Abagua was celebrating with his men, not forgetting about Ji Tiansheng.
When the lava erupted for the second time, he woke up the Desolate Men who were still in a frenzy, reminding them that the enemy was still alive.
Including Abagua's personal guards, there were more than 400 Desolate Man warriors present. Among them, more than 10 chiefs had the Vajra King Soul. If the experts on the Asura List were not taken into account, this force was enough to sweep half of the Divine Land.
Now, this force had surrounded Ji Zhiyuan and the Desolate Man prince and princess. If they attacked without any regard for their lives, Zhang Huaibi would be the only one who had a chance to escape.
Whether or not they attacked without any regard for their lives was entirely up to Abagua.
The five of them stood back to back and looked around vigilantly. Zhang Huaibi said in a low voice, "It's my fault! Drifting Cloud, I'll bring up the rear. You must break out with His Majesty. Otherwise, I, Zhang Huaibi, will be condemned by history. "
Shen Liuyun pursed her lips tightly. She wanted to say something to comfort her, but she didn't know how.
Ji Zhiyuan said, "It has nothing to do with Zhang Qing. Exposing the plan to Abagua is the key to our failure …"
She paused and said, "As for the person who betrayed us, I won't let him go!"
"What do you mean? Are you suspecting us?" Cangyang shouted immediately.
Indeed, the two siblings were the biggest suspects now.
Ji Zhiyuan said lightly, "I didn't say that."
Cangyang said coldly, "You didn't say that, but that's what you're thinking!"
Shen Liuyun said, "General Cangyang, we're in the same boat now. Instead of arguing here, why don't we find a way to escape first? It won't be too late to find out who the traitor is then."
"Second sister, she's right. We don't know if the High Priest is dead or alive. We have to find a way to save him," Lennon said.
"Hahaha, the monarch of the Xia Kingdom, the best swordsman in the world, Zhang Huaibi, you didn't expect to be defeated by me, did you?"
At this moment, Abagua took two steps forward and laughed. He raised his head and said condescendingly, "If the news gets out, the pillars of the two empires will be trapped like turtles in a jar. I'm afraid the ruler of the Divine Land will have to be changed."
Shen Liuyun sneered and said, "We'll see if you can catch us. You haven't dared to approach us since the beginning. In fact, you are also very afraid. "
"Oh?" Aguba laughed. "What's This King afraid of?"
Shen Liuyun said, "You are afraid of my brother's sword. Even if he is injured, he can still kill you easily. Anyway, the Desolate Human King has no other ability other than 'numbers advantage'."
Aguba scoffed and said, "I know you humans like to goad me. You want This King to give up his advantage in military strength and fight Zhang Huaibi one-on-one? That's what idiots do. "
Shen Liuyun smiled at Cangyang and said, "General Cangyang, did I remember wrongly? Don't the Desolate believe in the strong? Since when did the Desolate Man King become someone who needs the protection of his subordinates? "
Cang Yang scoffed in disdain: "If it's me, no matter who the opponent is, I will not avoid the battle!"
Although this conversation was suspected of being a goad, it did hit the hearts of many Desolate Men, especially the Desolate Clan who had been under the High Priest. They all looked at Aguba.
Aguba also noticed the subtle changes in the situation. His face gradually turned gloomy. Coincidentally, the lava erupted for the third time.
He had an idea and said in a deep voice, "The Desolate Gods are watching you. Do I still need to prove myself with my achievements? It's your world now. Kill them and I will personally crown you! "
However, he realized that the Desolate Men did not move. His anger gradually rose. "Citizens of the Desolate Gods, listen to my orders!"
"Your … Your Majesty, look behind you …" A Desolate Man warrior pointed to the sky behind him. "The … the sun is gone!"
If the Desolate Gods were their spiritual totem, then the sun that emitted light and heat and shone on all things was their spiritual faith.
Only then did Aguba realize that something seemed to have fallen with the lava. He could not help but look back. In fact, when he looked back, he did not only see the sword light.
The first thing he saw was a mass of chaos. It was a mess of things, cracking and swelling, twisting and turning. It was like the manifestation of the dark side in the depths of people's hearts, full of different natures. It had already surpassed the division of Yin and Yang, and all the unknown changes were affecting the present world. Thus, something the size of a sesame seed had actually blocked the light of the sun.
Only then did he realize that it was a person. All the strange and unpredictable forces spread out around him, constantly trying to "create something new", but they were all controlled by his will.
Then, all the messy phenomena suddenly merged into the sword at the waist of that person. He recognized the sword. It was Yan Li's sword. He had left a deep impression on him.
The sword was pure white. Among all the different colors, it inevitably showed all kinds of different colors. However, the most intense color was red, which was the color of lava.
As a result, the sword light turned crimson. As a result, he saw a blazing sword light, and as a result, he was beheaded.
Everyone was in a state of indescribable shock.
They could not understand how someone could be flushed out of a volcano. Lava was not seawater. Not only was he flushed out, he even killed Aguba in a way that they could not understand.
The sword light brushed past Aguba's neck and continued extending forward. It was like a half-moon ring of fire, surging towards the end of the world. It was unknown how far it went.
It wasn't until that person stood on the stage and slowly sheathed the sword that was glowing with silver light into the pure white scabbard that everyone came to their senses.
There was no fluttering robe, no free and unruly long hair, and no peerless figure.
This was a slave, wearing the rough clothes unique to slaves. There were burnt holes everywhere, and his hair was casually tied up, messy beyond recognition. His appearance could be said to be in an exceptionally sorry state.
Only the pure white sword in his hand was dazzling. Everyone could not help but stare at it when they thought that it was this sword that had launched the attack.
It was a pity that the sword was propped up on the ground by its owner in a very strange position. It had turned into a crutch.
We all knew that Yan Li was weak. He was a weakling that couldn't even be trampled to death by ants. He was only standing because he was trying to look cool.
"Yan Li!" Shen Liuyun was the most shocked. She had never thought that Yan Li would appear in this place, and that he would solve their crisis in such a bizarre way. It was as if the problem had been solved suddenly.
"Yan Li." Ji Zhiyuan was also calling his name. She did not know what expression she should put on so that she would not feel so awkward. However, the gratitude in her eyes could not be concealed.
How could a man not be jealous when all the women around him were calling his name? If there was, there must be something wrong with him.
Whenever Zhang Huaibi was in a bad mood, he would purse his lips tightly and his eyes would shine with a sharp light. At this moment, he was using such a sharp gaze to stare at Yan Li.
Cang Yang said in disbelief, "The one surnamed Ji, isn't this the pretty boy that I injured that night?"
Ji Zhiyuan said indifferently, "Now whether he is a pretty boy or not, you are very clear."
Yan Li calmed his breathing and reluctantly raised his hand to wave. He sighed and said, "It's really a small world."
Shen Liuyun knew him the best. She could not help but scold him. Just as she was about to help him out of his predicament, she was interrupted by a tender laugh.
"That's right, that's right. It's a small world. I thought I would never see you again."
A beautiful figure swept past the crowd and went up the stage like lightning. She came to Yan Li's side.
The gust of wind that she brought almost blew Yan Li down.
When Yan Li heard this voice, he actually wanted to fall down. He felt that pretending to be unconscious was definitely more beneficial than standing. But he also knew that she had countless methods to make a person who pretended to be unconscious feel so much pain that he would rather die.
He purposely stared at her chest, "You really know me the best. Knowing that I need a pillow, you immediately sent it over." As he said that, he pretended to fall and fell into her embrace.
The person who came was naturally Tang Sanghua.
She smiled coquettishly and supported him, saying, "You really are still so annoying."
But her smile suddenly disappeared. She said coldly, "Unfortunately, your memory is not very good. The last time I sent it over, not only did you not lean on me, you even pushed it away. I never knew that you were actually such a gentleman. "
Yan Li blinked his eyes, "Actually, when I saw your back that time, I regretted it. I wanted to chase after you to explain, but it was Li Yong who chased after me and stopped me. The truth of the matter is not what you think. I think you should give me a chance to explain. I will definitely make you satisfied."
Tang Sanghua sneered, "You still like to talk sweet words. I used to think that it was interesting, but now I just want to vomit. And it seems that if I don't suffer a little, you will really think that I came to play with you."
As he said that, he picked up Yan Li and sped towards the other side of the volcano.
"Stop!" Ji Zhiyuan was the clearest about the cause and effect, so her reaction was also the fastest. Almost as soon as Tang Sanghua moved, she chased after him.
Shen Liuyun also reacted and wanted to chase after him, but suddenly, two people appeared on the stage.
A man and a woman.
A gentleman and a young girl.
"Our king is currently settling a personal grudge. If anyone dares to go over, don't blame me for being ruthless," the gentleman said with the most standard smile.
"Get out of the way!" Shen Liuyun raised his hand and slapped.
Vital energy quickly surged, and a cloud-shaped palm print suddenly appeared.
The gentleman did not move, but he still maintained his smile.
The one who moved was the young girl, Xiao Ba. She expressionlessly stretched out her hand and flicked her finger.
The palm print vanished into thin air, and an even more violent force shot back.
Before Shen Liuyun could react, she retreated with a muffled groan.
"Drifting Cloud." Zhang Huaibi rushed up and supported her, asking with concern, "How is it?"
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