain, his face pale, but he didn't utter a sound. He then used the tip of the bright red sword to poke his throat. Remembering what he had said before, his heart was filled with turmoil.
He lowered his voice, asking in an almost gentle tone, "It's those divisive words spoken here. She already harbors resentment towards me; how much more do you want her to despise me before you're satisfied..."
"Who are you?! Release my lord at once!"
A furious shout came from behind, followed by a violent impact. Yuwen Sheng raised his eyes coolly, and without turning his head, he easily dodged it.
"My lord, how are you? It's Saw, we've arrived!"
After Ju Zi punched Yuwen Sheng away, a team of elite troops from the Gongshu family rushed over and formed a tight encirclement, protecting Gongshu Ji Ruo who was lying in a pool of blood.
These people were all handpicked by the Gongshu family to protect Gongshu Jiruo. They were Gongshu Jiruo's guards, divided into secret and overt units, specializing in assassination and guard duty.
Gongshu Jiruo was helped to his feet by the saw. He opened his eyes, his cold, pale face now filled with murderous intent. He looked at Yuwen Sheng and uttered only one word: "Kill!"
"yes!"
The voices were like thunder, and the momentum was like a raging torrent.
Seeing that Gongshu Jiruo's reinforcements had arrived, and that continuing the fight would only attract more pursuers, several Ye soldiers rushed out and shouted, "General, retreat quickly!"
However, Yuwen Sheng, who had not taken advantage of this best opportunity to eliminate Gongshu Jiruo, did not intend to let the matter rest.
His bloodthirsty, dark eyes were fixed on Gongshu Jiruo, who was now surrounded by guards. To kill him, they would have to kill everyone else first, and these people would rather die than retreat.
"Go scout ahead, I'll catch up."
After giving only one instruction, Yuwen Sheng rushed over.
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