There was a rapid sound of horse hooves, and when I looked up, I saw hundreds of fully armed elite white-armored troops rushing towards this place with great momentum!

Seeing this situation, the Bloody Marquis, who was already determined to fight to the death, couldn't help but smile, looked at the former and said: "It seems that this Marquis really shouldn't die."

Ye Zhang's eyes flickered slightly and he said calmly: "It's not you who have the final say whether you should die or not."

As soon as the words fell, his figure flashed and turned into an afterimage and flew out. He appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, he suddenly struck out with the Yin Yang tin staff in his hand.

"you dare!"

Bai Yifei was shocked. He didn't expect that when the reinforcements arrived, the other party would dare to continue attacking. Then he had to hold the two swords in his hands and resist with all his strength.

The weapons clashed, accompanied by a surge of energy. The Blood-clothed Marquis groaned and spurted out another mouthful of bright red blood. Facing such a powerful attack, how could he, who was already at the end of his powerful crossbow, be able to withstand it?

At this time, the bell on the tin staff suddenly rang, and the soul-stirring sound instantly eroded the soul, causing Bai Yifei's consciousness to go blank for a moment.

Naturally, Ye Zhang would not give up such an opportunity. Lightning flashed, and a talisman was in his palm, and it struck the opponent's chest mercilessly.

"Thunder in the Palm!"

Suddenly, the power of thunder burst out. He was hit hard again at such a close range and could no longer resist.

The chest was actually dented, and the powerful palm force directly penetrated the layers of flesh and blood, hitting the vital point!

Accompanied by the excruciating pain, Bai Yifei's body flew backwards again and fell to the ground, but this time he was unable to get up again.

Ye Zhang's blow just now seriously injured his five internal organs, and his heart veins were shattered. Now he can only rely on a breath of true energy to hold on to the last trace of life.

Ye Zhang came to him in a flash. The opponent's strength was not weak, and he held a large army and was a prince. If he could subdue him, it would be very beneficial to his future plans.

As soon as he thought of this, he looked slightly with his five fingers and controlled the opponent's body to stand upright.

Immediately afterwards, the sword finger was directly placed between his eyebrows, and his hands were activated again. The blue light penetrated his mind along the fingertips, trying to modify the opponent's consciousness.

The Xueyi Hou screamed in pain, feeling as if his head was being chopped repeatedly with an axe, then being hit and crushed with a heavy hammer.

Feeling the sharp pain of tearing his soul, he seemed to realize something. Veins popped up on his forehead and he said tremblingly: "I think it's not that easy to control me!"

Then he mobilized all his mental strength to resist the energy of both hands, even at the cost of his life. Under his dying counterattack, he was actually in a stalemate with the dim light that penetrated into his mind.

Ye Zhang's expression changed, and he once again intensified the release of his power. The more severe pain almost overwhelmed the blood-clothed Hou's consciousness. His consciousness had already begun to drift, and he would soon be unable to hold on.

"Master Hou!"

At this moment, the White Armored Army finally arrived, and they were shocked to see the blood-clothed Marquis who was on the verge of death. They did not expect that the powerful Marquis would become like this.

At this time, Bai Yifei had completely lost his former aloofness and nobility. His life and death were under the control of others, and his aura was extremely weak, as if he was a dying person.

His eyes were filled with deep despair and resentment, and he used his last bit of strength to shout: "Kill him!"

He knew very well that if his heart was cut off, it would be difficult to survive. But even if he died, he would be buried with him!

After the words fell, he gritted his teeth suddenly and could no longer hold on.

The whole person reached the limit, and with a bang, the whole head exploded like a balloon, and blood, brains, and minced meat burst out together.

In order to prevent his consciousness from being controlled, he chose death.

Ye Zhang frowned slightly, thinking it was a pity in his heart. He didn't expect that the other party had some backbone and would rather die than surrender.

However, he also understood that two hands are not omnipotent. The more powerful a person is, the more difficult it will be to modify their consciousness.

After Bai Yifei's death, wisps of Yin Qi floated out, and when condensed, they turned into a vague and illusory figure, which was 70% similar to its original outline, and strong resentment continued to emanate.

It is the Yin spirit body formed after the death of the Blood-clothed Marquis.

Yinhun's eyes glowed with a cold green light, staring closely at the former, with such strong hatred that he lost his mind, roared and rushed towards the person in front of him.

Ye Zhang snorted coldly and stretched out his palm to use Ju Ling to dispatch generals.

In an instant, an invisible force turned into a chain and imprisoned the opponent's spirit body. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not move at all.

"Swallowing spirits!"

With a soft drink, a black vortex emerged from Ye Zhan's palm. The terrifying power kept pulling on Bai Yifei's spirit body, but it was completely swallowed up in just one breath.

Wisps of spiritual power are integrated into one's own soul, and the spiritual power becomes stronger, as if it comes from a sense of satisfaction deep in the soul.

The soul of a strong man is indeed very wonderful!

At the same time, the calmness that had troubled him for a long time finally broke through, and General Ju Lingqian was promoted again, reaching the state of integration!

All around, many white-armored soldiers who saw the death of the Blood-clothed Marquis couldn't help but shouted loudly, and then they rode the crotch war horses towards Ye Zhang, launching an encirclement offensive.

Hundreds of elite cavalry led their regiments, and under the orders of the leading general, they launched a brazen charge towards the former!

After completing the breakthrough, Ye Zhang's condition reached an unprecedented height. If he had faced such a fierce cavalry attack before, he might have been able to avoid the edge temporarily, but now it was no longer necessary.

He released a faint blue light from his palm, lingering on the Yin Yang tin staff, and then suddenly hit the ground, causing invisible waves to ripple out instantly.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The mysterious ringtone rang again, and the strange energy fluctuations spread instantly, covering the surrounding area of ​​more than a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.

With the blessing of both hands, the sound of the soul-stirring bell was like a cry from the underworld, and many white armors suddenly had splitting headaches and fell off their horses with a cry of pain.

However, it was not over yet. At this time, Ye Zhan lowered his eyes slightly, and saw a gap suddenly opened in his palm, and a ray of bright red blood flowed out and merged into the tin staff.

The blood flows rapidly along the veins, and the mysterious runes engraved on it continue to light up, float up and hover in the air.

A mysterious aura emanated from Ye Zhan's whole body, and he softly chanted: "Use blood as a sacrifice, and see the netherworld. On the bank of the Forgotten River, green silk is entangled. A heart can be expressed, and a wisp of charming soul. What's wrong with the underworld, the flowers on the other side are blooming!"
Chapter completed!