Bab 641: Army Pressure, Xiaoyu'er's Anger (2)

"Hmph, do you really think that my Great Xia's Forging Division is a pushover?" Yin Wuyou snorted coldly and unsheathed the Shadow Sword with a clang.

"Commander Ma, prepare for battle," Yin Wuyou said calmly. She had experienced the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament, and she had seen bigger scenes. A mere Demon God Sect army couldn't scare her at all!

Ma Fengzhang's expression was solemn. It was too late to retreat now, so he could only fight to the death.

This Demon God Sect army had more than ten thousand people, more than twice their number. This time, it wouldn't be an easy battle.

Ma Fengzhang unsheathed his saber. "Your Highness, please prioritize your safety and protect yourself!"

Yin Wuyou was a first-rank martial artist. If she wanted to leave, the other party wouldn't be able to stop her.