Behind her were Ning Yuke and the others, while in front of her was a sea of black-clad assassins.
At first glance, Wei Changtian’s situation seemed similar to before, but in reality, it was vastly different.
Earlier, he could still dodge and weave in a small range, but now, if he wanted to save the lives of those behind him, he couldn’t afford to dodge even once.
The smoke and battle cries rising from a distance indicated that reinforcements had arrived at the perimeter, and it was estimated that they would reach this place within ten breaths.
However, for Wei Changtian, these ten breaths were the most dangerous.
Ten breaths……
The assassins, who had already been “counter-encircled,” didn’t flee or try to break through; instead, they charged towards the horse carriage at an even faster pace.
The noon sunlight shone on the numerous cold blades, and in an instant, they reached Wei Changtian’s front.
“Clang!!”
The first urgent sword slashed down, and the precision steel long sword only held out for a moment before snapping in two.
Along with it, the assassin’s left arm broke off as well.
Nine breaths……
One sword had just passed, and immediately, multiple swords struck simultaneously, each infused with powerful inner energy.
If he were rational, Wei Changtian should have dodged.
But he had already gone berserk, directly facing the swords head-on. In the blink of an eye, his upper body’s clothes were torn to shreds, and white imprints covered his inner armor.
A moment passed, and fresh blood splattered everywhere.
This time, it was Wei Changtian’s blood.
Eight breaths……
Outside the “main battlefield.”
In the east, west, and north directions, three groups of people in different attire were fiercely fighting their way towards the horse carriage.
The yellow-clad assassins were resisting fiercely, probably trying to buy time for their companions to complete their mission.
“Hurry!! Come with me to rescue Young Master Wei!!”
A blue-clad man who came to reinforce shouted, then charged forward like a wild bull, ignoring the sword lights and shadows around him, and sprinted towards Wei Changtian’s direction.
Several assassins tried to block their way, but were instantly knocked to the ground, only to find their necks already filled with swords and knives when they looked up again.
Realizing resistance was futile, they didn’t hesitate, immediately biting down on the poison they had been holding in their mouths, and died from poisoning in the blink of an eye.
It didn’t matter if the mission succeeded or not; they couldn’t be allowed to live.
Dead men.
Seven breaths……
Inside the carriage.
Ning Qingyu slowly woke up from his coma.
He looked at the scene in front of him, but his expression showed no surprise or fear, only an endless chill in his eyes.
Ning Yuke was still blocking their way, holding the long knife that had just killed an assassin, her gaze fixed on Wei Changtian’s back, with tears streaming down her eyes.
Six breaths……
“Damn it!!”
Wei Changtian let out a loud roar, stabbing another assassin in the chest with his knife.
He had lost count of how many he had killed, and the Dragon’s Roar knife was already stained red, even the red thread tied to the hilt seemed more vibrant than before.
A renowned “Great Demon King” who had only killed one person, Liu Yuanshan, before.
Today, he was going all out.
Five breaths……
“Snap!”
The assassin’s bloodied hands grasped the Dragon’s Roar knife tightly, and just as he was about to die, he finally managed to make Wei Changtian drop the knife with a burst of “dedication spirit”.
“Rip!”
The brief struggle left a new wound on Wei Changtian’s arm, but he didn’t flinch, not even raising an eyebrow, and countered with a punch to the opponent’s left shoulder.
“Boom!”
A dull sound, and the opponent’s entire left arm suddenly separated from his body, as if it had been blown off.
This was the first time Wei Changtian had used the Heaven-level martial art, Heavenly Net Fist, in actual combat.
Having reached the “Transparent Realm”, his internal power could penetrate and explode.
Four breaths……
The number of assassins was dwindling, but Wei Changtian’s situation was becoming increasingly dire.
As the saying goes, “an inch longer, an inch stronger”.
Although the Heavenly Net Fist was indeed extremely powerful, fighting bare-handed against a group of swordsmen was still at a disadvantage.
Ning Yuke also noticed this, and without hesitation, she immediately turned her long knife around, grasping the blade with both hands, and handed the hilt to Wei Changtian’s side.
“Lord Wei, take the knife!”
Three breaths……
Maybe it was because Wei Changtian really had some kind of unspoken understanding with this Soft Peace Princess.
Although Ning Yuke only said “take the knife”, Wei Changtian seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, not even looking, and directly reached out to grasp the hilt.
“Whoosh!”
The long knife instantly disappeared from Ning Yuke’s hand, the blade slicing across her palm, leaving a deep wound that exposed the bone.
Fresh blood immediately stained her white dress, but she still only looked at Wei Changtian, maintaining the same posture as when she handed him the knife.
Two breaths……
“I’ll die for the king!!”
The last palace guard who had fought alongside Wei Changtian finally fell, still clutching an assassin’s leg in his death throes.
At this moment, there were only five assassins left facing Wei Changtian.
Five against one, and their realms were not far apart.
This should have been an extremely one-sided battle, but as Wei Changtian picked up his knife again, the five assassins unconsciously took half a step back.
Dead soldiers may not fear death, but they still fear the power they cannot overcome.
The last breath……
Nearly a hundred figures were rushing over from all directions, and even if Wei Changtian didn’t take action, there wouldn’t be a problem from a timing perspective.
Or, to be more rational, he should have tried to spare these last five lives to catch the mastermind behind the scenes.
However……
Wei Changtian still raised his knife, and under everyone’s gaze, he lightly swung it from left to right……
“Whoosh!”
“Crack!!”
“Boom!!”
Trembling, shattering, and breaking.
The refined steel knife, tempered a hundred times, couldn’t withstand this one strike, and in the blink of an eye, it disintegrated into countless tiny fragments, exploding in mid-air.
Wei Changtian shook his head, carelessly tossing the empty knife handle aside.
Five masked heads fell to the ground along with the knife handle.
The severed necks were like mirrors, with blood congealing and not flowing.
Gui Dust Knife, great perfection—Gui Dust.
……
The sky was blue, the earth was yellow. Autumn colors connected the waves, with cold smoke rising from the surface.
The scenery of Nan Mountain remained unchanged, with the entire mountain covered in red leaves.
When Wei Changtian first saw this scenery, he never thought he would encounter “assassination” and could only sigh—
What a bloody mess!
Oh well, let’s just consider it a rehearsal for facing the Liu family’s revenge in the future.
At least through this incident, he discovered some shortcomings in his own security work.
“Young Master!”
“Lord Wei!”
“Lord Wei!”
Three burly men rushed over, not caring about Ning Qingyu, who had already stuck his head out of the sedan, and immediately knelt down on the ground, “thud thud”.
These three men were dressed in yellow, blue, and red, clearly from three different factions.
What a show, are you guys performing a traffic light routine?!
Wei Changtian didn’t even glance at them, and instead turned around to search for the Dragon’s Roar knife among the pile of corpses.
Ning Qingyu, possibly feeling that leaving his lifesaver hanging was not suitable, weakly opened his mouth to ask:
“Thank you, brave warriors, for saving my life. But may I ask, who sent you?”
“Uh…”
The three men looked at each other, hesitant to speak.
Until Wei Changtian calmly said, “What? Didn’t you hear the king ask you a question?”
“Ah!”
The three men immediately stopped hesitating and bowed their heads to introduce themselves.
“Xuanjing Guard’s dark warrior, Bai Jin, following the Lord’s order to secretly protect the young master!”
The Qingpao Army Scouts, Zhang Datiger, received the order from the General Commander… to secretly protect the young master…
The Tianluo Sect Shadow Department, Gong Sunke, received the order from the Sect Master… to also secretly protect the young master…
…
The three of them finished speaking, still not daring to stand up, and continued to kneel.
Ning Qingyu knew they were all sent by Wei Changtian and couldn’t help but feel a bit bitter, even with a hint of envy.
He hesitated for a moment before gently advising, “Young Master Wei, why don’t you let them get up?”
“It’s none of your concern, Your Highness.”
Wei Changtian coldly snorted, directly scolding the three without giving them any face:
“A bunch of trash.”