Uncle Zhao's words were not false.
In reality, the threat from behind the two of them was far greater than the encirclement of the ten thousand guards outside.
These elders who lived like princes in the family were naturally not as strong as Uncle Zhao. This little bit of pain would cause them to completely lose their ability to fight.
But how long could this strange itch continue to haunt them?
Not to mention Qin Yi, even Uncle Zhao himself had no way of knowing.
Moreover, the sinister and sinister expression on Zhao Family Head's face was like a poisonous snake hiding in the bushes, flicking its tongue.
Qin Yi had reason to believe that once he found an opportunity, this person would definitely come forward and bite him.
Most importantly, both Qin Yi and Uncle Zhao's bodies were currently not at their peak condition.
There was no point in fighting a protracted battle!
Qin Yi's gaze was indifferent as he stared ahead, coming to this conclusion in his heart.
Immediately after, the battle intent in his eyes burned to its peak as he looked at Uncle Zhao. "Then let's kill our way out!"
With that, an absolutely powerful aura exploded from Qin Yi's body! The spiritual energy in his body surged and wrapped around his arm. His hair moved without any wind, dancing wildly in the air, and his sleeves also made a flapping sound.
The indifference in his eyes was like a god of war descending from the heavens to look down on all living beings.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Yi's wrist suddenly flipped, and the blade of the Seven Kill Sword seemed even colder under the moonlight.
In the next moment, Qin Yi's body was like an arrow that had left the bow, shooting out without hesitation, leaving behind an afterimage.
Bam!
The violent sound of a collision was like thunder, suddenly exploding outside the door.
As Qin Yi's arm rose and fell, he reaped another ten lives!
The originally densely packed crowd was forcefully smashed open by Qin Yi's charge!
Cold light shot out, and streaks of sword qi exploded in the air, like bombs exploding in the crowd. The guards surrounding Qin Yi fell one after another.
At this moment, Qin Yi was like the god of death from hell, waving the sickle in his hand and reaping lives without mercy.
Uncle Zhao's face was taut as he charged in the direction Qin Yi was heading.
More and more corpses piled up on the ground, but Uncle Zhao and Qin Yi were unable to budge an inch forward.
The two of them felt as if they were in the middle of a vast ocean. No matter how they slapped the surface of the water, the water would still surround them in the blink of an eye.
It could be seen that in the spacious courtyard, the human wave tactic could be used to its greatest effect. Even though Qin Yi and Uncle Zhao possessed overwhelming battle prowess, they were unable to break through the encirclement of the Zhao Clan's bodyguards, who charged forward wave upon wave without fear of death.
"They're injured! Everyone put in more effort, we must take them down! "
A loud roar rang out from the sea of people once again. The fighting spirit of the Zhao Clan's guards rose by another notch. Their attacks were like floodwaters, blotting out the sky and covering the earth as they swept towards Qin Yi and Qin Yi.
Qin Yi's eyes turned cold. He activated the Kui Scale of the Mountain Sea Dragon, and a light screen enveloped him to block the attack.
However, there were too many people on the other side. Under the fierce attacks of their weapons, the light screen trembled as if it was about to shatter.
The defense of the Kui Scale of the Mountain Sea Dragon was astonishing, but its spiritual power was limited after all. Using it at this moment would not only be of little use, but it would also consume a lot of spiritual power.
Helpless, Qin Yi could only put away the scale and continue to fight the enemy with his physical body!
As for the Reverse Magnetic Treasure Gourd and Wood Yin Silk, Qin Yi did not consider them either. Facing the attacks of the sea of people, using these things would not be of great benefit, and it would instead increase the consumption of spiritual power for Qin Yi.
At this moment, Patriarch Zhao, who was watching the battle in the main hall, had a calm smile on his face.
"How audacious of you. You actually dared to rush out directly. It seems that you're courting death. "
Patriarch Zhao's lips curled up into a mocking smile. "I have to say, that move just now really gave me a huge shock. But now … it's saved me some energy. "
The battle was still going on. Qin Yi and Uncle Zhao did not stop moving for a moment. In less than a moment, the corpses beneath their feet were piled up like a mountain. Blood dyed the ground red, emitting an extremely pungent stench.
Uncle Zhao was still slashing wildly. He looked at Qin Yi with a slight frown and said indifferently, "Hurry up and break out, I'll cover the rear!"
He knew very well that they were under too much pressure now. As time passed, the two of them, who were already injured, would have their physical strength plummet. Moreover, at this moment, there were at least 7,000 fresh troops beside them.
If they continued to be entangled, the final result would be that the two of them would be trapped here together.
It could be seen that Uncle Zhao had made this decision to sacrifice himself to attract the firepower for Qin Yi and thus successfully break out of the encirclement.
Seeing that Qin Yi did not respond, he frowned. Immediately after, his voice suddenly became serious, and his tone was filled with concern, "They won't kill me. If you stay, only death will await you! "
Qin Yi finally turned his head and cast a clear smile at Uncle Zhao, "If I leave you now, how will I face my inner demons in the future?"
Finished speaking, Qin Yi directly turned his head and continued to kill the enemies.
Uncle Zhao glanced at Qin Yi, a touch of gratitude welling up in his heart. After that, he no longer said anything and fought side by side with Qin Yi.
Unknowingly, the number of Zhao Clan guards who died beside Qin Yi and Uncle Zhao increased.
After a stalemate for a whole hour, Qin Yi and Uncle Zhao finally started to push forward. Even though the speed was very slow, they finally saw results.
"What?"
Patriarch Zhao noticed this very quickly, and the cold smile on his face was instantly restrained. A hint of shock flashed across his sinister eyes, and he almost stood up from his chair, "10,000 people actually can't stop two people?"
But very soon, Patriarch Zhao seemed to have discovered the cause of the problem, and the sinister look on his face became even thicker as he shouted towards the door, "If these two people step out of the Zhao Manor today, you can forget about living too!"
Patriarch Zhao's words were like the beating of war drums, and it spread to the courtyard outside, causing everyone's heart to tremble. Then, they charged forward with even more frenzy.
Qin Yi and Uncle Zhao were still desperately trying to break out of the encirclement, but the surging attacks surged towards them like waves. Both of their expressions changed, and they slashed out with their swords. Two rays of brilliance were like two rays of moonlight, illuminating the enemies and taking their lives at the same time.
However, at this time, both of them were already close to their limits.
Looking at the black mass of guards surging over, it was like a mountain suddenly pressing down on the two of them, making them feel suffocated.
At this moment, whether it was Qin Yi or Uncle Zhao, there was still not the slightest hint of fear on their faces. Obviously, both of them were not willing to give up until the last moment!
But just as the sea of people was about to swallow the two of them, an explosion suddenly sounded not far in front of them!
"Junior Brother Qin! How are you guys? "
The voice coming from outside made Qin Yi's expression instantly turn joyful, but it quickly sank, "Senior Brother Ning, you guys leave quickly!"
There were still about 5,000 guards here. Once they turned to attack Ning Qiancheng and Lu Yu, they would probably be in danger.
But hearing Qin Yi's words, Ning Qiancheng, who was outside the encirclement, responded without hesitation, "Junior Brother Qin, what kind of person do you think I, Ning Qiancheng, am? Even if I die, I will die standing! "
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