Lu Chuan quickly walked toward Xu Zhi.
Xu Zhi, in his rush to leave, had no weapons or armor on him, and now, faced with Lu Chuan empty-handed, he was definitely no match.
Even fully armed, he could not possibly be Lu Chuan's opponent.
Despair and fear were all that remained in him, and his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Lu Chuan.
Lu Chuan charged toward him, swinging the Soul Terminating Sword!
In an instant, the shadow of the sword flashed, and Xu Zhi's head flew off.
Thump!
The head landed with a sound.
Lu Chuan sheathed the Soul Terminating Sword and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off the blade.
Dongfang Cheng quickly stepped forward, heading toward Xu Zhi's head.
"Young Master Lu, shall we just set up this head at the city gate? When that bastard enters the city, he will see this guy's head first thing, giving him a surprise. How about that?"
Lu Chuan nodded slightly, "No problem, go ahead with that. I'll take care of the others."
