Tantai Qingyue led five hundred masters of the Wind and Cloud Hall straight across the battlefield, heading for Ning Chen.

Ning Chen watched Tantai Qingyue coming closer, and a cold, ugly curve came to the corner of his mouth.

"Tantai Qingyue, you really won't give up on killing me!"

When Tantai Qingyue was still about a hundred paces from Ning Chen, Ning Chen suddenly said it, smiling.

Tantai Qingyue's cold, clear eyes shrank. Since she had been recognized, there was no point hiding any longer.

Today, even if all five hundred died and she spent her own life with them, she would kill Ning Chen.

If Ning Chen did not die, Xiliang was finished!

"Kill him!"

Tantai Qingyue drew her sword and led the five hundred at Ning Chen.

Ning Chen gave a cold laugh and slowly raised his hand.

The Ning'an Army guarding Ning Chen brought up the guns in their hands at once.

Looking closely, the muzzles were not trained on Tantai Qingyue and her men, but on the ground under their feet.

Tantai Qingyue felt that something was wrong too. The ground under her feet was unusually soft.

Before she could understand it, Ning Chen's cold voice sounded. "Fire!"

Bang, bang, bang!!!

Bullets fell like rain into the ground.

And right after it came the blast, loud enough to shake heaven and earth.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

The ground under Tantai Qingyue and her men suddenly blew open.

Fire swept out, powder smoke rolled up, and earth flew.

Tantai Qingyue's men were blown in pieces in an instant, flesh and blood flying.

Tantai Qingyue was quick — she was out of the center when it went off — but the blast wave hurled her through the air and dashed her to the ground, where she lay still, alive or dead nobody could say!

Fuck!!!

Ning Chen shook his head hard.

How much powder had these fellows buried?

He had been too close. His head swam and his ears rang.

When he came back to himself, the first thing he did was look at Tantai Qingyue. At the same…