At this moment, the Sword Dynasty's 200,000-strong army.
A big man covered in blood knelt on one knee, with a sword thrust straight into the ground to support his body.
There were densely packed enemy troops around him, with countless spears pointed at him.
There are more than a dozen experts watching from the sidelines.
In this situation, he had no hope left.
But even so, even though he was scarred and exhausted, his eyes remained unwavering.
He gritted his teeth, still exerting strength, and still trying to get up.
The person next to him mocked: "Well done, you can still hold on to this point despite being so seriously injured."
"It's true that he is Ye Huafei's most valued subordinate. It's a pity that you followed the wrong person and wasted all your skills."
"Come here, take him on his last journey!"
The leader-like person gave orders, his fierce eyes were like those of a wolf.
The army began to gather and shrink the encirclement.
Other masters clenched their weapons tightly, ready to face that desperate moment.
Just at the critical moment, thunder and lightning roared, and the waves surged into the sky.
The oppressive force made people almost breathless.
Three figures were coming here, running wildly, getting faster and faster, getting closer and closer.
Everyone was shocked, stopped one after another, clenched their weapons, and tensed up.
I don’t know the identity of the person who came here, but it’s definitely something special.
Xiao Yi and Cheng Ye ignored the layers of soldiers and crossed directly to reach the center of the battle.
As soon as they appeared, they brought a fierce storm, and their momentum swept around.
The soldiers who surrounded them couldn't bear the storm and fell back again and again.
Some of them were blown around and turned upside down.
The encirclement that had been shrinking just now suddenly became chaotic.
This time is the best time to break out.
However, the injury was too severe and my strength was exhausted, so I couldn't seize the opportunity.
But Xiao Yi didn't care. He stood with his hands behind his hands and glanced around him coldly. The sharp look was enough of a warning.
In the Sword Dynasty's army, two people stood out from the crowd.
A big man carrying a sword on his shoulder.
A handsome man holding a sword.
As soon as they came up, they announced their family status loudly: "We are the Sword Sect, Jian Ye, who ranks thirty-second among the thirty-six swordsmen, and Sword Hero, who ranks fifty-fifth among the seventy-two swordsmen."
"I came under orders this time to guard this area strictly and capture the key criminals."
"We don't mean to offend, please forgive me."
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yi and Jiqing were quite surprised.
It has long been rumored that behind the Sword Dynasty is the Sword Sect, and behind the Sword Sect are the Sword Saint and the Sword Saint.
Those thirty-six swords and seventy-two swords are equivalent to the true disciples of Wan Lei Tianmen.
Since even Jian Ye and Dao Xiong have been sent out, it seems that the identity of the person to be arrested must not be simple.
When he thought of this, Xiao Yi frowned and looked very unhappy.
"I command the entire Fengyue State, and Zhenyue Pass is also within my jurisdiction."
"I don't care what your purpose is here, and I don't care who you want to arrest."
"It's a bit disrespectful to come to us to cause trouble."
"You should know that this is the territory of the Moon Empire."
"This is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want."
As soon as this statement came out, it seemed a bit like calling the teacher to task.
Moreover, when Xiao Yi said these words, his attitude was quite tough, which also made Jian Ye and Dao Xiong very unhappy.
With the overall situation in mind, Dao Xiong suppressed his anger and said: "We did something wrong. Since we did not attack you or start a war, this matter is not serious."
"If you want accountability, please let your emperor come."
"And our emperor will definitely give a satisfactory answer."
After hearing this, Xiao Yi snorted coldly, and then glanced at the man who was seriously injured and desperate.
Since he was Ye Huafei's subordinate, why did he end up like this?
Xiao Yi thought about it again and again. Although he wanted to know many things, he still planned to stay out of it.
So, he took Cheng Ye and stepped aside.
Jian Ye and Dao Xiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Xiao Yi did not intend to interfere in this matter.
So, they focused all their attention on the man, gripped their swords, and prepared to give him a fatal blow.
"You have been loyal and tried your best, but it's a pity that you can't do it alone and your success is in vain."
"Don't worry, Ye Huafei won't blame you."
"You can go on your way with peace of mind."
Jianye and Daoxiong approached while talking.
Upon seeing this, the army of the Sword Dynasty gathered around again, aiming their spears at the man one after another, as if they wanted to kill him.
At this point, the man realized that he had no choice but to quickly change his mind.
He shouted angrily: "You ungrateful guys will die a good death!"
"The late Emperor treated you well. Young Master is the true heir to the throne chosen by the late Emperor."
"But for your own personal gain, you betrayed the late emperor and wanted to kill the young master."
After hearing this, Xiao Yi frowned and vaguely guessed.
It seems that the battle for the throne is bloody everywhere.
Jian Ye said coldly: "What you said is wrong. We have not betrayed the late emperor. We have always been loyal."
Dao Xiong nodded: "The one who ascends the throne now is the successor designated by the late emperor."
"And Ye Huafei is just an ambitious man who wants to fight for the throne. He is plotting rebellion, and everyone will kill him."
"You stubbornly work for the rebels. People like you deserve to be buried with him."
After saying that, Jian Ye and Dao Xiong had already raised their swords, and the two swords immediately cut vertically and horizontally, extremely sharply.
Xiao Yi took a look and frowned slightly.
He was thinking about whether to save people and then get information from the other party.
At this time, Jian Ye said: "Okay, you're done here. Don't even think about moving reinforcements to Wan Lei Tianmen. No one can save Ye Huafei."
"Moreover, it is said that the Wan Lei Tianmen has been destroyed, and the sky is going to kill Ye Huafei."
The man stood up stubbornly, straightened his back, and faced the last moment.
"This is the false news you have released. It is impossible for the Wan Lei Tianmen to be destroyed, and Thunder Saint is the number one person in Beidou Continent."
"You want to stop the young master from asking for help from Wan Lei Tianmen."
After finishing speaking, the man took a deep breath, clenched the weapon in his hand, and said that he would fight to the death and take away every one he could.
However, no one would regard him as a threat because of his desperate appearance.
Jian Ye and Dao Xiong sneered, the image of tearing each other into pieces already appeared in their minds.
At this time, a thunderous electric power suddenly erupted, crackling, lightning flashing, and bursts of thunder.
Xiao Yi was covered in electricity and stood there with his hands behind his back, ignoring the 200,000 troops.
I only heard him say calmly: "Yes, that is fake news."
"And I am from Wan Lei Tian Clan, and I am also the reinforcement you are looking for."