At that instant, whether on or under the city walls, the air was silent as if time had stopped.
Lv Shiheng on the city wall felt that the battle below wouldn't end anytime soon. His main focus was on watching the top-tier clash between Maitreya and Wang Yang, but just as his attention diverted briefly, turmoil erupted below. Turning his head, he saw that Yu Cixiu had been slain... How had he died?
Had Zhao Changhe and Xue Canghai failed in their pincer attack?
Maitreya, watchful in all directions, hadn't expected this outcome either. No one expected that Zhao Changhe, alone on horseback with a sword, would decapitate Yu Cixiu within two moves...
It seemed as if he had fallen into some kind of destined nightmare; every time he was entangled, significant events slipped through below. The first time at the Tang family's back mountain, Zhao Changhe and Tang Buqi did it together; the second time at Tai Lake, Tang Buqi did it; the third time at Xiangyang, Zhao Changhe did it.
