The roar of the leader of the Desolate Men was undoubtedly the loudest signal. The entire camp came alive in an instant.
But as he roared, Yan Li did not just stand there and stare blankly. He moved forward and the dazzling Li Ya was like a bright lamp in the dark. After a slight muffled sound, a line of blood appeared on the leader's neck.
A Desolate Man like him, who did not have the courage to protect himself, could not block Yan Li's sword no matter how thick his skin was.
Seeing the leader cover his neck and die on the ground, the rest of the Desolate Men pounced on Yan Li angrily.
The smelting technology of the Desolate Men was very backward, so many of them fought with their bare hands. But the Desolate God Army of the Lava Tribe was the core fighting force of the Desolate Men. Almost everyone had a metal weapon, which was one of the key reasons for their strong fighting force.
A Desolate Man with bare hands and a Desolate Man with a weapon were two completely different concepts.
Take the Desolate Man who was the first to rush towards Yan Li as an example. He held an axe, a two-handed giant axe. As he was charging, he swung the giant axe. When he was in front of Yan Li, the axe chopped down without any fancy moves. Because it was simple, it was powerful. Even a powerhouse in the Cultivation Realm would not dare to let the axe touch his body.
This was the strongest point of the Desolate Men.
But, this was also the weakest point of the Desolate Men.
Yan Li's eyes were filled with blood-red killing intent. At this moment, only killing could make him forget the pain. But, even if he was ten times more manic than he was now, he would still be able to dodge the axe.
The moment he killed the leader of the team, he took a step back. The giant axe fell in front of his door. He dodged it just in time and naturally missed. At the same time, a ruthless look flashed across his face. His left elbow struck out, like an awl, towards the chest of the Desolate Man.
The strong force directly broke his sternum and forced him to take a few steps back.
The Desolate Man did not even have time to scream before Li Ya pierced through his heart.
This was the strength of a cultivator. The Desolate had only made one move, but Yan Li's moves had already changed three times.
Yan Li pushed the Desolate Man's corpse off the cliff and rushed forward. There were about ten Desolate Men left. Two of their weapons struck the Desolate Man's corpse. The rest did not have time to dodge and were pushed to the sides.
When he reached the end of the human wall, Yan Li pulled out the Leaving Cliff Sword. With a thought, he performed the second move of Green Lotus. His figure turned into a ghost, appearing and disappearing among the scattered Desolate Man team. Every time he appeared, one of them would fall. Within a few breaths, this Desolate Man team was completely annihilated.
But in just a few breaths, the Desolate Man who had already woken up rushed over. Among them, there were a few Desolate Man soldiers who heard the commotion and rushed out of the tent.
Suddenly, a blazing flame came from the east side of the camp. At least half of the Desolate Men noticed it and more than half of them stopped to observe.
Soon after, flames rose from the southeast and northeast. Not only were there flames, but there were also strong gales, as if thousands of soldiers and horses were galloping.
"It's an ambush!"
"Prepare to meet the enemy!"
A Desolate Man soldier shouted in the Desolate Man language, "Ignore the assassins. Protect Her Highness!"
Obviously, they had already used Yan Li as a carefully designed bait to ambush Cang Yang. Obviously, Cang Yang often encountered similar ambushes, so her subordinates would make such a judgment.
This was the best time for Yan Li to retreat.
It had to be said that Ye Qing and Li Rulong played a big role.
But Yan Li did not retreat.
Not only did he not retreat, but he also rushed forward into the Desolate Man group. With a flash of sword radiance, a Desolate Man fell to the ground. He seemed to have transformed into a killing demon. With just the second move of Green Lotus, he came and went like a ghost. Every time he struck, there would be a spray of blood.
He was now manic and not calm, but his method of killing was still simple and efficient. After half of the Qi in his Dantian was used up, there were no Desolate Men standing within a hundred feet of him.
At least 40 Desolate Men had fallen into eternal sleep.
It might be unbelievable. With Yan Li's Qi, could he only kill a hundred Desolate Men?
Of course, there was a reason for this.
The bodies of the Desolate Men were different from humans. They were larger in size and had thick skin. Many places that were fatal to humans might not necessarily be fatal to the Desolate Men, or they might even be deeper.
Every time Yan Li killed a Desolate Man, a large amount of Qi would be attached to his sword. And because of the difference in size, he would need to use 20% of his strength to stab a fatal spot that could have been stabbed with only 10% of his strength. This was after Li Ya broke through to the Martial Rank. If it was before the breakthrough, the number would be much lower.
He stopped, not because he had calmed down, but because the surrounding Desolate Men had retreated. The ten Desolate Man soldiers under Cang Yang surrounded him in the center of the circle.
Just when he was killing, the Desolate Man soldiers had already verified the truth of the fire. He had lost the best opportunity to escape.
At this moment, he regained some of his calmness.
There was no use in regaining his calmness now. It only made him more aware of his mistakes and the fact that he was about to die.
There was absolutely no second-grade martial artist in this world who could survive the joint attack of ten Desolate Man soldiers.
The ten Desolate Man soldiers exploded with their boldness and rushed over together. One could imagine the feeling of ten giant mammoths pressing down on him.
This was what Yan Li was feeling now. The omnipresent boldness was like a tide covering all directions without a single gap. If he was a fish, he might be able to swim out with his outstanding swimming ability. Unfortunately, not only was he not a fish, but he was also a unique non-swimmer in the world.
He could only watch his body being crushed and ravaged by the pressure from all directions, like a small boat being ravaged by a storm.
At this moment, Yan Li suddenly thought of something. This matter had nothing to do with the current moment of life and death. He didn't know why he would think of this matter. He was clearly about to die, yet he was still thinking about things that had nothing to do with life and death. Wasn't that a stupid act?
But human nature was stupid. Who could guarantee that he would not make a mistake for the rest of his life?
Yan Li had already made a fatal mistake. He did not care about one more.
Suddenly, there was a gap in the omnipresent boldness.
He followed his instincts and rushed towards the gap.
He was caught by a soft body, but what greeted him was an angry curse. "You idiot, you damned thing. You want to drag us with you even if you want to die? Did we owe you anything in our past lives?"
"Miss Ye, I will cover you. Quickly bring our benefactor across the river!"
It turned out that at the crucial moment, Li Rulong and Yan Li had arrived and opened up a gap in the encirclement of the Desolate Man soldiers.
Ye Qing did not need Li Rulong to remind her. She still treasured her life very much. She helped Yan Li and ran quickly to the river.
Yan Li spat out a mouthful of blood as he ran. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief. At that moment, he really suspected that he would die from suffocation.
He looked back and saw that Li Rulong was facing the ten Desolate Man soldiers with his back to him. It was only then that he saw Li Rulong's saber.
Li Rulong's saber was very ordinary. It was similar to the big ringed saber used by the constables, but it was thinner and longer. His gaze suddenly turned cold. The moment his right hand touched the hilt of the saber, he unsheathed it.
He did not draw his saber quickly. A sharp white saber radiance appeared in the void. Its speed was not fast either. It gradually spread out like a cold wave, condensing into tiny ice blades. The densely packed ice blades fell on the heads of the Desolate Man soldiers like rain. The ice blades pierced through the heads of the Desolate Man soldiers.
The ten Desolate Man soldiers could not break through at that moment.
This release of Qi of vitality was the sign of a first-grade martial artist.
After temporarily blocking the Desolate Man soldiers, Li Rulong did not dare to continue fighting. He turned around and fled. His body movement was really amazing. In just a few steps, he had caught up with Ye Qing.
"Benefactor, are you injured anywhere?" he asked with concern.
Yan Li shook his head and did not speak.
Seeing that Yan Li was fine and that he was about to escape, Li Rulong heaved a sigh of relief. He said, "It's good that you are fine."
Ye Qing said coldly, "Even if he killed Azhari, General Li has done enough for him. We should be even now."
Yan Li smiled. "I agree with this. I was born to do bad things. If I accidentally do something good, I will feel uncomfortable all over. Don't call me benefactor anymore."
But Li Rulong was very persistent. He said, "How can this be? I once swore that whoever kills Azhari, I will take him as my master. I cannot go against this."
"You want to leave after killing my men under my nose?"
Just as they were about to reach the riverside, a voice came from behind. It was like a bolt from the blue. The three of them did not need to turn around to know who it was. Their bodies froze at the same time.
Before they turned around, they could already feel the fierce wind. It was like a destructive tornado in the desert that could devour everything. Any living thing that was sucked in would definitely turn into a pile of bones.
Yan Li was more sensitive to the threat of death than anyone else. He reacted almost instantly. He took half a step back and pushed hard on Li Rulong and Ye Qing's backs. Then, he turned around without hesitation and used Separation Cliff's blade to block Cang Yang's terrifying attack.
Li Rulong and Ye Qing were pushed to the riverside. One more step and they would enter the water.
Bang!
The force was extinguished immediately. Yan Li's resistance was like a bubble that would shatter with a light touch. He fainted as he was flying backwards. Before Li Rulong and Ye Qing could react, he passed through the gap between them and fell into the Mother River.
"Benefactor!" Li Rulong was about to catch him when a black shadow suddenly appeared from the water. After grabbing Yan Li, it lightly tapped on the water and flew towards the other side.
"Stop!" Li Rulong was furious. He used his movement technique and chased after them.
Ye Qing naturally did not dare to stop. She also used her movement technique to cross the river.
Cang Yang landed on the ground. Her eyes were filled with killing intent. Just as she was about to chase after them, she suddenly heard a voice that seemed to come from the heavens: "Don't chase after them."
"Do you think I'll stop just because you said so?" Cang Yang turned around and looked at Ji Zhiyuan's tent. "Where would I put my face?"
"I don't mind finishing my unfinished battle with you."
Cang Yang squinted her eyes. She suddenly laughed and said: "Are you angry? Is it because I slapped that pretty boy? "
There was no longer any sound in the tent.
Cang Yang curled her lips in boredom. Suddenly, her face lit up: "Mn, that kid is quite handsome. I've decided to make him my boy toy."
But there was still no response from the tent.
"Sigh." Cang Yang sighed: "Interacting with a boring woman like you is really a huge mistake. What's even more unbearable is that this mistake will continue."
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