Fortunately, Ye Qingfeng had a ruthless heart, and even if he were to abandon these girls, he felt no burden in his heart. Only soone as cold-blooded as Ye Qingfeng could leave behind a group of delicate girls.
"Luckily it’s in Yue Country, if it were in Huaxia..." Ye Qingfeng’s heart stirred, and he developed an additional wariness towards the country.
This is just a backward Yue Country. If he can’t defeat them, he can escape, but if it were in Huaxia, this military power is entirely incomparable to Yue Country.
For example, if Huaxia were to deploy supersonic fighter jets, various radars, and modern equipnt to lock onto Ye Qingfeng, he wouldn’t even have a chance to escape.
Huaxia was also wary of Ye Qingfeng, which is why they hadn’t taken action. Ye Qingfeng was always in inland cities, and if they dispatched the army to kill Ye Qingfeng, the cost would be too great and would hinder Huaxia’s developnt.
However, now that Ye Qingfeng has destroyed the Ren Sha Sect, Yue Country is outraged, and since it’s just a small town on the border, it’s perfect for deploying troops for suppression.
"Master, should I go and kill?"
Little Yue said coldly, now that she just advanced to the War King Realm and felt an overwhelming amount of Spiritual Power inside her, unmatched.
"Kill?"
Ye Qingfeng raised his eyebrows. Beneath them was an army of ten thousand, equipped with armored tanks and ard helicopters. Even if Little Yue was in the War King Realm, she would surely die.
Even Ye Qingfeng himself faced the danger of falling.
"Big brother, please don’t abandon us, okay?" Kang Yuan, with tears in her eyes and slight trembling, looked towards Ye Qingfeng.
"We should have left with that Filipino girl; they might have already returned to their country."
At this mont, a girl said in English.
As soon as the words were spoken, they imdiately resonated with the other girls. Although this was their choice, when faced with such danger, they all regretted it.
"Yes, now they are safe. Staying here and facing such an army, we would definitely be crushed to pieces!"
A group of girls imdiately had trembling legs; below were roaring sounds and flying dust, the glinting machine guns made their hearts tremble with fear.
At that mont, several girls had tears on their faces, occasionally glancing at Ye Qingfeng, as he was now their only hope.
Among these girls, there was a trace of regret in their hearts, and even so complaints, but they dared not speak them out loud.
"Ye Qingfeng, if you have a way, just leave first. These are national troops; we are just ordinary people. They shouldn’t give us a hard ti."
At this ti, Yu Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and said to Ye Qingfeng.
Although she was afraid, her heart also understood. Ye Qingfeng had already saved them. If Ye Qingfeng hadn’t appeared, they would have long perished in the cave.
Even though the Filipino girls had escaped together, and they had to face such danger, they couldn’t bla Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng was always their benefactor; she had betrayed kindness once already, and could not do it again.
Ye Qingfeng didn’t pay attention to Yu Xiaoxiao and instead proceeded towards the mountain.
If there was danger, he naturally would escape, but for now, there was no need to rush; he had confidence in his escape.
"Ye Qingfeng!"
"Big brother!"
"Benefactor."
The ten girls instantly called behind Ye Qingfeng, sowhat worrying, as Ye Qingfeng was their benefactor and their dependence.
Only Little Yue, dressed in black, silently followed behind Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng’s mind moved, and the Flying Sword was summoned, appearing in his hand instantly.
The sharp Flying Sword emitted white light, captivating minds, yet Ye Qingfeng sensed that his Flying Sword had begun to endure strain. He had already used the Daylight Slash twice, and using it too much would be beyond the Flying Sword’s capacity.
Moreover, his Divine Sense could not endure consecutive Daylight Slashes and needed recovery.
Seeing Ye Qingfeng descending the mountain, a group of girls felt a slight tremor in their hearts.
They saw only that tall, lean figure, holding a white Longsword, arrogantly descending the mountain.
His black hair danced, and his white attire moved without wind, carrying a chilling aura, cold, arrogant, like a lone hero.
Behind him was a silent black silhouette.
Below, the army issued violent roars, overwhelming dust covered the sky as if enshrouding this world. Tens of thousands of troops, dozens of steel beasts, and helicopters in the sky, the youth descending the mountain was like an ant!
Tens of thousands of troops, preparing cautiously, rolling dust obscured the sky and sun, and the "booming" sound echoed throughout the town.
Facing one person, tens of thousands of troops had to be this cautious; it’s truly hard to believe.
"General, the Martial Artist has co down, should we open fire?"
In a temporary operations room, communication soldiers imdiately reported.
"How much further?"
"One kiloter."
"Eight hundred ters."
"Seven hundred ters now."
"..."
"He stopped."
Ye Qingfeng stopped his body, then raised a hand without turning back and said, "Alright, Little Yue, you wait here for , be mindful to protect yourself, the upcoming battle isn’t sothing you can partake in."
"Master!"
Little Yue imdiately said anxiously, seeing such a vast army ahead, how could one person fight? Of course, she could go forward to help the master.
Furthermore, she had just advanced to Junior War King, full of confidence in her abilities.
"That’s an order, just obey it."
Ye Qingfeng waved his hand and proceeded forward, his black hair dancing wildly, "War King Realm is still too far away, wait till you’re a War Emperor Warrior."
Little Yue’s eyes trembled slightly, watching as this tall figure, holding a sword, walked towards the army of ten thousand, like a war god.
"Ye Qingfeng—"
Yu Xiaoxiao stood at the passage’s exit, observing the youth below the mountain from above, with her heart continually trembling.
This slender figure, in the face of enormous troops and tanks, resembled a speck of dust, yet was so striking, his white light flashing like a peerless Sword God, arrogant and intense like a storm reaching the skies, even standing halfway up the mountain, Yu Xiaoxiao could feel his cold and aloof deanor.
"There really exists such a man in this world."
Yu Xiaoxiao bit her red lip tightly, her bright eyes trembling continuously. Compared to Ye Qingfeng, what Feng Tian, what Boss, are like ants.
This is a real man!
"Back then I wanted to leave, seeing this Huaxia youth’s domineering, indifferent appearance. I thought he was confident, had a plan, didn’t expect to end up like this. Had I known, I would have left!"
A Korean girl, with a crying tone, regretfully complained.
"Pa!"
A crisp slap echoed.
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