the capital city, they could be divine soldiers descending from heaven to protect the city, or a blade in Zhao Xuanji’s hand that could take this palace's life at any moment. This sword, not in this...Chapter 260: Dark Hands

The arrowstorm lasted for a full hundred breaths.

After both quivers on each archer's back were emptied, Sanzhao then ordered the Jinyiwei behind him to enter.

They entered to provide finishing blows.

He sped through the streets, making sure to strike anyone lying on the ground with a final blow to their vital areas, regardless of whether they were alive or dead. There would be no survivors.

Three treasures rode their horses to the middle of a funeral procession, where corpses lay scattered in all directions.

Duan Jinchang was protected by several guards who used their bodies as shields, he still had a breath left.en's eyes were as heavy as lead.He glanced at his son Su Pingbei beside him and whispered, "You wait and see the situation, find a chance to go out... If things really get to that point, immediately d...