The time for confession is wrong

The old Khan's eyes darkened slightly, as if he was weighing the pros and cons for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

The old man's eyes fell on Yao Qi, and he spoke slowly: "Wolf Chief, we are facing an external enemy, we should fight together."

Yao Qi lowered his eyes, a faint smile on his lips: "I have no objection."

Ren Xuan's eyes swept across the scene. Although this place was not within the military camp, it was surrounded by barbarian warriors, at least hundreds of them, while they only had ten Black Knights.

What are the chances of winning?

Looking up, he saw the black cavalry rushing out silently.

Ten black knights rushed into the battlefield like shadows, and blood splattered in an instant.

The sound of the blade piercing through flesh and blood was particularly clear in the night.

Ren Xuan narrowed his eyes and noticed that the weapons of the Black Cavalry were becoming increasingly red as they were killing.

Ren Xuan originally wanted to assess the battle situation, but found that he was overthinking it - in just a few breaths, the ten black knights were actually defeated under the siege of the alien race.

It looked like these ten so-called Nanfu masters were about to be wiped out before they could kill a few people.

A master from the Wolf Tribe leaped up, swung his sword, and neatly cut off the heads of the two Black Knights.

The black knight's head and body were scattered into a pile of black soil and yellow sand.

Ren Xuan was stunned. Damn Black Knights! Ten beginner puppets!

Then, the alien expert seemed to be attracted by something and his eyes fell on the red long sword.

"This soldier... is strange."

He slowly bent down and reached out to grab the hilt of the long knife.

In an instant, blood-red lines quickly spread to the arm of the alien master, like countless tiny blood vessels, madly drilling into his skin.

The alien master suddenly raised his hand, and the knife flashed. In an instant, a scarlet line of blood splashed from the throat of the nearest soldier.

There was a dead silence in the field, but it was too late——

After that alien master, masters from the Wolf Tribe appeared one after another. As if bewitched by something terrifying, they slowly stretched out their hands and grasped the red blade on the ground.

The Black Knight is dead, but something even more terrifying has just been born—

Ren Xuan cursed inwardly, and almost instantly realized it—the ghost's black cavalry, these ten puppets are all knife racks! And they are carrying the most troublesome murder weapon—the evil weapon!

This bastard Xiao Jingyuan...made ten disposable bombs and threw them directly into the Liefeng Pavilion.

The Khan, the Wolf Chief, the Tiger Lord, and even a few of them had to be buried with him.

Ren Xuan's remaining eyes swept across the battlefield.

The Khan's guards were broken, and four guards fell one after another. The next moment, the sword flashed down -

The former king of the grassland was obviously no ordinary man. With a low shout, the alien in front of him, who was controlled by a knife, was cut in half.

The Khan, who was seriously ill, forced himself to take a deep breath. A cloud of blood mist came out of his mouth and he staggered. More foreign guards surrounded him instantly.

The few remaining sword-controlling masters in front of the Khan seemed to still have some sense of strength, and turned their swords to look for others.

Ren Xuan's eyes darkened as one of them rushed towards him.

Ren Xuan had already cursed Xiao Jingyuan's ancestors in his heart, damn it... Xiao Jingyuan, you'd better not let me go back alive! !

The Khan was badly injured, the Tiger Lord was trapped, and the Wolf Lord was still holding on.

But these aliens controlled by the evil soldiers will only become more crazy the more they kill. If this continues, they will all die here.

He made a prompt decision and whispered, "Qin Yingtian! Protect Wen Congren and Shi'an!"

Ren Xuan turned around quickly and headed straight towards Yao Qi.

He rushed to Yao Qi's side and said, "These people are controlled by evil soldiers. They don't distinguish between friend and foe. The more they kill, the more bloodthirsty they become."

Yao Qi frowned and said coldly, "Are they crazy?"

"That's about right." Ren Xuan swung the long sword in his hand. "Evil soldiers are more attractive to experts. These people are the best in your army. Either we fight alone and die at the hands of these lunatics; or we join forces and take care of these things first."

Over there, the Tiger Master, who was already struggling to hold on, was the first to speak out: "Damn it! We'll die if we keep fighting! Let's cooperate first!!"

Ren Xuan quickly looked at Lu Shian: "Shian, turn off the light array."

In the darkness, the air was filled with the smell of blood. With the cooperation of the wolf soldiers, Shadow Tiger tore several accused people into pieces, leaving behind large amounts of scarlet blood.

But at this moment——

Yao Qi spoke up: "Escape on your own, there are two third-grade ones here."

Ren Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he almost blurted out a curse: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

In the darkness, the blood-colored lines on the evil weapon squirmed like a living thing. The eyes of the alien master holding the weapon were even more blood red, and the murderous intent swept in all directions like a tide.

There is only one third-grade master among ten thousand.

The Tiger Master gritted his teeth: "How can you escape?" He angrily cursed: "Yao Qi, look at this! This is all your fault!!"

Darkness surged, and murderous intent surged like a tide.

Ren Xuan cursed but moved very quickly: "Run separately!"

Without hesitation, the Wolf and Tiger tribes dispersed. The blood-red glowed even more glaringly in the night. The eyes of the masters controlled by the evil soldiers gleamed with blood, like wild beasts locking onto their prey, unwilling to let them escape.

Ren Xuan flipped over and jumped onto the cliff, his footsteps flying among the rocks, his peripheral vision sweeping over—

Hold.

He won the lottery.

A third-rank master was chasing after him like a thorn in his flesh. The evil weapon in his hand was as red as fire, and he was filled with murderous intent. His body was so fast that he didn't look like a living person at all.

The blade slashed past his shoulder, tearing his clothes and splattering blood.

Ren Xuan looked down at his torn sleeve and let out a soft sigh.

——It’s been a long time since I was chased and hunted so miserably.

He laughed and said, "If you want to run, it's not a big problem."

The next moment, a figure suddenly blocked Ren Xuan's way and swung his sword to block the flaming red evil weapon.

When metal and iron collide, sparks fly.

Qin Yingtian immediately coughed up blood. But with a bit of youthful spirit, he said: "General Ren, I'm here to help you!"

Ren Xuan: "..."

He looked up at the distance. Sure enough, Wen Congren and Lu Shian were also rushing towards him, as if they were ready to fight alongside him.

Okay, I can't run away now...

Ren Xuan sighed silently in his heart.

So, he really doesn't like everyone having such a strong team spirit.

Ren Xuan grabbed Qin Yingtian and held the sword in one hand, barely blocking the remaining force of the evil soldiers.

He quickly glanced at Qin Yingtian's injuries and cursed inwardly. Qin Yingtian's Qi Sea was clearly injured, blood stained his chest, and his breathing became rapid.

Ren Xuan glanced at Wen Congren and Lu Shian who were approaching: "Can't you just run separately?"

Lu Shian looked at his expression and helplessly spread his hands: "I told you you could get away, but Yingtian insisted on saving you, and then Congren followed."

Ren Xuan was so angry that he said, "Why don't you take care of them? Just run away!"

Lu Shian hit the nail on the head: "If I don't come with you, you won't care about them."

Ren Xuan: "..."

Does this mean I know him a little too well?

Although he was about to die, Ren Xuan suddenly became very curious about how far he and Shi An had progressed in the few years that were blank in his memory.

"Be careful!"

Lu Shi'an suddenly shouted, interrupting Ren Xuan's wandering thoughts.

The evil soldier appeared behind them in a flash, his blood-red blade piercing Qin Yingtian's back.

Qin Yingtian had no time to look back, he only felt a biting chill in his face.

In an instant, a faint golden light suddenly appeared on the ground, and golden threads intertwined rapidly like a spider web, tightly covering Qin Yingtian.

Ren Xuan's eyes widened. His own formation master was setting up a formation within the enemy's effective attack range, and Ren Xuan felt a bit of a heart attack.

The evil soldier seemed to still have some sense. He missed his target with his first strike and went straight for the formation master.

Lu Shian's body shook a little, but he just blocked the attack. However, Lu Shian showed obvious signs of excessive energy consumption.

Ren Xuan's heart tightened, and the momentum of the knife in his hand suddenly changed.

He was fighting against a third-grade cultivator, and in a split second, he even thought of his last words.

Fine, I'll die! But it can't be in vain, at least I have to leave some last words.

He took a deep breath, and his voice was as loud as iron, resounding: "Shi'an, listen to me! I, Ren Xuan, have loved you since my last life, and it hasn't changed until now! If it doesn't work out in this life, I'll wait for the next one. Anyway—"

Before he finished speaking, a sword light slashed across the sky and fell straight towards the evil soldier.

The evil soldier didn't even have the chance to react before the sword light had already slashed into his shoulder. The extremely sharp sword energy exploded in an instant, spreading along the bone veins in an instant. Blood shot up into the sky, and even a deep sword mark was left on the ground.

The whole process took only the blink of an eye, and the terrifying third-grade evil soldier was killed with just one sword.

silence.

Absolute silence.

Before Ren Xuan could finish his last words, the evil soldier was cut down by a sword.

The air was eerily still.

Lu Shian coughed madly, his face turned red, and his body trembled constantly. It looked like he had the sequelae of excessive energy consumption, and it seemed like he was trying hard to hide something.

Wen Congren looked up at Ren Xuan with an unfathomable gaze.

Qin Yingtian said with a complicated expression: "General Ren, is that so?"

Before Ren Xuan could react, he turned around subconsciously and saw a figure walking slowly towards him.

Ren Xuan was completely stunned: "...Prince?"

Wen Congren said calmly, "I told you, we have strong support."

Lu Xiyun's steps slowed down slightly, and his breathing became slightly disordered. It was obvious that he had just used some forbidden moves in a hurry.

Lu Xiyun apologized to Wen Congren, "Qin Shu was also in Yinshu City. I waited for him to leave before leaving, so I was late."

Wen Congren shook his head and smiled meaningfully: "Xiyun, you came at the perfect time."

Lu Xiyun looked at the strange expressions on their faces, feeling a little bewildered: "Did I miss something?"

Ren Xuan coughed hard and changed the subject: "So, Your Highness didn't know that the prince was here."

One hit and it hit the mark.

Now it was Lu Xiyun's turn to cough, his expression baffling. "General Ren, you're not going to... complain to Qin Shu, are you?"

Ren Xuan quickly waved his hands and said, "Your Excellency, you are too kind! I saved my life, how could I go and complain about such a shameless thing?"

He said sincerely, "I am deeply grateful for your help, my lord. How could I do such an ungrateful thing?"

Lu Xiyun smiled and said, "General Ren, I knew you were on my side."

Ren Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had originally thought that Lu Xiyun's eccentric personality was a flaw.

Now I realize, damn, this actually has advantages!

Lu Xiyun then landed on the blood-stained evil soldier not far away.

"What is this?" Before he finished speaking, he had already leaned forward slightly and reached out to pick up the weapon.

"stop!"

Almost at the same moment, everyone present shouted to stop him, and Lu Shian suddenly raised his hand, almost starting a battle again.

Fortunately, just as Lu Xiyun's fingertips touched the edge of the evil soldier, Ren Xuan stopped him.

Ren Xuan grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away, his tone showing a bit of fear, "Don't touch it! This is an evil weapon, you won't be able to put it down once you take it."

Wen Congren pulled out a piece of white silk from his sleeve and shone it on Lu Xiyun's fingertips. "This is an evil weapon. If you're not careful, it will corrode your mind."

Lu Xiyun seemed to be thinking: "Indeed, I just wanted to pick it up for some unknown reason."

Lu Xiyun turned his hand over and carefully examined his fingers, as if thinking about something. Suddenly, he blinked, a little innocently: "Then I might be in trouble."

Before he finished speaking, a red line slowly spread along his fingertips, and in a moment, it reached the palm of his hand.