When Helian Peng saw that Qi Lin had arrived and that he was heavily injured, he knew that he would not be able to gain any advantage today. After saying that he was going to retreat, he flew away from the mountain stream, not caring about the lives of the people he brought with him. With the addition of the Qilin, these people were naturally taken care of by everyone without much effort.
Qin Feng looked in the direction that Helian Peng left and said regretfully, "It's a pity that Helian Peng escaped."
Lin Han, who was following behind him, looked at the dead or injured Northern Tribes soldiers and said, "Helian Peng is really ruthless. He sent so many people to their deaths just like that." Helian Peng did not feel any heartache when he threw away the dozens of people from a few days ago and the hundred people today. These people were different from the normal Northern Tribes soldiers. Every one of them had been specially trained for a long time. Even Helian Peng did not have many such experts. From this, it could be seen that Ye Li and Helian Peng treated their subordinates differently. Qi Lin had been established for many years and the number of casualties was only slightly more than a hundred. However, Helian Peng could easily kill more than a hundred people with just one or two moves. It was obvious that Helian Peng did not treat these people as his elite trump cards or even his own subordinates. At most, they were just some high-level cannon fodder.
Zhuo Jing was the closest and saw the situation clearly. He said in a low voice, "Even if we did not kill him, Helian Peng would not be able to jump around for a month or two. Wangfei, do you want to send someone … "
Ye Li shook her head and said, "Helian Peng's martial arts are not weak. Even if he is not as good as the Prince, he should not be weaker than Ren Qining. Furthermore, he is the general of the Northern Tribes. Now that he is injured, there should be guards around him. There is no need to send people to their deaths. Let's go to Spirit Vulture Mountain first. "
"Yes, Princess." Everyone replied. Some people were left to clean up the battlefield while the rest escorted Ye Li to Spirit Vulture Mountain.
The news of Ye Li being blocked by Helian Peng naturally couldn't be hidden from Mo Xiuyao. Although Ye Li wasn't injured, Mo Xiuyao's expression was extremely ugly. Even Feng Zhiyao and Han Mingxi, who were usually the most talkative, didn't dare to open their mouths so as to avoid provoking Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao snorted with a gloomy expression. He picked up his Incineration Sword and left the camp. Seeing this, Feng Zhiyao and the others were stunned. After a long while, Han Mingxi asked somewhat blankly, "What … what is he going to do?"
Feng Zhiyao blinked his eyes and joked, "You're not going to kill Helian Peng, right?"
Han Mingyue, who was sitting beside Han Mingxi, nodded and said, "He is indeed going to kill Helian Peng. Who knows, Yelu Ye and Helian Zhen might also be there." Although Feng Zhiyao didn't trust Han Mingyue for a long time, he still had some confidence in his ability and scheming. If it wasn't for Su Zuidie, why would Han Mingyue be like this? Hearing him say this, Feng Zhiyao immediately jumped up and exclaimed, "Is he crazy? That is an army of hundreds of thousands. If he alone can slaughter the entire Northern Tribes army, then what is the point of fighting? "
There is a limit to a person's strength. Even if Mo Xiuyao's martial arts were the best in the world, able to fight against ten, one against a hundred, one against a thousand, one against ten thousand, one against ten thousand? If he wanted to charge into the army camp and kill Helian Peng and Yelu Ye, Feng Zhiyao only had two words for him: You're courting death!
After a moment of shock, Feng Zhiyao finally jumped up and rushed out while shouting, "Mo Xiuyao, I owe you in my past life. Men! Gather the men! "
In the large tent, only Han Mingxi and Han Mingyue, the two brothers, were left. Han Mingxi looked at Han Mingyue and asked in disbelief, "Big Brother, does Mo Xiuyao really plan to kill Helian Peng?" Even if he wanted to kill him, there was no need to charge into the Northern Tribes' camp. He could find an opportunity to wait until Helian Peng was alone or out of the camp. With Mo Xiuyao's martial arts, he could kill several Helian Pengs.
Han Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "How could Prince Ding not think of what you can think of?"
Han Mingxi didn't understand, "Then why is he doing this?"
"After today, as long as Mo Xiuyao doesn't die, I'm afraid that no one in this world will dare to have designs on Ye Li." Han Mingyue sighed. He had once thought that Mo Xiuyao was deeply in love with Su Zuidie, and even secretly thought that Mo Xiuyao didn't understand love. Only now did he understand that it wasn't that Mo Xiuyao didn't understand love, it was just that he hadn't met the right person. What Mo Xiuyao did for Ye Li, Han Mingyue admitted that he couldn't do it. Reaching out to pat his somewhat absent-minded brother, Han Mingyue turned and walked out.
Inside the tent, Han Mingxi was silent for a long time. Finally, he smiled bitterly and a trace of relief flashed across his face. What Mo Xiuyao could do, he would never be able to do. It wasn't about ability, it was about temperament. He would never be able to do such a thing for a person, even if he … loved her …
This day, could be said to be an unforgettable day for all the Northern Tribes soldiers. Of course, that was if they had eternal life.
Because the two armies didn't engage in battle these few days, the Northern Tribes camp had a rare moment of peace. However, it was precisely in this type of calm that the soldiers guarding the entrance to the camp watched as a silver-haired man dressed in snow-white clothes drifted over like a white cloud. Before the soldiers at the door could react to this sudden scene, they only felt a light on their necks. The man in white's cold, scarlet eyes was the last thing they saw in this world.
Mo Xiuyao barged into the camp, taking advantage of the fact that the Northern Tribes soldiers had yet to react, he rushed towards the general's tent. His Qinggong was extremely high, and along the way, the Sword Qi of the Incineration Sword scattered, causing countless casualties. Even the unlucky ones who became his stepping stones were shaken to death by the force of his footsteps. Instantly, the camp was in chaos. Countless soldiers rushed towards Mo Xiuyao. The soldiers who reacted quickly shot arrows at him, but how could normal arrows hit Mo Xiuyao? Furthermore, it was fine if he was in the air, but once he landed on the ground, it was hard to say if the arrows would hit Mo Xiuyao or their own men.
In a moment, the white robed figure flashed in and out of the camp, everywhere he went, blood flowed like a river. No one was lucky enough to survive the Incineration Sword. Every time he swung his sword, blood would flow. With such power, even the Northern Tribes soldiers who were known for their bravery couldn't help but feel terrified. They were afraid that if they were careless, they would die without a doubt.
With such a huge commotion in the camp, how could Yelu Ye, who was sitting in the commander's tent, not know? Yelu Ye was furious that Helian Peng had returned with injuries, but when he heard the commotion outside the camp, he couldn't help but be enraged. Just then, the soldiers outside panicked and reported that someone had barged into the camp. Yelu Ye laughed coldly, "I would like to see who dares to barge into the Northern Tribes camp." The moment he brought Helian Zhen and Helian Peng out, he saw Mo Xiuyao, dressed in white and holding a sword, walking over. That dull ancient sword was glowing with a bloody light, its killing intent soaring to the heavens.
"Mo Xiuyao!?"
Yelu Ye was shocked and angry, he couldn't understand why this fiend would come to the Northern Tribes camp at this time. Could it be that Mo Xiuyao suddenly felt that as long as he killed him, he would be able to resolve this battle?
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