"Heh, such a pretty boy. Isn't he just here to throw his life away?"
Hong Lie stood there with a cold smirk on his lips.
At that moment, the situation reversed—
No one had expected Xiao Yi Xian to simply sit on her horse, yawn, and send Hong Mu flying with a single slap as he approached her.
No one knew where Hong Mu had flown off to. All they saw was a flash of light in the sky, dazzling even in broad daylight.
Cold sweat beaded on Hong Lie's forehead at the sight. The entire Hong Family retreated several steps, staring at the lazy Xiao Yi Xian in terror.
Meanwhile, the Han Clan cheered excitedly, their morale soaring.
Even Xiao Yi Xian's horse snorted, shook its head, and looked unbearably arrogant.
"Since you've claimed the mountains and land as your own, don't blame me for being discourteous."
As soon as Xiao Yi Xian finished speaking, Hong Lie waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, no..."
Clang!
Xiao Yi Xian slowly drew the sword from her back. Sunlight shone upon the silver-white blade, reflecting the figures of every member of the Hong Family.
She raised the silver-white longsword, and countless Sword Shadows seemed to step forth from the void, humming as they filled the air.
Hong Lie trembled all over at the sight. Those terrifying Sword Shadows were absolutely not an attack at the Dou Emperor level. They were... Dou... Dou Zong.
"Run! Run now!"
Dou Qi surged from Hong Lie's body, forming a protective barrier as he roared at the top of his lungs.
But before the Hong Family disciples behind him could react, the Sword Shadows seemed to span space itself, sweeping toward them with boundless killing intent.
His all-out defensive barrier shattered like paper. His expression