As his feet left the stirrups, the man froze in mid-air!
At that moment, Yu Wenye instantly leaned to the right, extending his long arm, and the Mo Blade in his hand shot forward like a venomous dragon emerging from its lair, plunging fiercely into the opponent's chest!
After the blade sank into the man's body, it continued to penetrate deeper as the relentless charge of his warhorse propelled it forward, blood spattering in hissing streams from the wound until it finally engulfed him, impaled upon the Mo Blade. With a resounding snarl from Yu Wenye's throat, he lifted the man from the saddle, raising him high!
"Ah—!"
The growl transformed into a thundering roar, with Yu Wenye raising a person in each hand, brushing past two warhorses and charging towards the approaching military formation!
It was like a death-dealing god descending upon the earth!
