317: Desperate Situation

Gao Zhan brandished the Long Spear in his hand, its tip erupting with a cold glint.

The shaft of the Long Spear buzzed in the air, leaving one with a lingering sense of dread.

"Follow you?" A cold glint burst from A Zheng's eyes as he spoke of the matter; it was precisely because of this that he was filled with even more hostility toward Gao Zhan.

"That's right. Actually, your combat strength is quite good. It's just a pity that you followed the wrong master. If you were under my command, you would surely shine brilliantly. What a pity, what a pity." Gao Zhan's face was grim as he turned back and pointed distantly at Nie Mingjue. "This little Young Master is the trash of the Nie family. If it weren't for this brat's incompetence, the Nie family wouldn't have ended up like this."

Hearing this, Nie Mingjue gripped the Sword in his hand tightly, continuously hacking at those Rebel Soldiers.

At that moment, the fury in Nie Mingjue's heart was instantly ignited. His face was dark, and a cold glint burst from his bright eyes.

"No, it's not at all like what you say." A Zheng snorted coldly, flatly contradicting Gao Zhan.

Despite his words, Nie Mingjue felt helpless. In truth, it was just as Gao Zhan said—if he had the strength, would it have ended like this?

There was simply nothing to be done about it.

"The little Young Master is the hope of the Nie family. In the future, he will surely come for revenge and kill every last one of you rebels!" A Zheng spat these words out coldly.

A Zheng's bright eyes stared deathly at Gao Zhan.

Anyone with a weak will would certainly have been startled.

Thus, with a grim face and a cold glint bursting from his eyes, A Zheng stared fixedly at Gao Zhan not far away.

If given the chance, A Zheng was determined to strike at Gao Zhan before he died. If he could kill him, it would naturally be a good thing.

"Revenge? With this brat? Those words might work on others, but if you want to deceive me, you're a bit lacking." Gao Zhan sneered. "Men! Kill Nie Mingjue and bring me his head!"

Upon hearing this, A Zheng's pupils constricted violently, and he tightly gripped the Sword in his hand.

"Yes, Leader!" The Rebel Soldiers naturally didn't dare to delay. Soldiers in groups of twos and threes immediately stepped forward, Swords in hand, charging straight for Nie Mingjue.

Now, Nie Mingjue was facing a crowd of hundreds of Rebel Soldiers.

These Rebel Soldiers stared fixedly at Nie Mingjue, their Sharp Weapons constantly swinging toward him.

"Little Young Master!" A Zheng turned his head and glanced toward Nie Mingjue's direction.

At this moment, A Zheng grew even more worried. If Nie Mingjue really died here, how could he ever answer to the Sovereign!

A Zheng gripped his Sword tightly, wanting to stand up once more, but he simply couldn't do it.

The intense pain in his body had already made A Zheng go numb. He didn't know what to do; if he couldn't even stand up now, how could he protect the little Young Master?

"Hey, you, A Zheng. I'll give you one last chance. If you agree to become my man, you can naturally live. Moreover, following this lord, you'll live a life of luxury!" Gao Zhan's lips curled. He held his head high. "You'd better think it through; you only have this one choice."

However, hearing this, A Zheng actually laughed, his lips curling.

"Gao Zhan, stop wasting your breath. It's impossible for me to join you. I am a man of the Nie family, not one of your rebels. Besides, do you really think I, the grand Commander of the Dragon Guards, would bear the title of a rebel?" A Zheng sneered, full of disdain.

"Save it. This old man won't do such a thing!"

A cold glint burst from A Zheng's eyes as he clenched his fists.

At this time, A Zheng glanced out of the corner of his eye at the Longyuan Sword nearby. If the Longyuan Sword were in his hand, Gao Zhan would no longer be a threat; at least he could fight to the death.

If he could take Gao Zhan down with him, it would be considered a good thing.

However, A Zheng had no chance at all; he couldn't even stand up.

"Fine, then you're looking for death!" A cold glint burst from Gao Zhan's eyes as he stared deathly at A Zheng.

By now, Gao Zhan had made up his mind; he was going to use this method to kill A Zheng.

Buzz—with a piercing sound, Gao Zhan gripped the Long Spear once more. The tip of the spear shimmered with a cold glint that made one gasp.

Gao Zhan stepped down, jumping directly off his horse. The Long Spear in his hand was brandished instantly. With just one thrust, the spear tip was already at A Zheng's throat.

At this moment, as long as Gao Zhan exerted force once more to push the Long Spear forward, it would surely pierce A Zheng's throat, and he would end up dead right here.

"You're not afraid of death?" Gao Zhan's brow furrowed. A Zheng's performance just now had surprised him slightly.

No one is truly unafraid of death, because everyone has someone they care about in their heart.

But A Zheng was not afraid of death. Could it be that he didn't have a single person he cared about in his heart?

That would be truly strange!

"Death? From the moment I became a Dragon Guard of the Nie family, I was no longer afraid of death. Perhaps for me, death is my destination. I am merely returning to my destination, so why should I be afraid of death?" A Zheng's face was grim, a cold glint bursting from his eyes.

At this moment, A Zheng's sharp gaze stared deathly at Gao Zhan.

Of course, there was nothing else he could do. A Zheng's face was grim as he took a sharp breath, a cold glint bursting from his eyes.

Gao Zhan, however, did not take A Zheng seriously. To him, A Zheng was already a dead man.

On the other side, Nie Mingjue was still fighting hard. Many Rebel Soldiers had already surrounded him. It was somewhat unrealistic to think he could break through and escape from here.

As a result, Nie Mingjue was plunged into a bitter struggle.

By now, Nie Mingjue's body was covered in scars. His face was grim as he tightly gripped the Sword in his hand.

No matter what, Nie Mingjue could not lose the Sword in his hand. It was his life, and naturally, it was the thing that would allow him to survive.

"Kill! Revenge!"

"Kill all you rebels!"

"Kill!"

Nie Mingjue let out a thunderous roar, a cold glint bursting from his eyes.

The Rebel Soldiers weren't afraid at all. In their eyes, Nie Mingjue was just a brat. Now that the Nie family was gone, why would they fear a stray dog?

"This kid really has quite a bit of strength!" A Rebel Soldier's lips curled.

"Watch me stab him!"

"Get him!"

The Rebel Soldiers grew increasingly excited as they watched Nie Mingjue's pathetic state.

The once high-and-mighty little Young Master of the Nie family was now being beaten by them until he was rolling and crawling on the ground?

He truly looked quite disgraceful now.

However, in order to survive, Nie Mingjue had no choice but to do this.

Only in this way could he dodge those Sharp Weapons. If he were stabbed in a vital spot, he would surely die here.

"Kill all these rebels!" Nie Mingjue roared, his face grim.

"Revenge!"

"Avenge Grandfather!"

The hatred in Nie Mingjue's heart was instantly sparked. He looked up and stared deathly at the Rebel Soldiers.

Slap.

With a crisp sound.

Nie Mingjue actually took a direct slap to the face. He hadn't even reacted to who had struck him.

But when Nie Mingjue prepared to strike back, he discovered that the Sword in his hand had flown out at some point.

"Stinking little Young Master, you want revenge like this? Look at yourself! Pui!" The Rebel Soldier looked incredibly arrogant.

Under the circumstances, there was nothing to be done.

Immediately, the Rebel Soldiers stepped forward together, brandishing their Swords and hacking down fiercely at Nie Mingjue.

Nie Mingjue turned his head, and what met his eyes were countless Swords. His heart trembled as he fell into a dangerous situation.

"This!" A Zheng saw this scene and was momentarily stunned, feeling even more helpless. "Young Master! Do not fear, this old man is coming!" After A Zheng shouted, he summoned all his strength and knocked aside Gao Zhan's Long Spear.

Immediately, A Zheng stepped forward, charging straight ahead with Sword in hand.

A Zheng leaped into the air, actually soaring over from above to land in front of Nie Mingjue.

Just as those Swords were about to strike Nie Mingjue, A Zheng suddenly appeared before him. A Zheng's reactions were swift as he brandished the Sword in his hand.

Clang!

With a crisp sound.

The Sword in A Zheng's hand swung forward, clashing violently with the Swords of the Rebel Soldiers.

The Rebel Soldiers' pupils constricted; they were actually forced back by this one strike.

This was not good!

"All of you, get lost!" A Zheng struck again, his Sword drawing a half-moon in the air before landing precisely on the Rebel Soldiers.

Boom!

After a loud explosion, the Rebel Soldiers were all blown away by the Sword strike.

A Zheng's brow furrowed as he took a sharp breath. At that moment, a cold glint burst from his bright eyes.

With just one strike, A Zheng directly broke the Rebel Soldiers' formation. Then, with another strike, he killed dozens of men.

However, A Zheng was at the end of his rope. He was already injured, and the Spiritual Qi in his body was being consumed rapidly.

Because of this, A Zheng had no other options.

He felt even more helpless.

"Little Young Master, hurry and leave. You can't stay here any longer." A Zheng's face was grim as he turned and shouted to Nie Mingjue.

Upon hearing this...

Nie Mingjue fell into a dilemma once again. He wanted to live so he could avenge the Nie family later.

But Nie Mingjue couldn't just leave A Zheng behind alone; he didn't want to do that.

"But I can't leave you! If we go, we go together." Nie Mingjue clenched his fists, having made up his mind.

But hearing this...

A Zheng smiled slightly and reached out to gently pat Nie Mingjue's head.

"Little Young Master, you must understand that the purpose of my existence is only to let you live. As long as you can live, then it's fine even if I die. But you cannot die here because of me."