"How about you surrender now and come back with me to the Great Xia Camp? Then I can listen to you explain slowly, how about that?"
In the rapid exchange of swords and blades, He Yuanhun attempted to speak and explain, but Xia Hong paid him no attention. Regardless of what he said, the Yi Blade in Xia Hong's hand swung faster and faster, each strike aiming directly at his vital points.
Swish...
At the same time, an iron arrow suddenly shot from the flank.
He Yuanhun waved and deflected the iron arrow, turning his head with a frown to see Xia Chuan leading over a hundred men approaching, all ready with bows and arrows, his demeanor changed.
At the moment the Mirror Immortal was eradicated, those under its control had already collapsed, and Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, and others naturally were out of danger.
There was no need for Xia Hong to speak up; as soon as everyone gathered around and saw Xia Hong battling with He Yuanhun, they immediately raised their longbows to help.
