Although they fell down bravely, tragically, and despite every person killing at least more than ten times their worth of enemies, the great army continued to surge forward like the tidewaters.
However, Wei Tiandu finally carved out a break thanks to his tremendous destructive power.
His long spear wavered as he continuously drew out rings of true qi, sweeping away as many of the enemy as he could within a space of twenty or thirty meters.
“Princess, go!”
The only moment had finally appeared.
Wei Tiandu had already suffered from multiple hits from blades and swords. Fresh blood splurted out endlessly as many large and small cuts turned him into a bloody figure.
Except, a tragic yet content smile was on Wei Tiandu’s face at the moment.
“Come, come at me!” Wei Tiandu roared crazily. “I want all of you to die!”
The stance of an eleven meridians true qi master putting his life down on the line was indeed astounding. The break widened even further.
