The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Wen Xiong raised his chin proudly, his tone full of unquestionable determination: "Zhou Baiyuan, at this point in the battle, you have nowhere to escape. There are two paths before you, either surrender voluntarily and avoid humiliation; or, let me subdue you personally!"

Zhou Baiyuan was raging with rage, holding the black knife tightly in his hand. His eyes were wide open, as if they could spit out flames, and he cursed with gnashing teeth: "Wen Xiong, you ungrateful traitor! I was so blind to take in a villain like you!"

However, Wen Xiong just sneered, then his face darkened, and his voice was solemn and firm: "If we had known that you were secretly colluding with the Jin people, we would never set foot in your den of thieves even if we were to be shattered to pieces! Zhou Baiyuan, stop talking nonsense and do it!"

After saying this, he stepped forward with his gun in hand, his steps firm.

Zhou Baiyuan is well aware of the huge gap in cultivation between himself and Wen Xiong. Although he feels unwilling, he has to face the reality.

He called out to Xiao Si and Wang Qiang, his voice filled with anxiety: "What are you two still standing there for? Come on! Kill him!"

However, the two of them remained motionless like sculptures.

Zhou Baiyuan was shocked. He turned around suddenly, glared at the two men, and roared, "Didn't you hear what I said? Kill him now!"

Xiao Si and Wang Qiang's eyes met, and they slowly raised the sharp blades in their hands tacitly, but the cold and flashing blade was not pointed at Wen Xiong, but directly at Zhou Baiyuan.

Zhou Baiyuan's face turned pale instantly. He stared at the two of them in disbelief and asked in a trembling voice, "You...what do you mean by this?"

Wang Qiang took a deep breath and said clearly, "I'm sorry, we have a deep relationship with Lord Duan and have long wanted to surrender. Now that Shengluo City has fallen and Lord Zhou is trapped, why don't you reflect on yourself and surrender voluntarily to avoid more unnecessary suffering?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Baiyuan's expression changed from shock to anger. He roared, "You, are Duan Tianyang's people?!"

This sudden betrayal not only shocked Zhou Baiyuan, but also stunned Wen Xiong who was standing beside him.

When did Xiaosi and Wang Qiang, the two trusted men whom Zhou Baiyuan regarded as his right-hand men, actually defect to the adults?

Seeing this, Wang Qiang slowly told the truth: "The three of us brothers are from the same sect as Lord Duan, and we are all disciples of Zixiao Palace. It is only because of the current situation that we have temporarily been under your command. Now, the time has come, and we should return to the right path."

When Zhou Baiyuan mentioned Zhang Liao, he became even more furious. He almost shouted, "Zhang Liao is also..."

Wang Qiang nodded in confirmation: "Not bad!"

At this moment, Zhou Baiyuan suddenly realized that the mystery of the fall of North City was suddenly solved.

He was heartbroken. He trusted Zhang Liao so much and entrusted him with important tasks, but he never expected that he was a traitor who colluded with the Hongxing Army and pushed him into a desperate situation.

Zhou Baiyuan's eyes were red with anger, and he held the knife in his hand tighter. He looked around and roared angrily: "You ungrateful people, today I, Zhou Baiyuan, swear to fight you to the death!"

After he finished speaking, he swung his sword suddenly, and the fierce force went straight to Wang Qiang who was beside him.

Wang Qiang curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, and calmly flicked the sharp blade in his hand. With a crisp "clang" sound, Zhou Baiyuan's attack was instantly resolved, and the blade deflected and fell weakly.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Qiang stretched out his body, like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, and punched out with a loud bang, hitting Zhou Baiyuan in the chest.

"Snapped!"

Amid the dull sound, Zhou Baiyuan's face turned pale, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. Finally, with a loud bang, it hit the cold wall heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust and the lingering sound.

Wang Qiang raised a cold smile and said, "Master Zhou, since you want to suffer for yourself, don't blame me for being rude."

After saying this, he raised the knife with a cold glow and approached Zhou Baiyuan step by step, and every step seemed to step on the latter's heart.

At this moment, Xiao Si, who was standing by, saw this, stepped forward quickly, grabbed Wang Qiang's arm tightly, and shook his head gently.

Xiao Si was a kind-hearted person, and he was grateful to Zhou Baiyuan. He turned to Zhou Baiyuan and said sternly, "Master Zhou, you are in a desperate situation. Why don't you follow the trend and surrender to get a chance of survival? If Master Duan is willing to show mercy, we will all be happy. If not, at least you can be spared from further torture. Surrendering now is the best option!"

"Bullshit!" Zhou Baiyuan's eyes widened in anger, and he roared at the top of his lungs, "I, Zhou Baiyuan, would rather die than surrender. Even if I die, I will drag you treacherous people down with me to be buried with me!"

"You are stubborn!" Wang Qiang glanced at Xiao Si, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, "Xiao Si, you and I have followed this man for many years, and we both know his character. Why waste your breath on him?"

After saying that, he raised the blade again, as if to chop, but Zhou Baiyuan shouted angrily and launched an attack first, with the black blade sweeping across like a dragon.

Wang Qiang remained calm and raised his sword to fight back. The two blades collided and sparks flew.

However, this turned out to be Zhou Baiyuan's trick. His attack was fake and his escape was real.

While everyone's attention was distracted, he suddenly rushed to the window of the city gate tower and jumped down...

"What?!" Wen Xiong, Xiao Si and Wang Qiang were all shocked.

By the time they came to their senses and wanted to chase after him, it was too late.

You know, the city gate tower is as high as a five-story building. Just imagine, if an ordinary person jumped from such a height, he would either die or be seriously injured.

But for a martial artist wearing armor, jumping from above would not necessarily result in death.

In fact, Zhou Baiyuan had already made up his mind to retreat when he fought with Wang Qiang.

He resolutely jumped out of the window of the city gate tower, his body falling rapidly like a kite with a broken string, and the whistling of the wind echoed in the air.

Wang Qiang and the other two rushed to the window and peered out, only to see Zhou Baiyuan's figure falling straight to the hard ground...

At this critical moment, he suddenly let out an earth-shaking roar, and the black knife in his hand turned into a cold light and penetrated deeply into the stone bricks of the city wall.

Taking advantage of this sudden resistance, Zhou Baiyuan flipped deftly in the air and finally landed with a thud. He then quickly stood up and scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze.

At this moment, under the city wall, the rebels were like a tide, including deserters who had fled down from the top of the city wall and reinforcements who intended to counterattack. The scene was extremely chaotic.

He was still catching his breath, but he raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, follow me to retreat to the city!"

Seeing Zhou Baiyuan escape in a shocking manner and intending to lead the rebels to retreat, Wang Qiang was anxious and stamped his feet repeatedly, but he was helpless and could not catch up for the time being.

At this moment, Wen Xiong let out a deafening roar and also jumped out of the city gate tower window, repeating Zhou Baiyuan's feat. The black spear entered the wall, and the downward momentum suddenly slowed down, landing steadily on the ground.

Seeing the enemy chasing down from the city wall, the surrounding rebels, each armed with weapons, rushed forward and launched a fierce siege on Wen Xiong.

At this time, his black spear was still stuck on the wall. Although he was unarmed, he showed no fear and resolutely faced the enemy formation.