บท 1815: Tell Meng Wuzhen, I am Going to Kill Him!

"There is no way to escape." The Tiger in the Dream breathed a sigh. He looked sad.

They were exposed. If he kept talking about escaping, he was only going to be humiliated.

It was an army of millions of spiritual beasts. They couldn't run, because there was no way for the three hundred men to run. They couldn't defeat all those beasts…

While the Tiger in the Dream was lost, a sharp stream of sword light dashed over the sky.

The forest where they were hiding in was chopped half off. The three hundred men were exposed.

The beasts knew that it was time for them to put on a show. They kept roaring and picking up the tree trunks. There were no woods anymore, but only three isolated men.

The beasts ran to Ye Xiao and waved their tails, asking for credits. They were such a bunch of bootlickers to Ye Xiao.

'Master! We did everything you told! We have done a good job! After these men die, can we be free? Can we?'