Feng Wu was furious.
She had never been so angry before!
It was time to defend the empire. Not only had they abandoned their teammates and fled, but they had also tried to kill the guards. How abominable!
Holding his sword, Ying Yuan said angrily, "You all deserve to die!"
After that, he was going to charge at those people.
He didn't have any confidence in winning this battle, because there were only ten of them, and Lan Wumei was leading hundreds of people.
They were all Level-4 and Level-5 Spiritual Kings, so Ying Yuan was bound to lose and die.
However, before he could do anything, something unexpected happened.
Thump, thump, thump!
One by one, those fell to the ground.
They fell to the ground like dominos.
There were over a hundred of them, but they were all defeated in a matter of seconds.
Ying Yuan stared at Feng Wu, who was moving through the crowd, in disbelief.
"You…
"They…
"I…"
