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"Damn it, who the hell is he, and how can he control Sha Qi?" The Blood Demon’s face darkened.
His eyes flickered with a mix of fear and murderous intent, a complex expression. No one knew that Sha Qi was actually his nemesis; others couldn't kill him, but Sha Qi could. This was also the reason he had no resistance. He had originally planned to eliminate Qin Feng while his strength was still weak, but he hadn’t expected that the Killing Qi Sword in Qin Feng's hand would be even more terrifying.
When it struck his arm, a shadow of death loomed over him. Damn it, he couldn’t stay in the north any longer; he would head south instead, where there were more people. The Blood Demon felt unwilling. He knew he had to keep a low profile now. With this thought, he didn’t delay any longer and flew southward after leaving the cave.
In Jinhua Prefecture, Qin Feng looked at the tightly shut city gates and smiled slightly. Standing on the city wall was the newly appointed Fu Zun, who saw only a few thousand soldiers and felt relieved. The walls of Jinhua Prefecture were tall; with so few people, they wouldn’t be able to breach the city.
"Which army are you from?" Fu Zun steadied his mind and asked in a deep voice.
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes. "Guobei County, Qin Feng."
"What? You are Qin Feng?" Fu Zun exclaimed in shock. His face turned pale as he asked, "Where is the Second Prince? Don’t you see the Second Prince?"
Qin Feng replied indifferently, "He’s dead."
"Ah!" Fu Zun screamed, then suddenly collapsed to the ground. "Did you kill the Second Prince?"
He suddenly realized something and hurriedly looked at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng nodded. "That’s right."
Fu Zun stared at Qin Feng with a mix of shock and anger. "How dare you? Are you planning to rebel?"
Qin Feng nodded again. "Yes, I am rebelling."
Fu Zun choked on his words; he hadn’t expected Qin Feng to admit it so readily.
"Open the city gates, and I might spare your life," Qin Feng said with a cold smile.
Fu Zun shot up, "Impossible! Traitors and rebels, if you have the ability, come and attack us!"
Qin Feng looked at Fu Zun in surprise, wondering where he got such confidence from, so sure that they couldn't breach the defenses.
"Release the arrows! Shoot!" Fu Zun suddenly roared.
Whoosh! Whoosh! A flurry of arrows flew towards Qin Feng and his men.
Qin Feng watched in disbelief; it was clear that there weren't many soldiers on the city wall. He didn't even blink as those soldiers mockingly gazed at the incoming arrows, which fell to the ground halfway before reaching them.
Seeing this scene, Fu Zun's face turned even darker. There was nothing he could do; he was just a civil official, and with Du Wei dispatched by the Second Prince, he could only manage a feeble defense.
"Open the gates; I don't want to kill anyone," Qin Feng shook his head.
Fu Zun glanced at his soldiers, who were now showing signs of fear in their eyes. Relying on these people to defend the city was simply impossible. Yet he was reluctant; if he surrendered, there would be no turning back—he would have to rely on Qin Feng.
Noticing Fu Zun's prolonged silence, Qin Feng frowned and suddenly raised his hand to show him whether they could breach the walls.
A dense swarm of Killing Qi Swords flew through the air, their tips aimed at the city wall.
Fu Zun's eyes widened in shock. "What? This is impossible!"
He was genuinely frightened; how could these swords fly? Were all these thousands of people cultivators?
The soldiers were even more terrified, dropping their weapons in panic. What were they supposed to fight against?
Fu Zun stared blankly at the flying Killing Qi Swords, a shiver running through him. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and excitement flickered in his eyes.
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