Seeing Jun Beiyue draw his sword, Min Han Mudur was overjoyed — the real contest had finally arrived!

Min Han Mudur handsomely tossed aside his own bow and arrow, drew out a massive steel blade, and charged straight at Jun Beiyue on horseback, taking the initiative to attack first!

Against brute force, one had to rely on strategy. Jun Beiyue held still, his cold eyes calm and composed, watching Min Han Mudur charge toward him!

Seeing Jun Beiyue not move, Min Han Mudur didn’t think much of it, simply picking up speed. With a sudden lift of his great blade, he pushed off hard against his stirrups and leapt up, swinging the blade down straight at Jun Beiyue’s head!

Just as the blade was about to strike him, Jun Beiyue nimbly tilted his body to the side, dodging the blow in a single fluid motion!

Min Han Mudur hadn’t expected Jun Beiyue’s speed to be so fast — but then again, Jun Beiyue hadn’t expected Min Han Mudur’s strength to be so great either. The moment the first blade came down, his other hand drew yet another massive steel blade from behind his back, swinging it down toward Jun Beiyue’s head once more. Jun Beiyue raised his sword to block!

Wielding his sword with both hands, he still found himself unable to fully withstand the blow!

“The war god of Da Zhou — is that all he’s got?” Min Han Mudur crowed arrogantly, tossing aside one of the steel blades, gripping the remaining hilt with both hands and pressing down with all his strength!

“The Xiongnu are just the Xiongnu — nothing but brute force!”

Jun Beiyue was no pushover, though. His figure flickered and, remarkably, he dodged aside, leaving Min Han Mudur’s blade to strike empty air!

Min Han Mudur was quite astonished, but immediately gave chase with fierce momentum!

“Jun Beiyue, the gates of Yandang City have opened — it’s time to take your life!”

Min Han Mudur, wielding a blade in each hand, hacked wildly through the air in pursuit, forcing Jun Beiyue into constant retreat, constant evasion, with no chance at all to go on the offensive!

Jun Beiyue remained inwardly calm — with strength like this, if the man trained his martial arts diligently, he would surely become a formidable threat in the future!

“The gates of Yandang City have opened — that’s my road straight into Xiongnu territory!”

Jun Beiyue’s figure flickered again, immediately putting distance between them — his lightness skill far surpassed Min Han Mudur’s.

The moment the gap widened, Min Han Mudur clearly worked hard to close it again!

Jun Beiyue grew suspicious — the wind-blade technique he used required distance, yet Min Han Mudur kept closing in relentlessly, as though this man were somehow very familiar with his fighting style!

But he’d never had any dealings with the Xiongnu crown prince before — could it be that Min Han Mudur had someone behind him, someone who knew him well?

Jun Beiyue had no time to think further on it. The moment the distance opened up again, he immediately gripped his sword with both hands and swung down hard through the air at Min Han Mudur!

This wasn’t a sparring match, after all — it was a battlefield between two armies!

He had no time to waste dragging things out with Min Han Mudur, and besides, even in a sparring match, it was his habit to always end things swiftly!

This sword strike, swung down through the air, immediately formed an incomparably sharp, cold wind blade, slicing straight toward Min Han Mudur with unstoppable force, as though it could split him clean in two!

Min Han Mudur clearly knew the power of Jun Beiyue’s wind-blade technique — and yet, puzzlingly, he made no move to dodge, simply watching, eyes wide open, as the sword’s edge closed in.

What… was he trying to do?

Jun Beiyue grew suspicious, and in that very instant, Min Han Mudur suddenly spun around!

And in that instant of turning, the wind blade struck him squarely on the back — and at the same moment, a loud, ringing “clang” sounded out!

What was going on?

Min Han Mudur quickly turned back around, while Jun Beiyue, suspended in midair, was shocked!

This man must be wearing something on his back — something even his wind blade couldn’t pierce!

But by turning around, he had revealed that his front was his weak point!

Just as Min Han Mudur was smugly grinning in triumph, the corner of Jun Beiyue’s mouth curved into a cold smile. He immediately raised his sword and unleashed several strikes in quick succession!

“Hey, wait a moment!”

Min Han Mudur cried out in shock, having been expecting, quite pleased with himself, for Jun Beiyue to demand an explanation for why his back remained unscathed.

He never expected Jun Beiyue to say not a single word and instead immediately unleash so many more wind blades in a row!

This fellow really disliked talking — far too tight-lipped!

“So you want to play for real, is that it? This crown prince will play right along!”

With that, Min Han Mudur immediately spun around again, turning his back to Jun Beiyue!

What he wore on his back was one of the treasures of his Xiongnu people — a stone garment a hundred times harder than even black shark scale armor.

But just as Min Han Mudur was feeling smug, who would have guessed — Jun Beiyue’s figure flickered, and in an instant he’d closed the distance right in front of him, unleashing several more wind blades at once!

“You! How despicable!”

Min Han Mudur was shocked and immediately spun around again.

The corner of Jun Beiyue’s mouth curved into a smile of utter contempt. His figure flickered, moving so fast he seemed to form a rotating ring of shadows around Min Han Mudur, spinning at high speed, making it impossible to tell exactly where his true body was.

And the wind blades came flying in from every direction at once, no matter which way Min Han Mudur turned, he couldn’t possibly defend himself on all sides!

Min Han Mudur was shocked and immediately began spinning in place himself!

But how could his speed possibly match Jun Beiyue’s!

Within moments, he came to a stop — his shoulder, his arm, and his thigh had all taken several hits from the wind blades!

The wind blades were invisible — no matter how intensely he concentrated, he couldn’t see them coming, could only sense the shifting currents in the air!

But there were simply too many wind blades — he couldn’t possibly keep up with them all!

“Ah!”

Another one struck him in the face, and immediately after, another struck his abdomen!

“Jun Beiyue, if you’ve got the nerve, show yourself properly!”

This was the first time Min Han Mudur had ever lost so badly, the first time he’d ever encountered such a formidable opponent, and also the first time he’d ever faced an opponent so unwilling to talk!

He knew that if this continued, he would surely die.

Why hadn’t that fellow Jun Beiyao made his move yet?

Just as Min Han Mudur was puzzling over this, suddenly, all the wind blades stopped at once, and Jun Beiyue, who had been continuously circling Min Han Mudur, abruptly halted as well!

There he stood, one hand pressed to his shoulder, his sword-wielding right arm struck by four or five sword wounds, and his leg and abdomen both pierced by arrows as well!

He looked coldly at Jun Beiyao standing behind Min Han Mudur, and behind Jun Beiyao, several hundred archers stood with bows fully drawn, ready to fire!

Just moments ago, while Jun Beiyue and Min Han Mudur had both been caught up in that spinning duel, Jun Beiyao had launched a sneak attack on Jun Beiyue, unleashing several hundred arrows all at once!

What did several hundred arrows fired simultaneously even mean?

The ten-odd arrows now lodged in Jun Beiyue’s body were more than enough to say it all.

“This king should have guessed it was you from the start!” Jun Beiyue said coldly. He had spotted the archers, but too late — they had already been lying in ambush. Min Han Mudur blocking his path had merely been a diversion all along — a diversion meant to lure him into a trap!

Even rescuing the Dongqin Empress had been done for the sole purpose of luring him here!

“Of course it’s me, Fourth Brother, it’s been a long time!” Jun Beiyao said with a sinister, twisted smile.

Even in front of Min Han Mudur, he couldn’t help but gloat, couldn’t help but let his true nature show — he had waited for this day for far, far too long!

His life’s true wish had never been to become Emperor of Da Zhou, nor to destroy Da Zhou, and certainly not to kill Jun Beiyue!

It was Han Ziqing!

He wanted revenge on Han Ziqing, wanted to destroy everything she had!

He knew — Jun Beiyue was everything to Han Ziqing!

“Fourth Brother, tell me… if I kill you, how will Han Ziqing react? She’ll cry, won’t she? She’ll cry so, so sadly! Hahaha!”

Jun Beiyao laughed and laughed, then suddenly barked sharply, “Kill him!”

The moment the words left his mouth, several hundred sharp arrows fired all at once!