Chapter 1050: Scholars Can Die Once
Compared to the demons' siege of the city, the battlefield several hundred miles away had far fewer combatants. But it was the more spectacular one in every sense.
The young martial artist streaked across the sky, drawing a black rainbow through heaven and earth.
Ahead, demonic qi billowed as a towering dharma idol stood between heaven and earth, terrifying beyond description. Anyone else would naturally avoid it if they could. But Chen Chao knew there was no avoiding it.
Not today, and not on any day in the future.
Not only because he had once spoken those words in the northern lands, but also because he accepted the salary paid for with the silver contributed by the people of Great Liang.
He had spent the people's money and accepted their money. Even the lowest street ruffians in the pugilistic world understood that loyalty came first.
Besides, as Great Liang's Lord Warden Commander, if he did not defend Great Liang, what exactly was he supposed to defend?
So, as he advanced, Chen Chao had already rested a hand on his saber hilt. Although the saber had yet to leave its scabbard, overwhelming saber qi already surged along his path.
Among the sword cultivators of the world, the higher one's cultivation, the grander the spectacle when fighting, and the more overwhelming the aura. Just like the Sword Sect Master, who would summon tens of thousands of flying swords whenever he fought. Whether or not it was the most practical way to fight, it was certainly magnificent to behold.