The Lord of Nongchao City hates Bai Ye and the short-haired men as much as he hates the Tyrant King.
Without this group of people, his plan would have been successful long ago, and he would have escaped with the Tyrant Sword, but now everything is ruined.
He knew that it would be difficult for him to escape from this city, because no matter how many people he killed, there would be a steady stream of strong men rushing into Nongchao City to kill him, and once the news reached the capital of Batian Kingdom, it would not take half a day.
, the Tyrant King's army will arrive here through magic weapons or space spells.
At that time he will be surrounded by millions of souls.
At that time... how could a mere Tyrant Sword change fate against the will of heaven?
Now that the matter has been revealed and the plan has failed, we should simply stop doing nothing and kill these bastards first!
Thinking of this, the Lord of Nongchao City became murderous.
The short-haired man followed Bai Ye and ran all the way. The Lord of Nongchao City was in hot pursuit. In addition, there were also a large number of souls following closely behind him.
"Everyone get out of the way, get out of my way!"
The short-haired man roared, and with the help of the fake knife, he was able to rush out of the crowd with overwhelming force.
Although it is a fake sword, it is also an extraordinary magic weapon in its own right.
Bai Ye admired in his heart.
Soon, a group of people rushed out of Nongchao City.
But the Lord of Nongchao City was blocked by countless souls at the edge of the city.
People went forward one after another, fearless and fearless to kill the Lord of Nongchao City, while the Lord of Nongchao City wielded the Tyrant Sword and slashed and killed those who approached like crazy.
The sky is stained with blood, and corpses are raining down.
The scene was so horrifying that it made people shudder.
"You can't run away!"
The Lord of Nongchao City roared again, bursts of divine light erupted from his body, and the overwhelming power of the sword came again, suppressing it from all directions. The souls were pressed to the ground one after another, unable to get up.
Hongbing is Hongbing after all, but its power is also limited. Even if the Lord of Nongchao City suppresses these people, there will still be a steady stream of powerful people coming from all around. Moreover, he relies on the power of the Overlord Sword to suppress the soul warriors, which consumes
It's still his own strength. If this continues, he still won't be able to hold on for long.
Sure enough, when the people around him came to kill him, the Lord of Nongchao City had already begun to pant, and there was a lot of sweat on his face.
When the group of short-haired men who escaped from Chaozhou City saw it, they immediately stopped.
"Brother, the Lord of Nongchao City is under siege. What should we do now? Are we still escaping?" the fat man asked panting.
"Escape! He can't protect himself now. Where should we escape?"
"Then brother...what should we do now?"
"Of course I'll kill him back!"
"Kill... kill us back? We finally escaped, and then kill us again? Isn't that asking for death? The Lord of Nongchao City tried his best to kill us!" Fatty and others trembled.
"It's okay. Now the Lord of Nongchao City is being restrained and has no time to pay attention to us. Although the weapon in my hand is a fake Tyrant Sword, it is very powerful. As long as one of you can attract the attention of the Lord of Nongchao City, I will
If you have a chance to kill him!" the short-haired man said confidently.
"But even if we kill him, how can we leave with the Tyrant Sword? There are countless strong men around here who will tear us apart." The woman trembled.
Even the Lord of Nongchao City couldn't escape, so why should they escape?
The short-haired man smiled faintly, with a ferocious look in his eyes: "Don't worry, I'm already prepared!"
"What preparation?"
"Do you see?" The short-haired man turned his backhand, and saw a square cake-like thing appearing in his palm, with a blue magic circle on it. The magic circle rippled with the power of the array space.
"Is this a space magic weapon?" Fatty lost his voice.
"That's right! This is the space magic weapon!"
The short-haired man put this object into Bai Ye's hand and whispered: "Brother, we will open a way for you. You go over there and use the space magic weapon to put the Lord of Tide City over there. Once he is received in this space magic weapon, you can
Leave immediately, we will protect you! The Lord of Nongchao City is exhausted and at the end of his strength, and he will never be able to guard against this magic weapon! Brother, can you do it?"
As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes fell on Bai Ye.
Bai Ye was startled for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "This is simply a matter of losing one's life! Whoever is afraid of it will have a narrow escape, right?"
"Brother, what are you talking about? If we don't talk, will we protect you? Do you look down on our strength?" The short-haired man frowned.
"Yes, little brother, big brother will help you, and we will also help you. Just go, and nothing will happen." The woman said softly.
"Brother, we have been through life and death, and you still can't trust us?" the fat man asked with a frown.
People discussed it loudly and forced Bai Ye to go.
Bai Ye pretended to hesitate, smiled faintly, and took the magic weapon: "Okay, I'll go!"
After saying that, he turned around and rushed towards the tide-making city lord.
"Brother, aren't you afraid that this kid will escape with Hong Bing?" someone asked cautiously.
"Escape? Where can he escape? A guy with such low strength can't go anywhere without us, not to mention that the magic weapon has my position. We will send him away later, even if he goes to the ends of the world,
You can't escape from our grasp!" The short-haired man stared at Bai Ye's leaving figure and sneered again and again.
"Brother is wise!"
People shouted in unison.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's do it!"
"good!"
The group of people began to rush towards the Lord of Nongchao City.
Bai Ye Tian's soul was sealed and he had no soul power at all, so almost no one would care about him.
Therefore, Bai Ye approached the Lord of Nongchao City very easily.
At the same time, a group of men with short hair also came to kill them.
"The Tyrant Sword belongs to me. Anyone who dares to take action against Nongchao City is my enemy and must die!"
A roar came out.
Then I saw the short-haired man coming over with the fake knife, and a group of people were also fighting like crazy.
Many souls were killed by the short-headed man before they had time to react.
However, although the short-haired man showed an unstoppable momentum, his actions also deeply angered the souls around him.
"You bastards, what kind of despicable people are you, how dare you act so unruly here?"
"Die to me!"
The surrounding powerful men were furious, and they all changed their attack targets and attacked the short-haired man.
The short-haired men suddenly felt that the pressure had doubled and it was difficult to move forward.
Seeing this, Bai Ye secretly shook his head.
These people were a little arrogant, thinking that fake knives were very powerful, so they ignored the heroes of the world, and it was natural that they suffered a big loss now.
But this has nothing to do with him.
Because his purpose is also to hide from the knife!
Bai Ye's eyes narrowed, and he touched the token on his waist with his palm, and then rushed towards the Lord of Nongchao City in an instant.
"Go to hell!"
The Lord of Nongchao City roared manically and slashed at Bai Ye with his sword.
But Bai Ye didn't dodge or dodge, he charged forward, and then waved his arm.
Crazy!
A black light rushed out from his fingertips and hit the incoming Tyrant Blade...
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