"Brother, they're wearing battle armor. Could they be part of an official force?" Gazing through the window at the approaching assassins, Zhao Xiaorou asked nervously.
"They should be from the Black Tortoise County King's Imperial Guard Regiment, but I don't care if they're soldiers or bandits. Soon, they will all become the souls under my sword," Wang Xiaoqiang instructed. "Little Rou, show your skills today and let Brother see if your cultivation base has made any progress."
As he spoke, Wang Xiaoqiang shook both arms, and suddenly the entire pavilion shattered, exploding outward. Wang Xiaoqiang ascended slowly on the Immortal Disc, the Five Elements Immortal Sword floating horizontally behind him, moving as his body moved, Zhao Xiaorou stood gracefully on the tip of the sword, her small face fierce.
