But I'm only protecting all the officials in the city to carve a path to escape, not necessarily to fight to the death; that's not an issue.
"Dismount and await trial, don't leave the city."
The tall man only heard these words, then his vision blurred, and a blade was at his head. In his panic, he reflexively blocked with his long knife.
Bang...
His body felt as if it had fallen apart, his entire strength vanished, and he was tossed into the air, with no idea where his long knife flew off to.
The most absurd part was, he didn't even see clearly what exactly had struck his knife.
All he felt was a streak of black light, shining dark.
Spinning mid-air, he then noticed that all over this street, there were shadows flying in the air.
At least several dozen or up to a hundred people were flailing, flying in all directions.
Some were even spewing blood while in mid-air.
Thud... The tall man heavily crashed onto the street.
The impact sent dust flying from the ground.
