Zi Ye turned her head slightly, took out a divine arm crossbow from her back with a knife, and equipped her lightly and skillfully on her wrist.

"Yama, my meaning is clear...... Either you die or he dies......"

"Ah......h

Suddenly, one of the guards closest to Purple Night suddenly pounced on Purple Night with a fierce look.

In his understanding, he only needed one move to restrain Ziye.

As long as the purple night is restrained, the entire purple family can be restrained.

Therefore, even without Yama's authorization, he took it upon himself and pounced on Ziye without fear of death.

The corners of Purple Night's lips suddenly bloomed, and the breeze on her wrist swept softly across the air.

A bolt of crossbow shot out of the air in an instant, accurately hitting the guard who had pounced on him.

There is not the slightest stagnation, almost in the blink of an eye.

The guard, who had originally stepped forward, was suddenly kicked away, like a kite with a broken string, and suddenly flew out upside down.

"Bang ......"

The guard slammed into a tree not far away, and was hung there, motionless.

Looking at the way his head was lowered and bleeding profusely, it was obvious that he had hung up.

All the guards instantly craned their necks and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at each other.

The people who can enter the imperial guard are all good hands, although they are not as good as Yama Luo, but the lowest starting point is also a middle-level mystery.

But it was this middle-level mystic, who was killed in front of the divine arm crossbow before he could even open the move.

Isn't this divine arm crossbow a bit too rebellious?

Ziye's cold eyes charmed everyone's eyes: "If any of you want to be a hero, Young Master Ben will definitely cooperate......"

The lips opened, and the voice of the purple night seemed to come from the infinite abyss, ethereal and ruthless.

"One knife, this young master counts three...... If after counting the three numbers, our Yan Guoshi and Zong Shuai have not yet decided, you should know how to do it......"

"Yes......"

With a deep shout, he led the Zi family to press the switch of the god's arm crossbow with their fingertips.

"A knife? Are you the former Purple Army? Yama suddenly woke up.

"One ......"

"Zi Ye, don't come nonsense, kill them, your Zi family will be finished......"

"Two ......"

"Purple Night, why do you need to block the car with your mantis arm? To resist the armies of the entire Nansheng Empire with a meager strength......"

The purple night lip flap hooked a graceful arc, and the right hand was slowly raised, and the gesture was about to fall.

"Three ......"

The corners of Yan Luo's mouth twitched fiercely, and he suddenly shouted, and in the midst of the loud shouting, a purple sharp edge broke out of his palm.

"Bang ......"

The sharp edge landed heavily on the back of Grandpa Wei, and a bloody arrow splattered out.

Zi Ye suddenly raised her eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of her lips was even stronger.

"Yan Zongshuai really has the demeanor of a general...... Those who know what it means to know the times are ......"

"Luo'er......" Yan Tieyi's face changed in shock, and he looked at Gonggong Wei who was already dead at his feet: "You really killed him......"

Yama's gaze was sharp as he looked at Ziye, and his whole body soothed.

"Young Master Zi, are you satisfied now?"

"Satisfied......" Ziye raised her hand and made a "please" gesture: "Yan Zongshuai, please...... As for the old national teacher...... A knife, send the front hall of the national teacher to drink tea......"

Yan Tieyi's breathing suddenly stagnated, and Zi Ye actually eliminated him.

Seeing Yama Luo nodding at him quietly, he left with a sword of hatred.

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