#568 - hostage?
Three hundred refined steel longswords surged, the formidable aura of the Returning Dust Blade amplified to its peak.
Golden sword energy cleaved through the vast expanse of white snow, resembling a colossal dragon swimming through the air.
If actual combat strength were disregarded, focusing solely on the aesthetic appeal of each move, Wei Changtian, capable of manipulating three hundred longswords simultaneously, could undoubtedly rank among the top five in the world.
After all, the spectacle of so many weapons simultaneously slashing through the air was truly awe-inspiring.
“This... what is this?”
Tens of thousands of people around widened their eyes, their breathing becoming rapid.
They even temporarily forgot about Li Qi's rescue, their eyes filled with the longswords soaring and swirling in the air.
However, Wei Changtian had no time to savor this "center-of-attention" moment, arriving beside Wu Ding in the blink of an eye.
“Shriiiiek!”
With a wave of his right hand, the Leaking Shadow Blade unhesitatingly slashed down, directly tearing through the latter's general armor.
“Puff!”
Wu Ding, already heavily injured after enduring Qin Zhengqiu's Rising Moon Sword, was now unable to resist in the slightest. He spat out another mouthful of blood, seemingly on the verge of losing consciousness.
But Wei Changtian, for the sake of caution, still quickly scanned the ground for any blood-stained objects. The next moment, his gaze locked onto a small iron arrowhead.
At first glance, this object seemed like an ordinary arrowhead, even bearing traces of rust.
However, upon closer inspection, one could easily discover that it was covered in intricate and profound inscriptions.
Wu Ding was a general, so why would he idly carry such an arrowhead with him?
Therefore, this object must have significance, most likely a life-saving treasure!
“Hmph!”
Narrowing his eyes, he waved his hand to summon the arrowhead into his grasp. After a glance, he tucked it into his chest, intending to study it later.
Wei Changtian scanned the remaining scattered objects again, confirming that there was nothing else special before once again raising the Leaking Shadow Blade in his hand.
The blade radiated the unique aura of annihilation of the Returning Dust Blade, diagonally pointing towards Wu Ding, who no longer possessed any ability to resist.
“Protect the General!!”
In the distance, the Da Ning soldiers who had regained their senses were shouting as they rushed towards this place.
Further away, tens of thousands of Da Feng commoners also gaped in stunned silence.
From the moment Wei Changtian caught up to Wu Ding until now, only a few breaths had passed.
And his final strike would land in no more than an instant.
With the life-saving treasure already "confiscated" by Wei Changtian, Wu Ding had absolutely no chance of escaping with his life... even with Li Huaizhong and Bai Youheng not far away.
Yes, both of them were Second Rank.
But Wei Changtian was too close to Wu Ding, and they couldn't possibly rescue him in time.
Not to mention that the current situation of these two was not very good either...
Li Huaizhong was slightly better. Under the siege of three hundred longswords, although he looked a little disheveled, he had not actually been at a disadvantage, and he had no injuries on his body.
However, Bai Youheng was different.
The moment Wei Changtian rushed towards Wu Ding, he had already used the Godstrike Talisman on Bai Youheng, which he had originally intended to use to kill "Yan Luo".
The reason for using it on Bai Youheng instead of Li Huaizhong was actually very simple.
After all, Bai Youheng was the Son of Heaven, and as long as he died, he could immediately earn a wave of system points, so he must be the primary target.
Of course, like Wu Ding, Bai Youheng likely also had life-saving tools on him.
The next moment, dozens of longswords shot over from Li Huaizhong's side, closely following his horizontally flying body.
“Thump!”
His face pale, he fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of turbid blood. The heart-protecting mirror hidden in his chest also shattered into pieces.
The shattering of the heart-protecting mirror meant that this move could have originally taken his life!
At this moment, Bai Youheng had no intention of competing with Wei Changtian at all. In addition to being frightened, he wanted to get up and run away.
However, before he could recover, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, followed by a burst of piercing pain all over his body.
“Ding!”
“Ding ding ding!!!!”
Amidst the clang of metal, the dozens of longswords that followed him stabbed down chaotically in the first instant, aiming directly at various vital points on his body.
Although Bai Youheng was saved by the heart-protecting mirror, he had still suffered the strong impact of the Godstrike, and his condition was already extremely poor.
In addition, Wei Changtian was now a Third Rank, and each sword was a Heaven-grade martial skill, so Bai Youheng could not resist for a moment.
In his panic, he could only wave his palms repeatedly to deflect the longswords stabbing towards his throat, heart, and other places, but other parts of his body were instantly pierced by the cold-gleaming longswords.
In an instant, Bai Youheng seemed to have suddenly turned into a human-shaped hedgehog, being tightly nailed to the ground by densely packed longswords!
“Ugh, ah!!!!”
The extremely painful roar was heartbreaking, and blood mixed with minced meat burst out.
Bai Youheng twisted his body frantically, and the true energy around him suddenly surged violently, causing the longswords to tremble constantly.
However, the more the swords trembled, the more intense his pain became.
More importantly, when he struggled to open his blood-red eyes, preparing to launch some special move, he discovered that there were still several longswords suspended less than a few inches above his head!
The annihilating sword energy on the tips of the swords was cold and bone-chilling, as if it were the hellfire from hell.
Bai Youheng was instantly filled with despair, and his pupils also suddenly shrank into the size of pinpoints.
There was only one heart-protecting mirror, and the Gu Diao was suppressed by the four Qi Luck divine beasts summoned by Wei Changtian, unable to exert any effect.
Therefore...
He seemed to have fallen into a situation of certain death.
Fighting one against three, and forcing Wu Ding and Bai Youheng into a dead end in less than ten breaths.
Wei Changtian was able to do all this not by chance, nor because of any "protagonist halo".
It should be known that he not only borrowed Qin Zhengqiu's strength and used a Godstrike Talisman, but even exposed the fact that he possessed Qi Luck divine beasts in front of Ning Yongnian.
However, as long as he could kill Bai Youheng and Wu Ding, then all of this was worth it.
“Clang!”
The blade tore through the air, and the Leaking Shadow Blade was raised to mid-air.
Wei Changtian looked down at Wu Ding under his feet, and at the same time, his left hand raised upwards.
“Clang clang clang!!!!”
The several longswords suspended above Bai Youheng's head rose a few inches in unison, as if to leave a distance for the former's final strike.
At this moment, even ordinary people who had never cultivated could see that Wei Changtian could kill Wu Ding and Bai Youheng with just a thought.
However, they could not see that Wei Changtian could have actually done this much earlier.
Although his movements were smooth and without any hesitation, many of his actions were actually unnecessary.
Was it for better visual effects? To show off?
Obviously, even though Wei Changtian had always wanted to show off, he certainly knew that this was not the right time.
Therefore, he was actually more like he was deliberately waiting for something.
And just before Wu Ding and Bai Youheng were about to die, the person he was waiting for finally appeared.
“Stop!!!”
“Wei Changtian!! Look who this is?!!”
