The distance of several tens of meters was almost covered in an instant. At this moment, the power and speed Wang Junze erupted with were truly terrifying, showing almost no signs of exhaustion.

To cleave an arrow with a sword was fearsome in itself.

One must know that although the person shooting the arrow wasn't a Refining Spirit, he was definitely an extremely formidable Divine Archer. Underprepared circumstances, the power of this cold arrow would definitely not fall short of a full-force strike from a Refining God Powerhouse.

Yet in front of this sword, it was split apart instantly. Whether it was the power of this sword or its precision, both were terrifying to the extreme.

The most frightening part was still Wang Junze's reaction. The moment he cleaved the arrow, he immediately counterattacked, as if it was all premeditated. Or perhaps... from the very beginning, he had already guessed someone would attack him, deliberately setting a reverse trap to kill the opponent in retaliation.

All these words seem lengthy, but in reality, it was a mere moment, at most three to five breaths' time, before the Sword Edge was already in front of the hidden archer.

Generally, martial artists skilled in bows and arrows have significantly weaker close combat abilities.

Normally, they need someone to protect them so they won't be engaged in close quarters.

But now, since this was an assassination, it was naturally impossible for there to be others around. By the time Wang Junze's sword slashed over, the opponent could barely open the bowstring to shoot another arrow, trying to buy a little more time.

But at this point, how could Wang Junze possibly give him another chance?

This hurriedly shot arrow couldn't even be considered a threat; Wang Junze merely flicked his wrist slightly, and the Sword Edge easily deflected the arrow!

"Kacha!"

With a crisp sound, the bow that was held horizontally in front was directly slashed in two by the sword, the Sword Edge dug three centimeters deep into flesh, precisely landing on the neck, forcing the opponent to kneel on the ground, blood gushing from the neck, rendering the archer's face pale, nearly losing all resistance and waiting for death with closed eyes.

"As expected, you're a Divine Archer... Speak, who sent you?" With a cold laugh, Wang Junze spoke in a deep voice.

This sword could have easily killed the opponent, but Wang Junze deliberately held back, wounding but not killing, intending to interrogate the opponent's identity.

Having brushed past the edge of death, the archer was so frightened that he collapsed in fear.

"The Deserters... it was Lord Jing Yuan who sent me." With a pale face, the archer forced himself to answer.

"Brother!"

This brief moment was enough for Martial Artist Wang Xin to respond, who immediately chased over, landing next to Wang Junze to ensure his safety.

"Watch those people, kill anyone who dares to escape!"

With a glint of coldness in his eyes, Wang Junze loudly ordered.

"Alright!"

With a quick reply, Wang Xin's gaze immediately fell on those few people. Previously, in order to ensure Wang Junze's safety, Wang Xin was somewhat restrained, but now, seeing Wang Junze regaining some of his strength, having self-preservation ability, these few people posed no threat in Wang Xin's eyes.

"Colluding with Deserters, huh? So... they are also sent by the Deserters, just like you?"

Ignoring the rest, Wang Junze continued to look at the archer, methodically questioning.

"...Yes!"

Gritting his teeth, the archer answered again.

"So, how did the Deserters buy you off?" A hint of mockery played on Wang Junze's lips as he slightly flicked his wrist, and in an instant, shaved off a large chunk of flesh from his shoulder.

The archer yelled out in pain, collapsing completely, crying out in agony.

But there was still no trace of pity in Wang Junze's expression. With a serene voice, he continued, "With such a weak body, it doesn't seem like you've refined Demon Beast bloodlines, so... could it be the Deserters bought you with money?"

Collaborating with Deserters, Wang Junze didn't believe a word of this nonsense.

Divine Archers are incredibly hard to nurture and typically only appear in the military. During their training, they undergo rigorous scrutiny to ensure their loyalty.

If such individuals could be easily bought by Deserters, then the entire Jubei City would have been infiltrated like a sieve, implying that the City Lord is utterly incompetent.

Is Yuan Shouyi an incompetent person?

Even if Wang Junze disliked him, he had to admit that Yuan Shouyi was extremely formidable.

One must know that even Su Yuwei and Luo Qingxuan were wary of him. How could Wang Junze possibly underestimate him?

In other words, from the moment Wang Junze confirmed this man as a Divine Archer, he clearly understood that he was undoubtedly Yuan Shouyi's man!

The allegation of colluding with Deserters was but an excuse.

Preferring to admit to a grave crime that could implicate his family, he still refused to reveal Yuan Shouyi's identity—this truly fits the criterion for loyalty.

"What I said is the truth, believe it or not."

Though trembling in pain, the archer still gritted his teeth and refused to change his testimony.

"What you answer isn't really important... I don't need evidence either."

With a trace of disdain at the corners of his mouth, Wang Junze calmly spoke: "In the netherworld, say hello to the City Lord for me."

As soon as the words fell, the Sword Edge in his hand swiftly sliced through, lopping off the opponent's head cleanly. Blood sprayed out, instantly dyeing the surrounding snow red, also staining Wang Junze's white robe.

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