The figure of Xu Mujun emerged from behind the numerous Dragon-soaring Army, his one-armed silhouette appearing extremely desolate.
After enduring extensive slaughter, there wasn't a trace of the smell of blood on him, like a ranger strolling through the city.
"Grand General...!"
A soldier said, trembling: "They, they are all, all civilians. I, I can't bring myself to do it..."
"Civilians?"
Looking at the frenzied and chaotic crowd, Xu Mujun slowly closed his eyes: "Indeed they are civilians, but now they are more of a rebel army beguiled by the White Lotus Sect!"
"Only by killing them can we save more civilians!"
"Kill...!"
"General!"
Xu Mujun stepped forward, and waves of Blood Evil Qi suddenly appeared out of the void, transforming into countless blood-colored blades that slashed forward.
"Puff!"
"Puff puff!"
In an instant, dozens of elderly people and women fell into pools of blood.
Even... several children.
"Wuwuwu..."
"Wawawawa..."
