The words of the Marquis of Yellow Wind, Ming Tang, brought Chief Yong Kun, who was panicked and lost, back to his senses. Indeed, we have more people on our side!
No matter how strong Ye Zhen is, if each of us spits, we can drown him!
"This person dared to kill a Divine Master of the Heavenly Temple, truly a demon! As disciples of the Heavenly Temple, we must take him down to clear the demon aura!
Everyone, attack together. Such a demon is the best offering for the Dao Ancestor Divine Lord!"
With Chief Yong Kun's angry roar, the Spirit Masters and Grand Spirit Masters who had been avoiding Ye Zhen quickly adjusted their positions. The panic was gone from their eyes, replaced with cold indifference.
At that same instant, under the command of the retreating Ming Tang, the black-cloaked samurai from all directions quickly formed a military formation.
