C224 (1/2)

The spear in the hands of the personal guard of the Son of Heaven was not made of pure steel, it would be too heavy and would consume too much energy to lift.

Thus, the spears in these people's hands were made from Tong Mu's oil. They were tough, but not heavy. The tip of the spear was made of tempered steel, and there was a red tassel attached between the tip and the shaft.

Not only was the purple blade longer, it was also wider than an ordinary sword. If it was an ordinary treasure sword with a width of two fingers, then the purple sword would have a width of three fingers.

The snow-white robe looked pure, and Li Dao's expression was cold. Step by step, he walked up the steps of the white marble staircase.

”Kill!”

As the personal army of the Son of Heaven, these soldiers were naturally elites among elites, and were under strict orders.

The two long spears were pointed in unison. The soldiers wearing armour pressed against Li Dao as they all thrust forward.

The four foot long sword slashed out at a speed that was neither fast nor slow. It cut off the pike made from sesame oil, but it did not slow down at all and cut off the bodies of several soldiers.

Red, black, green, white, and dirty blood mixed with intestines flowed out.

Li Dao was expressionless as he walked straight ahead, taking a stroll in the courtyard. His sword never returned.

No one could stop him. He was like a child, holding a wooden sword and happily chopping at the weeds on the small path. However, his expression was not as pure as that of a child, and his footsteps were steadier than that of a child.

The poverty-stricken and rotten scholars who were originally cursing the evildoers had their faces covered as they held onto Zhu Lan, vomiting non-stop.

They had lived in temples all year long, but they had never seen such a hell-like scene before.

Not to mention these people, even if it was Prince Gong, his chest would still churn as he forcefully suppressed them. Swordfiend was worthy of his reputation as a Swordfiend. It was not without reason that he was titled as a 'Demon'.

Jing Tong let out a strange cry as he swung his meteor hammer, sweeping through a large group of soldiers.

Li Dao opened up a path in front of them, which led to a bloody path that led directly to the Hall of Golden Chimes.

Xiao Long, Sun Zhenzi, and Jing Tong. A dozen of deathsworn followed behind Li Dao to clean up the remaining soldiers.