Although Xiao Heng and Xiao Yan's opponents had already been dealt with, the war still raged on.
The two did not waste words. After chatting casually for a few moments, they began fighting once more.
Flames and sword light ravaged the battlefield. Neither could be bothered to trouble the weak, choosing only Dou Zun opponents.
Yet with their current strength, the strongest fighters on the Lion Nether Sect's side were merely a few Six-Star Dou Zuns. Against the two of them, such opponents could barely last three moves.
Moreover, after the experts brought by Xiao Heng and Xiao Yan joined the battlefield, the scales of victory swiftly tipped toward the Jia Ma Empire.
Whether in numbers or quality, the Jia Ma Empire's Dou Zun experts utterly crushed those of the Lion Nether Sect.
This situation finally began to change when Xiao Heng once again slew an enemy Dou Zun expert with a single sword strike.
"My lord, please stop killing! I surrender, I surrender!" A Dou Zun expert directly dropped his weapon. Cold sweat continuously seeped down his face as he looked at the fiend who had suddenly appeared before him.
Who could endure this? One sword, one kill—one sword, one kill. Even if they had more people, they could not withstand such slaughter! At this rate, within less than an hour, every Dou Zun on their side would be dead.
Besides, their leaders were either dead or fleeing. Why should he keep holding out here?
As soon as this person spoke, it seemed to trigger a chain reaction across the battlefield.
"Stop fighting! Alliance Leader Xiao, I surrender..."
"We surrender as well! Please stop fighting!"
"Everyone, we were only coerced by the Lion Nether Sect! We bear no ill will toward the Jia Ma Empire! Please spare our lives...!"