But he discovered that the Teleportation Array could no longer be used. Si Ji's expression changed, and before he could react, a powerful aura descended with a boom—it was Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu stared coldly at Si Ji. "I said I wouldn't let you escape again!"
Si Ji's face was filled with fury and hatred, but he also knew he was no match for Zhao Fu. His first priority was still survival, so he ordered the hundred thousand-plus elite soldiers under his command to stop Zhao Fu while he continued fleeing to one side with his people.
Those hundred thousand-plus elites had been painstakingly trained by Si Ji. Not only were they powerful, but they were also fiercely loyal. Following Si Ji's order, they charged at Zhao Fu.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...
Arrows shot through the air one after another, carrying terrifying power and making hearts tremble. Zhao Fu raised a defensive barrier, blocking every arrow.
Facing those hundred thousand-plus soldiers, Zhao Fu wore a disdainful expression. With a light shout, he said, "Sword Master!"
The Imperial Killing Sword in his hand radiated immense sword intent. Zhao Fu swung it fiercely, and a massive crescent streaked forth, carrying the power to sever everything. It was incredibly fast, flashing past in an instant.
The sword light passed through the hundred thousand-plus soldiers on the ground. Blood sprayed everywhere as their bodies broke into countless chunks of flesh. Blood dyed the ground red, and broken corpses covered the area, making for a nauseating sight.
Before long, Zhao Fu caught up with Si Ji once more.
There were now fewer than a hundred people left at Si Ji's side: his consorts, relatives, and personal guards.
"Your Majesty! Run!"
Seeing Zhao Fu catch up, those personal guards shouted and rushed at him with their weapons