Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior-Chapter 213 - 155: Blade Shatters Iron Crossbow—Who Dares Kill Me!

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"This man is the Silver-Browed Eagle King Yuan Wuming."

Su Mu's gaze fell on this burly man with silver eyebrows, and his eyes flickered. With his keen senses, he immediately discerned that this was indeed a Sixth Grade Five Extremes Realm Martial Artist.

Similarly, the aura emanating from this person was as restless as Wei Ming and Xie Li's, allowing Su Mu to confirm that these Black Mountain Protectors had all broken through to the Five Extremes Realm with external aid.

After all, if two people achieved a breakthrough at the same time, it might be a coincidence, but not exceeding three. It was now clear that Yuan Wuming was the same, and thus it couldn't be a coincidence.

"The Black Mountain Rebel Army is truly swimming in wealth!"

Su Mu's gaze shifted to the Nine-Ring Ghost Head Saber in Yuan Wuming's hand. This long saber, like the Cold Needle in Wei Ming's hand and Xie Li's Fire Pattern Battle Armor, although not complete Treasure Artifacts.

Yet, they were all forged from Grade-Entering Materials. Such sturdy material, once engraved with inscriptions and completed with Spiritual Infusion, could easily become a Grade-Entering Treasure Artifact, almost a half-step treasure, far beyond the capabilities of ordinary Hundred-Refined Elite Soldiers.

With a quick turn of thought, Su Mu did not act immediately. Since Liu Qing, the Changfeng County Captain, intended to set a trap to kill Yuan Wuming, Su Mu was eager to see what Liu Qing's next move would be.

After the Zhao Pingyuan incident, Su Mu harbored deep caution and distrust towards the Great Yan Government Office. It was always beneficial to observe their methods in killing Martial Artists, even if it meant nothing later; it could prevent future unforeseen circumstances.

As the crowd scattered in panic, leaving only the Changfeng Army and Black Mountain Rebel Army on the execution ground, amidst the recent chaos, although not all four Iron Arm Crossbows were destroyed, two had suffered damage and could not be strung. Only two remained intact, with soldiers currently aiding in loading them.

At this moment, the Changfeng Army soldiers were vaguely split into two factions, with one faction guarding around Liu Qing. These soldiers were led by Liu Qing's personal guards, with two Seventh-Grade Changfeng Army Commanders on his flanks.

Their faces bore hints of fear, merely protecting County Captain Liu Qing. Everyone present understood these rebels daring to disrupt the execution would not be easy opponents.

Compared to charging forward to fight the rebels, it was evidently safer to steadfastly protect the County Captain, and the resulting credit wouldn't be small.

"Daring rebels! How dare you disrupt the execution ground! Seize these rebels for me!"

With those seeking stability, inevitably, there were those more aggressive. Among the Changfeng Army, some soldiers' expressions changed after a moment, biting their teeth, knowing this was a great opportunity to earn merit. Their background was incomparable to Liu Qing's personal guards, needing to strive upwards. At the very least, they could secure a future for their wives and heirs.

Immediately, the Changfeng Army split into two. Su Mu, using the Small Faceless Transformation Technique, blended in with the Changfeng Army outside of the personal guards. Although he had made a move earlier, amidst the chaos and with the attention focused on Yuan Dong on the execution platform, even Yuan Wuming had no time to search for Su Mu's tracks.

Moreover, in Yuan Wuming's eyes, a mere Silver Order Blade Catcher, even if hidden, couldn't compare to his son Yuan Dong's life, and a trivial Seventh Grade junior couldn't harm him!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The two sides engaged in close combat, the clash of blades and soldiers resounding with a metallic clanging, amidst a dazzling display of sparks, blood sprayed, and the sounds of slaughter rose.

In the midst of the melee, Wang Wu, one of the Changfeng Army Commanders at the Seventh Grade Muscle Strengthening Realm, dared not relax in the slightest. Muscle-Strengthening Martial Artists, with the reputation of defeating a hundred men, but only when facing ordinary individuals.

The rebels attacking now were all Grade-Entering Martial Artists, sporting Leather Armor, among whom were those in the Eighth Grade Bone Forging Realm, and three bandits on equal footing with him at the Seventh Grade. Among them, the bandit leader, Silver-Browed Eagle King Yuan Wuming, was one of the top Seventh-Grade Martial Artists in the Three Counties over twenty years ago.

Furthermore, a chaotic battle was not the same as a duel; open attacks were easy to evade while sneak attacks were not. Muscle-Strengthening Martial Artists were also made of flesh and blood, unable to withstand many blows from blade soldiers.

"You must be one of the Changfeng Army Commanders, die!"

A lean, thick-browed rebel shouted angrily, his Qi Blood surging, flinging his large saber, sending three Changfeng Army soldiers in front of him flying. The three soldiers' chests felt as if hit by a heavy hammer, blood spewing as they flew backward like cut kites, their Iron Armor all simultaneously slashed through, then tendons cut and bones broken, one losing his life on the spot.

Seeing this, Wang Wu's expression turned solemn and immediately stepped forward to engage in fierce battle.

On the field, only one person remained calm. Su Mu weaved through the melee among over a hundred, all Grade-Entering Martial Artists, his eyes quietly observing the entire situation.

In the chaotic battle that required all Changfeng Army Commanders to stay on high alert, facing sneaky attacks, to Su Mu, it seemed slowed down tenfold, each action appearing extraordinarily sluggish.

Su Mu drew the standard Changfeng Army Yanling Saber, killing a nearby rebel, stepping forward to another rebel, striking down with another slash, severing yet another head.

With each step, he killed a person, remaining untouched by blood.

"What is Liu Qing's next move after all?"

Amidst the crowd, Su Mu scanned around but failed to sense a second Five Extremes Realm expert's aura on the field. At that moment, bandits began charging towards the execution platform.

Liu Qing's personal guards and the Changfeng Army were not to be underestimated; they were the elite of the Changfeng Army. The soldiers, well-trained, formed military formations, front soldiers wielding shields while rear soldiers bore long spears, thrusting swords through gaps in the shield formation.

A Seventh Grade Muscle Strengthening Realm rebel bandit was continually compelled to retreat by the military formation, leaving behind over a dozen bodies. The corpses bore numerous blood holes, slain by the military formation.