The Blood-robed Marquis of the Bright Moon in the Qin Dynasty
20 Baiyifei’s terrifying strength

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"Swoosh!"

Bai Yifei's eyes gleamed with a cold light. He then stepped forward, flashing like a blood-red lightning bolt. He waved his two swords, and a white and a red light flashed in the void. It swept down like a chain and enveloped Ji Wuye's body.

Ji Wuye's expression was cold. He raised the eight feet in his palm. The black light on the body of the ruler flowed and slashed towards the sky. It contained extremely terrifying energy fluctuations, causing the void to tremble.

"Chi chi chi---"

As the two collided, the wind and clouds in the sky changed. A brilliant light shone like the sun, illuminating the entire sky. A terrifying force shot out, piercing through the clouds.

"Use intent to freeze the world!"

Baiyifei's blood-red robes fluttered in the wind, his silver hair dancing wildly in the wind. His eyes shone with a bloodthirsty light. Then, he spat out a cold voice. A bone-chilling aura spread out, and in an instant, the ground froze. Frost filled the air, and Ji Wuye's body seemed to be frozen. He paused for a moment.

" Break---

Ji Wuye's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly brandished his sword to block the attack. The Bloodthirsty Sword's tip, which was shining with a bloody light, pierced into his body, making a dull sound. A ferocious smile appeared on Ji Wuye's face. Then, his raised hands stopped in mid-air. His eyes were filled with horror, and his lips trembled." How... how... is it possible..."

At this moment, a blood line extended from Ji Wuye's forehead, and blood flowed down...

Ji Wuye's rough face was filled with horror, and his eyes were filled with resentment. He really did not want to die like this. The vitality in his body seemed to be sucked away quickly. His body trembled violently and wanted to resist, but he could not muster up any strength.

Behind Ji Wuye, Bai Yifei's eyes were cold as he stood with the Snowdrift Sword in his left hand. The tip of the sword pierced through the back of Ji Wuye's head and pierced through his forehead. Blood dripped from the tip of the sword, dripping down along with the blood on his forehead.

"Swoosh!" Raising his arm slightly, Bai Yifei pulled the Snowdrift Sword back. At the same time, Ji Wuye's body quivered for a moment before he fell backward and landed on the crystal-clear frozen ground.

"Ji Wuye is dead…"

Tian Ze and the others were shocked. Ji Wuye, the terrifying figure who controlled the Han Country's power and stood at the peak of the Han Dynasty, had died just like that, in front of their eyes.

The impact of this scene was too strong, causing Tian Ze, Yan Lingji and the rest's hearts to beat uncontrollably.

There were countless people who wanted to kill Ji Wuye. Not only in the Han Country, but there were also some arrogant and arrogant wanderers in the seven countries. Some of them could not stand Ji Wuye's tyranny and wanted to get rid of the evil for the people, but those people never came out after entering the General's Mansion.

All these years, Ji Wuye had stood at the peak of the Han Dynasty like a legend. He had almost dominated the government. He was high up in the air, commanding the wind and the rain. He had covered the sky with one hand and guided the country.

Countless people wanted him dead, but no one expected Ji Wuye to die in such a way. His head was pierced through by a sword, and this person was one of the famous Four Rapscallions of the Night.

"The blood red Marquis, his corpse dyed red!”

Tian Ze and the rest looked at the figure dressed in blood red with complicated expressions. He was once dressed in a white robe that was whiter than snow, and his demeanor was as strong as the moon. He was the most outstanding young man in Xin Zheng City and was extremely talented and romantic. Countless ladies from aristocratic families admired him. Later on, he entered the army and created the legend of the Han Kingdom.

From then on, his spotless white clothes were dyed red.

Under the silver moon, Bai Yifei stood with his right hand behind his back and his left hand holding a sword. His body was filled with murderous intent. His blood-red eyes that could capture people's souls swept across the entire scene. Then, he spat out a cold voice.

"General's personal guards, put down your weapons. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!”

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

As soon as Bai Yifei's voice rang out, the thousand or so surviving guards of the General's Residence all looked terrified. Their bodies trembled and they dropped their halberds in fear.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

…………

Seeing this scene, the White Armored Army was filled with excitement. Immediately, they shouted loudly. Deafening shouts rang out, shooting straight into the clouds and reverberating endlessly. It was like a sudden explosion of thunder.

Bai Wenqiu's face also revealed a faint smile. After this battle, Ji Wuye had died. As long as the Marquis annexed the forces left behind by Ji Wuye, his reputation would soar and he would be at the peak of power in the Han Kingdom's imperial court. From then on, even the King of Han would have to listen to the Snow Garment Castle.

"Are you going to surrender or resist?"

"Those who surrender will enjoy glory, while those who surrender will enter the netherworld. I will personally send them through the Yellow Springs to reincarnation.”

Bai Yifei stepped on the moonlight, his footsteps neither light nor slow, as elegant as a gentleman. He strode forward and arrived in front of Tian Ze and the others, his cold voice echoing in their ears.

This cold voice was like the death cry of a Soulbringer from hell, making people tremble as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

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