Only then did the Lord of Nongchao City realize how terrible his situation was.
Now, this place is no longer a tide city, and there are not so many terrifying strong men around for Bai Ye to worry about.
Even Bai Ye's use of Dehong Bingqi at that critical moment already meant that he no longer had any scruples.
And how could he care if the Lord of Chaozhou City only had a large number of soldiers?
Thinking of this, the Lord of Nongchao City had begun to tremble, and he also understood that those who wanted to kill him for Hong Bing would not be able to do anything about Bai Ye.
Everything...did not go as he imagined!
Bai Ye walked forward step by step, and the Lord of Nongchao City also stepped back.
Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, and quickly knelt on the ground, held up the Tyrant Sword with both hands, handed it over to Bai Ye, and shouted crazily and tremblingly: "White Dragon Lord, spare my life! White Dragon Lord, spare your life! As long as
Please let me go, the Tyrant Sword is yours! It is yours!"
Although the Lord of Tide City is reluctant to do so, he is by no means an idiot.
At this time, as long as you can survive, that is more important than anything else!
Hongbing? If you lose your life, what's the use of having Hongbing again?
Bai Ye also knew that although the Lord of Nongchao City was greedy, he was also afraid of death, so he nodded with satisfaction and walked over to get the sword.
But at this moment...
Boom!
The void next to them suddenly cracked, and then a space door opened, and then they saw the short-haired man and his group coming out of it.
"Wait a minute!"
The short-haired man shouted out almost instantly.
Then the fat man and a Soul Master immediately rushed over and directly held Bai Ye's arms, one on the left and the other on the right, preventing him from getting close to the Tyrant Sword, let alone reaching out to take it.
The short-haired man stepped out of the space door and snatched the Tyrant Sword from Nongchao City Lord's hand.
Looking at the knife in the hand of the short-haired man, everyone's eyes burst out with unconcealable heat and excitement.
"Finally got it! Finally got it! Hahahaha..."
The short-haired man was shaking crazily with excitement, and tears were shining in his eyes.
"Brother, our time has finally come!" Fatty shouted excitedly.
"yes."
The short-haired man closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the knife. For a time, he thought he was dreaming.
Who among the people present could have imagined that everything would go so smoothly, and no one would be surprised?
The Tyrant Sword that several people were peeping at actually fell into their hands so easily.
"Brother, now that we have the knife, let's leave quickly. There are so many strong men and powerful people in Nongchao City. They will definitely find a way to find the Lord of Nongchao City. If we delay any longer, we may not be able to leave." The person next to him said.
hurriedly said.
"that's right."
The short-haired man nodded, but did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he squinted at Bai Ye and the Lord of Nongchao City, and said with a smile: "But before leaving, we still have to deal with the people here. The knife is in our hands now, and we have to hide it.
Well, if others know about it, we will be in constant trouble in the future, so it is still necessary to kill and silence."
"You want to kill me?"
The Lord of Nongchao City was excited.
"Shouldn't it be right?" The short-haired man laughed.
Bai Ye also spoke: "Didn't we make an agreement before? Do you want to break your promise?"
"Brother, what are you talking about? How could I break my promise? Don't worry, you also have a share of this Tyrant Sword!"
The short-haired man smiled and walked toward Bai Ye with the knife in hand.
Although he said so, looking at him, it didn't look like he would let Bai Ye go.
But at this moment...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A large number of space doors appeared in all directions, and then countless figures jumped out from them.
"What?"
The short-haired man breathed heavily.
"Brother, no, someone is coming!" The fat man's expression changed in shock.
"They came so fast!"
The man with short hair has cold eyes.
Naturally, it will come quickly, because these are the powerful people of Chaozhou City. They understood the power of Hongbing released by Bai Ye at the first time, so they took action quickly. Furthermore, Bai Ye broke the restriction,
We used magic weapons to get here through the space tunnel. In theory, the space tunnel is opened, so these great powers can completely come here through the space tunnel.
"Brother, what should we do now?" the woman asked nervously.
The short-haired man lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly rushed over, put the fake weapon in Bai Ye's hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Brother, do me one more favor, use this weapon to block those people."
"I think you are crazy. There are so many strong men. How can I stop them with just this weapon?"
Bai Ye shook his head.
"You don't have to block them, you just have to find a way to hold them back, whether it's running or
It’s okay to keep it,” the short-haired man said.
Although he holds the Tyrant Sword in his hand, he is not like the Lord of Nongchao City who has a three-level bridge with the Tyrant Sword. He cannot yet exert the power of the Tyrant Sword. If the strong men around him attack him, he will definitely die.
.
Bai Ye heard the sound and took the knife.
But the moment he took the sword, the short-haired man quietly instilled a ray of the Tyrant Sword's sword intention into the fake weapon, and at the same time the aura of the Tyrant Sword disappeared.
Seeing this, Bai Ye suddenly realized.
The emotional guy wants Bai Ye to be his scapegoat!
"Brother!"
The woman saw the clues and called out quickly.
"you shut up!"
The short-haired man shouted low, then smiled at Bai Ye and said: "Brother, if things are done! How about we discuss the ownership of the Tyrant Sword? Don't worry, we will be absolutely fair and just. If you are lucky, you will definitely get the Tyrant Sword.
Heavenly Sword!"
"That's it...that's good! But I don't think you need to run away, just stay here and I'll help you get rid of these people!" Bai Ye said with a smile.
Drive away?
Everyone's smiles froze and they were confused.
The short-haired man looked puzzled: "How do you solve it?"
"It's easy! Just kill them all!"
Bai Ye returned the fake weapon to the short-haired man's hand, then raised his hand and waved it.
Boom!
Those six magical rays of light bloomed again.
Then looking around Bai Ye, six red soldiers appeared again.
"white night!!!"
A shrill roar echoed through the sky.
Countless powerful men stared at the white-haired man with burning eyes, their manic anger almost engulfing him.
The men with short hair all lost their expressions in shock.
"What's going on?" Fatty asked tremblingly, "Why are all these people staring at him?"
"Isn't the Tyrant Sword in the hands of the elder brother? Why do these people... don't care about the elder brother?" The woman also asked incredulously.
But at this moment, the powerful man finally couldn't bear it any longer. His body sank, and he rushed towards Bai Ye like a mountain bearing down on top.
But the moment he approached.
Whoosh!
Six Hongbing soldiers flew out instantly and hit the mighty body like meteors.
Boom!
A powerful man at the level of a heaven-defying emperor was torn apart instantly and died on the spot.