CLANG!
Su Mu charged into the crowd, his saber slashing at the figure that moved with the ferocity of a cheetah.
Amidst the sound of metal striking metal, the figure was sent tumbling from the force of the blow.
The constables seized the opportunity to retreat, creating distance between themselves and the figure.
In the few moments between the dark figure's appearance and Su Mu's intervention, five or six constables had already fallen.
If not for the desperate resistance of squad leaders like Zheng Wang, the casualties would have been even higher.
Faced with a Dharma Protector of the No-Heaven Sect, ordinary constables were utterly powerless to resist.
"Crossbows!"
Su Mu roared.
Knowing how difficult the No-Heaven Sect's Dharma Protectors were to deal with, Su Mu had naturally come prepared.
Before coming here, he had used his connection with Hu Yuxing to borrow a batch of crossbows from the City Defense Army.
