Chapter 46: A Single Sword Strike to the Throat!

However, how could the chiliarch not know that Chen Xuan was from the Chen family?

In fact, preventing Chen Xuan and the others from entering the city was the exact intention of the Man City Chen family!

"I don't care who you are. Right under my nose, you killed my man, and you must pay the price!"

The chiliarch sneered. With that, he suddenly pulled the reins, and his steed immediately reared up on its hind legs, charging straight at Chen Xuan.

Everyone was shocked, never expecting that the chiliarch would be so unreasonable and resort to violence immediately.

Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes into slits, a murderous glint flashing within them.

If this chiliarch had been willing to talk things over properly, he would have given the man some respect.

Since the other party chose to attack straight away, Chen Xuan saw no reason to spare his dignity any further.

Killing one was killing, and killing two was no different. Since he had already killed a centurion, what harm was there in killing a chiliarch?

The moment the chiliarch's steed charged toward him, Chen Xuan shifted directly to An Ruxue's side with a single step.

"Miss An, lend me your sword."

An Ruxue glanced at him and said indifferently, "Don't disgrace my sword!"

With that, her thumb flicked the scabbard, and the long sword flew straight out, hurtling into the air.

Chen Xuan reached out and grabbed the hilt firmly, exclaiming, "Good sword!"

By this time, the chiliarch had already ridden close. He intended to humiliate Chen Xuan thoroughly: after piercing Chen Xuan's body with his long sword, he would trample him beneath the horse's hooves, torturing him until he was at his last breath before leaving him with half a life!

"Come on!"

Seeing the charging steed, Chen Xuan not only did not dodge, but instead laughed in exhilaration.

Suddenly, he made his move. His figure moved like a ghost, as fast as lightning, and the sword in his hand slashed directly at the horse's two front hooves.

With two muffled thuds, it had to be said that the sword in An Ruxue's hand was indeed a fine weapon—sharp enough to cut through iron as if it were mud—and it severed the horse's front hooves without the slightest resistance.

"Whinny!"

The steed let out a miserable screech. Lacking the support of its front hooves, its head plunged downward, and it crashed heavily onto the ground.

The chiliarch sitting on the horse's back turned pale with fright, never expecting Chen Xuan's speed to be so astonishingly fast, far exceeding his expectations.

Fortunately, he was a veteran of many battles, and being thrown from a horse was hardly his first experience.

The moment the horse crashed to the ground, the chiliarch rolled over and landed on both feet. Although a bit unsteady, he managed to stand firm without falling.

Swish!

However, before he could adjust, Chen Xuan thrust his sword forward.

The chiliarch's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block. But it was far too late; Chen Xuan's blade struck the hilt of his weapon and twisted with force. The web of the chiliarch's hand split open, and he let out a painful groan, forced to let go.

With a whistling sound, the sword in the chiliarch's hand spun in the air several times before Chen Xuan flicked it away, causing it to plunge straight into the ground.

"You!"

The chiliarch staggered back several steps, unable to hide the shock in his eyes. In his wildest dreams, he never imagined that Chen Xuan could defeat him so effortlessly!

One had to know that he was a seventh-grade martial artist who had stepped into this realm many years ago, just a single step away from the eighth-grade!

Swish!

Just as he remained in shock, Chen Xuan moved again. With a step forward, the tip of his sword pressed directly against the chiliarch's throat, instantly drawing a bead of blood.

Just a tiny fraction further forward, and the blade would pierce his larynx, sending him to the netherworld!

"Chiliarch!"

"Damn it! Release Lord Chiliarch immediately, or none of you will leave this place alive!"

The soldiers surrounding them turned pale with horror.

Never in their wildest dreams did they imagine that the chiliarch, who was like a god of war in their eyes, could be defeated by Chen Xuan with such effortless ease!

Liu Jinyu's throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, a flash of shock crossing his face.

Now he finally realized that when Chen Xuan had attacked him earlier, he had shown him considerable mercy!

"Awesome!"

"Damn it, I've had my eyes sore looking at these bastards for a long time. Lord Chen truly lives up to his name, simply too fierce!"

"Motherfucker, didn't these hicks from Man City look down on us? Now their chiliarch is being beaten like a dog by Lord Chen. Let's see how arrogant he can be!"

The group of bandits cheered excitedly, waving their fists to root for Chen Xuan.

"My husband is so amazing, he gives people such a strong sense of security!"

Xuan Ruolan's eyes were practically sparkling as she swallowed nervously and muttered to herself,

"With a body as capable as my husband's, he could even take down a burly man like that. If we were in bed, he'd probably rattle a girl's bones until they fell apart!"

As she spoke, her pretty face uncontrollably flushed red. Her mind conjured vivid images of Chen Xuan's fierce demeanor in bed, and her body suddenly grew inexplicably warm.

"Can you be a bit more decent? You're a woman, have some modesty."

Su Qingcheng, standing closest to her, couldn't help but retort.

Xuan Ruolan scoffed, rolling her eyes as she replied, "Precisely because I'm a woman, I care about my husband. Let me ask you, if you ever leave my husband in the future and find some sickly weakling who can't even satisfy you in bed, what use is a man like that?"

Su Qingcheng hadn't expected her to speak so bluntly, and her face instantly turned beet red. She glared at her indignantly, snapping, "What kind of nonsense are you babbling about!"

She truly couldn't stand this woman, who always found a way to steer conversations in that direction.

"My dear sister Su, you've never experienced a man, so you don't understand the joy once tasted. Once you have a man of your own in the future, you'll understand me."

Xuan Ruolan said with a smiling chirp.

Teasing the women around her until they were blushing from ear to ear was a great source of amusement for her.

"Y-You, don't be rash. Let's talk things out..."

At that moment, the chiliarch with the sword pressed against his throat had a complexion as grim as could be.

Fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and not a shred of his previous majesty remained.

"Now you know how to talk things out properly?"

Chen Xuan's voice was icy cold, fixing him with the stare of a dead man.

The chiliarch felt a lump in his throat, as if he had been slapped fiercely across the face, burning with pain.

Just moments before, when Chen Xuan had tried to speak to him reasonably, he had dismissed it and tried to kill Chen Xuan outright.

And now? Within the span of a few breaths, his life was completely in the palm of Chen Xuan's hand!

"I admit it, my skills are inferior!"

The chiliarch forced himself to speak through gritted teeth. "But you cannot kill me! I am one of the only eight chiliarchs in Man City. If you kill me, the Prefect Lord will not let you go, and our commander will not spare you either!"